Rebwar The Missing Parts by Ols Schaber

Author:Ols Schaber [Schaber, Ols]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rorschach Press
Published: 2020-04-28T22:00:00+00:00

‘No, they will ask questions, we should call Amin.’

Hourieh nodded.

Rebwar dialled Amin’s number and went over to the fridge. ‘Musa, who was on this scooter?’ Rebwar opened the freezer above the fridge and took out some ice. For a moment he thought back to the accident with the scooter with the ice box and the taxi cab. Couldn’t be – as that would be a coincidence and he didn’t believe in them. Why would the guy have just run away? What was in that box. A voice replied to the ring, it was Amin. Rebwar told him what had happened and asked him to come over.

‘Guy I met at the shop. You know the one… Fab Food.’ Musa tried to find a comfortable place to position his arm.

Rebwar handed him a towel full of ice cubes. ‘For your bruises. If you can move your fingers they’re not broken. That’s what Amin said.’ Musa wiggled his fingers.

Hourieh put on an apron, as if she was going to cook. ‘What, Achmed’s place? Was it one of his friends? He does look wrong to me. Always giving me the wrong change. Don’t trust him, no, no.’ She waggled her finger at Rebwar.

‘A man on a scooter?’ said Rebwar. ‘Did it look like it had been in a crash?’

‘I don’t know. He was chasing me.’ Musa looked down at the table, his greasy floppy hair covering his eyes.

‘Shouhar? Your son was being harassed. Take some of these.’ Hourieh popped some pills onto the table. ‘We need a pillow and a t-shirt. Musa, must you always wear stupid t-shirts. Maybe that is why, have you thought of that?’

Rebwar went to get what his wife wanted.

‘What were you doing in that shop? It’s too expensive. You have to go to the other one. You know, further down the road. The London one.’

‘Londis, Mâmân. I was getting cigarettes for Dad and they wanted ID but I didn’t have it and, you know, then I asked the scooter guy who was smoking outside the shop.’

Rebwar walked back with a pillow and a plain white t-shirt. Hourieh snatched them off him. Musa looked at his dad. Rebwar knew that look. He had been getting himself some cigarettes. Rebwar let it slide.

‘Ahh, that is good, least this country protects the youth from themselves. Let that be a lesson and not to do everything that your Pedar says. He can be wrong too, now you know.’ She took Rebwar’s cigarette off him.

‘So why did he chase you?’ Rebwar looked at Musa suspiciously and lit another cigarette.

‘No idea.’ Musa shrugged. ‘I chatted to him, mentioned you. That you smoked and if I could bum a cigarette. For you, Pedar.’

‘Musa, are you smoking?’ Hourieh said. ‘I don’t want you to smoke. It’s not for the youth.’

‘Mum, I was making conversation. I–’

Rebwar stepped closer to him before the two started shouting at each other. ‘Musa, tell me. Did he chase you because of me?’

‘Maybe.’

Hourieh was still staring at Musa. ‘I am disappointed, Musa. If you were older I would be slapping you.

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