A crying story with a Sudanese stranger than fiction ?!

This is a story that could be made into an exciting cinematic film. It is a story whose events extend from the land of Sudan, where the young man “Baqir” obtained his high school completion certificate. But the university in Sudan at that time did not accommodate all the successful students, and he wanted to enter the Faculty of Engineering, and he was fortunate that scholarships flowed into his country in the late sixties.

Scholarships from Eastern Europe in particular, and his share was one of those scholarships. Baqir traveled to Eastern Europe, specifically the Czech Republic

There, during his studies, he met a girl with green eyes, a magnificent figure, and golden hair... and the young Sudanese villager did not want to give in to the whims of passion. So he decided to marry her to free himself. He had what he wanted, despite the obstacles he encountered, which he was able to overcome, and little Maryam came as a natural product of a legal marriage.

Baqir finished his studies with distinction and returned with the great diploma he had longed for, his Czech wife, and his daughter, whom he gave his mother’s name, “Maryam.

It was a memorable day in that Sudanese city, which celebrated its returning son after a long absence, and as is the custom of the people of Sudan, sacrifices were slaughtered and well-wishers flocked to the humble house.

Little Maryam was the focus of everyone's attention, and his blind father made sure that all the rituals were carried out as if the girl had been born on that day.

All he cared about was that his granddaughter was born Muslim. Baqir found himself, his wife, and his daughter the center of attention in the new society, where the little girl captured the love of those around her, including the kindergarten teachers and neighbors.

The child succeeded where the foreign mother failed: to attract everyone’s affection, to become fluent in her language, to learn the principles and teachings of her religion, Islam, and to communicate with members of the community in which she lives.

Meanwhile, the mother did not like the situation. For her, drinking water was polluted, high temperatures were a problem, and dealing with people was a bigger problem, in addition to her lack of means of fun and entertainment, in addition to her lack of requirements that she cannot find in the humble supermarket in her new community...

In the end, she is unemployed and without a job. All she does is stay at home and take care of her husband and child, and all of that does not please her, but rather makes her life difficult. She found this life unbearable.

Where was the disco noise she was hearing? Where were the parties she used to go to? . The wife told her husband Baqir that she could no longer bear to stay and live in Sudan and that she wanted to return to her country

 She surprised him that she was returning with her daughter. Her husband went crazy and threatened her, so she realized that there was no use for her, while she was faced with something very important.

The opportunity came when he was away on a mission outside the city, and I took the most dangerous decision

It is escape

  With her is her daughter, Maryam

But her daughter did not take her with her to her country. Rather, she went to one of the Italian nuns working in the humanitarian field in the region and convinced her of the cruelty of the husband and the impossibility of continuing with him, and then of the necessity of keeping the child away from him because he would turn her into a dangerous Muslim woman.

 The nun believed her and kept Mary so that the mother could flee to her country, free of all responsibility after she had completely abandoned her motherhood.

As if nothing had happened as usual in the West, she easily chose to erase an entire period of time from her life. After a period of time, Baqir returned from his mission and his tragic surprise.

He almost went crazy and resorted to legal experts and others to no avail. He did not find anyone to guide him to it or direct him to it, and he was content with his fate.

By coincidence, one of his schoolmates told him that his foreign wife had died in a horrific traffic accident years ago.

He did not find anyone to tell him about the fate of his daughter Maryam. Was she with her mother when the accident occurred? Did she die???

 Questions were pressing on Baqir and he could not find an answer, which put him in a wide arena of sorrows and sorrows, especially after he obtained the address of his wife’s family, to whom he wrote about his daughter’s condition, and they suddenly received a negative response. They said to him: We thought she was still with you !!

The surprise was that he was not expecting that, wondering that his daughter was also with her mother?

 What the father did not know was that his wife was a foreigner when she decided to leave Sudan permanently. The child was placed with an Italian nun named Eva, who works in a rural area. Maryam was a fresh flower, about four or five years old at that time. Eva adopted her as her daughter, and Mary grew up in the arms of the old nun, who eventually took her with her to Italy.

