He adjusted his position again and put on his motor B model, the clock that was tied to his wrist and he looked at it again and estimated that one minute was spent standing at the door of the house, of course, apart from a big reason, there is nothing that will make him wait like this, there is nothing he hates in his life like waiting,he is a law-abiding person who does not agree with the model of this statement that the Hausas give time to the African time.

  He lowered his hand and turned his gaze to the straight get that was attached to the wall in front of the house which was the door that would be used to give charity to the real inside of the house, while waiting for that, the door started trying to open.


 She slowly walked to where he was, wearing a fitted shirt and skirt that sat on her body, she covered her body with a veil that was not as medium, he slowly tried to cover his face with a smile even though her face was full of kadaham, that didn't bother him. even though he was angry, not cheerful and she was not tied there,she was looking at him from a distance, as she used to do to him every time he visited her, his body was a blue shirt and a pair of medium-sized jeans, his legs were wearing open shoes and the hand stitches of the Wambai Gate market, and the clothes were beautiful to him. There is nothing wrong with it, he went to his sergeant and went to her, which revealed again the secret of the beauty that God has given him,there is no doubt that apart from one thing, Muhammad has completed a husband who can be shown anywhere, but this one thing that he has lost has made her remove him from the system of a person who deserves to marry her.

"Welcome to Princess Zulaiha" he said in his small voice which is one of the things that impresses Zulaihan with him, even though she doesn't think she can give him the opportunity to be in her life, he continues to study her face indirectly and answer him
"Goodbye" she said in a way of smelling and smelling
"Until I was desperate, I thought today I wouldn't be able to see you"
"It's almost like that is about to happen, because we're going to go out with my mother, and I don't know you're going to come, now I'm going to tell you..she said standing up and frowning and he let out a smile as he put his head down and played with the stones that were lying at the door of the house, he didn't say anything except the smile that he continued to give out and he was talking to him with his heart, he must know that this day is coming, more than that and I am here in the near future, this is not a strange thing for him,zulaiha is not the first woman to have a similar incident between them, but he will not cut her off quickly, he will wait for her until the day he will tell her to cut the relationship between them and her mouth, then after he completes this thought and then he will look up
"Shikenan....no worries...sorry" without a tank she turned around and intended to go back into their house
"Greet the mother when you join"
"She will hear" she said as she pulled the small one down and entered the house and closed the door of the house.

  He shook his head after entering the house, smiling and biting his lower lip, he skilfully climbed on top of the motorcycle after waking him up and ran away from the line, his heart was full of thoughts and surprise, the surprise that he has not left for years. This thing is confusing him, is life really back?he thanked God that he did not rush to judge his life.


  He got on the road without making a long journey and started to get off the tarmac to the slope of the road, with a series of black and white cars at least five times he started trying to stop, which even before he reached the point where some seven young people were wearing a black coat and white they came to him,each of his faces was attached to a black glass, which made you unable to see the beauty of his eyes, and he gave them a lot of charisma, one of them took the stick motorcycle and got down, while the other approached him and opened the door of one of the cars. she was beautiful and big, until he saw that he entered and closed the door for him,the others went around and entered the rest of their cars, while one of them crossed the motorcycle and followed them behind.


  "Okay, is there any change or progress today?" A handsome young man who is at least thirty-four years old, who was sitting from the corner of the car holding the magazine, said looking at him, his face was showing signs of laughter, he started trying to remove his shoes and his watch without looking at him or answering him. a button in front of his sit,a small box came out and put the watch on the shoe including the phone in his hand called VIVO after he turned it off, turned the box into his environment and leaned on the chair and looked back at him

"What do you think mahmoud?", she looked like the others, it seemed to be getting damaged again" he finished the speech, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath