Jenin - "Jerusalem" dot com - Ali Samoudi - a slump and a heartbreak, the thirty-year-old refugee, Yasmin Muhammad Omar Ighbariya, from the Jenin camp, embraced her son Dirar Riyad Al-Hajj Saleh (Al-Kafrini), in the mortuary room, in the Martyr Khalil Suleiman Governmental Hospital, after only an hour From his elevation as a martyr by the bullets of the occupation, and she insisted on teaching him the two testimonies while praying for him.

(Greetings be upon the Prophet, the Chosen One, may our Lord unite us in him and in you, in the gardens of eternity, and I ask God to accept you as a martyr, my beloved of my heart) And she repeats: “God is pleased with you.

The takbeers became louder, and the attempts of the family, relatives, and friends of the martyr were loud, as they tried to calm the mother, “Umm Dhirar,” and alleviate her anguish and distress, especially after she drowned in a sea of tears while addressing her martyr, “Forgive me, mother.. Peace be upon the Messenger.” But the bereaved mother, insisted on To continue hugging her son and reciting Quranic verses at his head, and asking his two sisters, Rafif (13 years old) and Nour (5 years), to hug him, kiss him, and bid him farewell, as she recalls his virtues, and repeats: “He was affectionate and kind-hearted, righteous and the closest person to me and his sisters, and today is our soul and our life.” I went with him to the grave.. Who wants to make light and Rafif happy? This is a criminal and unjust occupation. It kills our children, steals our lives, and destroys our dreams.

Dirar was born, raised and brought up in the Jenin camp, 16 years and nine months ago, and his mother says: "He never upset me, nor did he lose sight of me for a moment, and I feel that the bullet that hit him hit us all.. My son was not wanted and he was still young.. The occupation killed him with hasty blood. I feel proud because he had a patriotic spirit, and he had magnanimity, fraternity, and love for his country, and he was never late to participate in marches and events and carry martyrs, and despite that, there is no reason for his execution.”

Dirar's comrades narrate that he had a great patriotic spirit, and was always keen to participate in national activities and marches.

As usual, Dirar did not delay in performing his duty when the occupation and special units stormed the Jenin camp and surrounded the house of Sheikh Bassam al-Saadi. Like dozens of residents of the camp, he rose and participated in the confrontations and confronting the army, which met with fierce resistance. He was hit by a bullet in the face, and according to doctors, it led to an explosion in his face Severe bleeding and his martyrdom. The Jenin Brigade described him as one of the heroes of the night confusion, who rose as a martyr while carrying out his sacred jihadi duty and confronting the occupation forces.

Immediately after Dirar arrived at the Martyr Khalil Suleiman Governmental Hospital, the doctors announced his death, at a time when his mother, Yasmine, was in her home in the Jenin camp, so she suddenly felt constriction and suffocation before the news reached her. Her shock was great when she did not find his corpse, which was carried on the shoulders of his comrades, as they roamed the streets of the camp, indignant and angry, vowing to continue his path. So she sat on the hospital gate until he approached her, so she could not control her nerves, and she started screaming that did not stop even after he was brought to her house to take a last farewell look at his corpse. Immaculate, so she bid him farewell with tears and her tongue begged the Lord of the worlds to accept him with the prophets and martyrs in the gardens of bliss.

In the hospital, there were many pictures and poignant scenes. Dirar’s friends collapsed from crying, and his resistance brothers embraced him with patience and loyalty. As for his father, he could not control himself, so he cried hard and bid him farewell with tears, while the father of the martyr Amjad Al-Fayed, who rose about two months ago, stood beside him. And he was patient, and after a long silence, the father said: "Praise be to God, who honored him with martyrdom and this rank, and God willing, to the gardens of eternity." Then he hugged his son and said: "Sleep well. We will not forget you, and your spirit will remain alive and accompany us forever."