My father was the head of the fuel distribution company, it was a company he inherited from my grandfather and he dedicated his life to developing it to the point that he did not have his first child, which is me, until he reached the age of forty-nine.
Then my sister when I reached the age of fifteen. My father is a very intelligent businessman, who transformed the company from a small company into one of the largest companies in the country, and even came close to opening a branch in neighboring countries, but the hateful Akhnatosh appeared.
This man, to say the least, is the master of greed and the disciple of Satan himself, he also was a successful businessman and one of the richest people in the country, but he took his ambition to the global level and aspired to be one of the richest in the world. And what is the method?
The way is to mix business with politics, take advantage of the people's thirst for an honest president who stops plundering the country's wealth and moves them to a qualitative leap in the path of development, under the pretext that he is a rich person, perhaps wanting to fill his life with happiness by helping the dilapidated people. But, that's not what happen
People's greed never ends, and as soon as a people has entrusted themselves to a businessman, they have condemned themselves to destruction.
As soon as he took charge of the country, Akhanatoush liberalized the hydrocarbon market and removed subsidies on this vital sector, under the pretext of competition between companies and the citizen will benefit. But what happened was that the companies led by Akhantosh fought against the people and agreed on a specific price, and they take advantage of every global circumstance to increase prices.
But my father didn't agree to it, no... his ethics didn't allow it. My father made significant profits when other companies agreed to raise prices, but his remained at a low price, attracting many customers.
Calls and requests remained in my father's rush for conviction to participate in this economic galaxy, but his attitude was strong.
After a while, a threatening message reached him, and he told no one except my mother.
He tightened the guard and stuck to his position.
One day my mother and my one-year-old sister had an accident, but they miraculously survived.
It's clear, that's him (Akhenatosh).
One day an invitation came from Akhenatosh to my father to speak.
When he returned from the meeting, his face was pale and he didn't know what to do.
Confronting this gang alone is impossible, he decided in a bold step to hold a press interview in order to expose this conspiracy
But he was kidnapped before he got to the conference, a week later a group of people came and started confiscating all our property, they charged my father with money laundering and drug dealing.
On the eve of that day, we heard in the news that they had found my father's body hanging in our country house with a suicide note saying:
I've been discovered and I don't want to spend the rest of my life in prison. Sorry, my love and my children.
The font was like my father's, but I can tell it's fake.
My life was very easy and I was born with a golden spoon in my mouth, but my life turned 180 degrees.
The shock was strong, but my reaction was strange, I didn't shed a tear, all I felt was anger, anger like extreme hunger. My food is revenge.
I knew everything that was happening, my father told me this and prepared me for the worst. I was supposed to continue the family business.
I gathered myself and took my mother, who gave me some gold that she was hiding in a safe place, and sold it in order to emigrate to the neighboring country, as the gang of Akhenatosh will not rest until my family is completely gone.
I called my loyal friend Yusuf who helped me hire someone with a rubber boat in order to escape from this monster.
It was a difficult sea journey, 20 kilometers in the crashing waves of the sea, a 16-year-old child, a vulnerable woman and a baby.
It was a huge risk, but that's better than surviving and dying like cattle under the claws of Akhenatosh.
i made it to the other shore but at what cost?
My mother lost her composure, all I did for an hour of coming out of the sea was shut her mouth in order to prevent her from screaming loudly so that the coast guard wouldn't hear us.
How could the poor woman stop herself from screaming, losing her husband and young daughter at sea. and its wealth
Yes! Little Laila fell into the sea, and became food for fish. It was the ugliest sight I have ever seen. What a cruel world!?
After she calmed down, my mother was dragged to move under cover of darkness to a safe place.
My mother lost the ability to speak, she didn't want to eat anything from what I brought.
She died a month after we emigrated.
Even I haven't spoken for a while and I'm surprised by the fact that I haven't shed a single tear yet, maybe my tears will break down when I take my revenge. But how?
I found out then that I had become seriously ill and died in the garbage container.
I thought my life ended tragically, but I got a second chance.
Now I'm a fly, I have a super fly system. The burning flames in my chest will not be extinguished until everyone who participated in this massacre pays a very high price.