ful colors....      Trees swayed, surrounded by tall, towering mountains of houses. On one side, a wind blew as if it were pouring rain. A loud recitation of the Quran was heard from a mosque on the edge of a sprawling neighborhood filled with houses and everyday amenities... It is a tall building that you have to look up to see its full height. It is painted with a very shiny and eye-catching paint. It is a small door that will lead you inside the house. The wooden door opens and closes when entering and exiting the house. As you enter the house, you will be greeted by eye-catching and eye-catching interior designs. In addition, there is a large screen/frame with the name of Allah Almighty written in large letters 'Yaa Hayyu Yaa Qayyum..' There are floors on the left and right as you enter the house while the elevator faces east. How beautiful and elegant this house is. Because the pen is too small to express the beauty of the house and the people inside it...    ×××He adjusted his posture on the chair he was sitting on. He reached out and held out his hand, his glasses growing more visible in his eyes. The WhatsApp was back on for the first time in a while. He looked at the group name, which was written in bold letters, 'Zuri'ar Ardo Kandemi'. All his relatives prayed for him and his family to return safely and make them well. If you take two of the other relatives, I will make you keep them aside. Sam didn't say anything about all the things he said. He was so surprised that they skipped over what he had said to them after he called their names one by one. They did not answer him. Then they continued with a different story. His soul yearned for them very much. But he only suppressed it. He spoke to them again and said goodbye, saying: In a few hours they will go to the airport and catch their flight to Nigeria. He turned off the wifi completely and put the phone in the front pocket of his long blue robe. As he sat with his hands clasped together, lost in thought, his daughter entered his parlor, her mouth wide open, and she greeted him. He responded by returning her smile, which made her cheeks flush. She was dressed in a long sky-blue dress that was shimmering with pink glitter. She covered her head with a veil. A bag hung from one shoulder and a small phone in her hand. "Abby, good morning..." "Good morning, my mother." She let out another soft smile, clasping her fingers together as her mouth tried to move. He studied her, so he also stood up, looking at his watch. "I hear you..." "Abbiey, I'm going to the store I told you about yesterday." "We're about to go to the airport