Maryam - or Mary, as the nun called her - studied until she graduated as a doctor and specialized in anesthesia. All Mary knows is that her mother is “Eva,” and all that connects her to her past is a photo album containing pictures of her since childhood, a picture of the straw house that was her shelter in Sudan with her nun mother, and a picture of a foreign woman whom “Eva” said was a friend.

It seems that Mary avoided discussing with her mother, Eva, who her father was because the name she bears is Eva’s family name - Kumfto.

The days and years passed that produced the strangest meeting between a sick father and a young doctor, when Father Baqir was overcome with excruciating pain and the doctors in his country were unable to find out the cause of his illness.

They advised him that he should be examined in a hospital outside the country, especially since his employer in Sudan had covered the expenses of his treatment abroad.

It was God’s will for him to go to a famous specialized hospital in the Italian region of Padua, where his daughter (Maryam) worked on the team of doctors treating him 

In the intensive care room, despite his stress, torment, and pain, he found himself attracted to a burgundy-colored girl. The European anesthesiologist, Mary Kumfto, introduced herself to him spontaneously.

After the success of the operation and the patient’s happiness with the removal of the excruciating pain, Baqir was busy and thought about the anesthesiologist, that girl who came into her room with a bouquet of roses in her lap, congratulating him on his recovery, so he muttered phrases in Arabic, thanking and grateful for her interest in him.

She immediately asked him: Which country in the world did he come from?

He said to her: “Sudan.” As soon as she heard it, it was as if a needle had pierced her to the depths.

When Doctor Mary returned to her home, she told her mother, the nun, the news of this Sudanese patient, and she encouraged her to invite him to dinner at home when he left the hospital.

Mary welcomed this idea, especially since something in it attracted her towards him, perhaps because she spent the dawn of her childhood in that country, as her nun mother understood it.

But there was a question nagging at Mary’s heart: Why did her mother welcome this particular Sudanese patient .

At the same time, Mother Eva was wishing herself to meet the unknown guest, so that he might bring back some memories and tell her about the situation in the country she left two decades ago.

The promised day has come. The young doctor is attached to a patient who is not her first or last patient. The old nun longs and investigates to meet a stranger from a country she 

knows.

She lived there and returned with a child who was well raised and did not know anything about her father and mother. All she knew, according to the real mother’s account, was that 

the husband was the worst of husbands.

The Sudanese patient, Baqir, came to the home of the young doctor and her nun mother at the appointed time, and as soon as he entered the reception room, he was surprised by a map of Sudan hanging on one of its walls.

He began to ask himself with loud urgency: How can this old white woman be a mother to this black doctor?! . . . Then do nuns get married until they have children?! . Is it her granddaughter?...Is she an adopted mother?

. . Then what is Sudan’s relationship with its host? ...

Many questions began to plague his confused soul, and he did not calm down until Mother Eva handed him a photo album to see how she lived there.

Then she soon pondered the meanings of old Eva’s words: We are happy to have you in our home because you belong to a country we know, lived in and love.

And I came from him 25 years ago with this Mary, whom I spent my life raising and raising until she became a doctor who took care of patients like you, and dinner in that house turned into a melodrama.

When Baqir asked about Mary’s name, the old woman told him that the name was Maryam, and suddenly the situation turned into a hotbed of intense feelings, especially when he saw in the album a picture of his former foreign wife...

He was shocked and asked her: What is your relationship with this lady??! The old woman muttered: “Just a friend I met in your country.” Then Baqir realized that he was in front of his daughter, flesh and blood. 

Surprise mixed with joy and feelings with tears as he shouted to his daughter: Finally, Maryam, I have found you!

His daughter collapsed into her father's arms, bursting into tears. Yes, I finally found you, my father. My father. . That is a word that I have not said since I was born until now.

Thus, we find before us the story of a torn and confused young woman. She is now Italian by naturalization, and she has her home, her job, and her future. She is Sudanese by father’s birth.

But Sudan does not mean anything to her because she left it when she was five years old, but she finally discovered her father’s presence in life. How overwhelmingly happy she is now to find her.