PART 3 - The Reveal
It was a quiet day in the Protectorate of El Rif. While Mustafa Begum decided to keep working on the forseeable future, Abdul Al-Rasheed had to do the ugly work. That meant announcing, on the Local TV Prime Time, after hacking it, the creation of a terrorist group and the uprise against the Spanish Government in order to achieve independence. Hours before the speech, he decided to have a walk with her wife, Haya. Haya was beautiful, a woman everyone would love to marry in El Rif if Abdul ever died. "My piece of cake, tell me, why are we going to do this? I want you to be alive, I want you to be next to me every single night when we lay in our bed. I don't want you to have a weapon and shoot against the Spanish soldiers before they kill you!" Said Haya, who didn't speak so much about his husband's private affairs. She was really careful when she needed to comment about any thing her husband was doing, because any mistake could make her turn from rich to poor, from wished to refused, from alive to dead.
Al-Rasheed looked at her and removed his sunglasses. He looked so serious, like if he was going to shout to her spouse. Her assistants, who were looking at the couple from Haya's windows, retired from those and went back to their labours. Everyone at that palace knew how crazy Abdul could turn if anybody ever dared to challenge him. But this time, no shouts took place, nothing, everything was still calm and nearly silent. "My darling, my sweetheart, I know that what I am going to do in a few hours is risky and dangerous. I know we will lose everything we have got so far, because Spain will give nothing up so easy. But we need to rise with weapons and show the Spanish Oppressor what we really want, and that's freedom." Said Abdul, nearly conquering his wife's heart once again. Haya spoke: "My king, our princes will be finally released from the Spaniards, I can't wait to see you as the sovereign of El Rif, as the King of all the Saharauis. You will be always my king, and I'm ready to have more princes and bring them to this world." There was no time to lose, or that's what Abdul Al-Rasheed thought.
The time flew and it was the time. Abdul's hackers were working on diverting the signal to the palace, while Abdul was ready to read the speech. Everything was ready, nothing could fail. Just 5 minutes to declare war on Spain, to follow the Basque's example from the 90s and start the path towards freedom. Just 5 minutes to see the whole world of Jesús Aguilar crumble, to see how much King Felipe would get mad at them. 5 minutes to change the World, to challenge Europe and Spain's allies. 5 minutes to triumph.