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 her legs crossed and sat on the sofa, saying, "That's right, it's your restaurant. I said, have you ever seen the owner there?" Safna slowly shook her head and said, "No, I've never seen him before, but it's not just one restaurant. He has many restaurants. The one I work at is very small. I wanted you to see his restaurant in Washington. I swear by the glass that you did it. Especially when senior ministers and businessmen visit the restaurant, they also have to make a reservation one week before. He's not a small person." Esra quietly said to her, "But, hasn't anyone ever gone to the restaurant to check it out?" Safna shook her head and said, "No, honestly, I've never seen him before. I don't even know his name. It's just that when we were in meetings, our manager talked about him, but he never said his name." "Okay, thank you," Esra said before opening her laptop and continuing her work. Safna stood there, her eyes fixed on one side as if she was thinking about something. Then she said to Esra, "Esra, do you know something? There is a man who often comes to the restaurant every Monday. He is always our first client. And every time he comes, he only drinks coffee and leaves." Esra raised her head and looked at her and said, "You would recognize him if you saw him? Maybe he is the owner of the restaurant, you never knew." "Yes, I can recognize him, very well. You see, he always comes with a laptop in his hand, typing. It's around 9 o'clock and then he leaves the restaurant. One day, the two of them come, but I've never seen his face, honestly." "Okay, now go take a shower and we'll talk later." Safna just answered her before she got up, picked up her bag, headed down the corridor, and entered her bedroom, leaving Esra sitting there alone doing her work. ____________________________________ ▪LAGOS (NIGERIA) A handsome young man was sitting on a chair, in the middle of a beautiful garden. He is a handsome young man, no more than 36 years old, his skin is chocolate, when you see him you see a complete Bahushe from front to back. He was wearing some khaki suits, but they looked awful on him. He was holding the phone, pressing it, and smiling. He was just like that, a handsome old man arrived at the place where he was greeting, he was wearing a white long-sleeved robe, his face was not wrinkled or exposed, he must have been 60 years old, but looking at his body, he was so relaxed that he was even lighter than the young man sitting there, and he didn't stop smiling, you would think he was 40 years old. The young man slowly raised his head and greeted him before standing up, extending his hand to him, and saying, "Welcome, uncle." The man smiled slightly, and offered his hand for a kiss. and then he sat on the other chair that was being held by the young man. He sat down and said, "Irfan, did you remember me today?" Irfan returned, sat down, bowed his head a little and said, "No, uncle, you know it's a work situation, or this time I'm just standing here, I'll go back tomorrow because I'm going back to London." " Masha Allah , Allah has helped , Allah has increased the glory " "Ameen, my Lord, thank you, uncle," Irfan said respectfully. The man let out a beautiful smile before saying, "Oh, you left your father, your mother, and your other siblings? I hope you left them safe?" "Alhamdoulilah uncle, they are here safely, they even said to greet you when I come" The man nodded and slowly said, "Thank God, I won't stop you. I've already spoken to your father to send you. Let's talk. I hope you'll listen to me with an understanding ear." Irfan respectfully said, "Uncle, you don't have to talk to me. I already know everything because Daddy told me. I support you one hundred percent. God willing, we won't let you down. It will strengthen the bond between our families. I, for my part, have no problems. I just hope that God will grant us good luck." The man thanked God and said, "Alhamdulillah, Alhamdulillah, you know that your father and I grew up together, since we were children, you played together, you studied together, only work separated us, since we were young you made this decision, I hope this will further strengthen our friendship, and that we become one family through you." Irfan laughed a little before saying, "Uncle, we are all one family. Don't forget, I was born here. I was there when I was playing with your thighs. God willing, we will fulfill your wishes. We only ask for your blessings and prayers." "May you always be blessed, my child." "Thank you Uncle, I'm sorry but I have to go, there is a place waiting for me." The man let out a beautiful smile before saying, "No, don't worry, but be patient, she hasn't returned yet, but I'll send her number to Daddy to give you, even if it's just a greeting before the time comes." "Don't worry, uncle, thank you very much," he finished, standing up. Slowly, the man stood up and said musbaha, and as soon as they said salaam, Irfan left the place, and he went back to sit down, took out his phone, and started typing. It lasted about ten minutes before a beautiful woman entered the garden holding a tray with two glasses of juice. The woman is very beautiful, she is about 45 to 50 years old, one look at her and you will know that she is the mother of Esra, their son is very similar, Esra will only try to light her, but if you look at her body, you will know that she is getting rest, and care. She was wearing a beautiful red Abaya, a white Hijab that reached just above her chest, her face had a cool smile, and she was walking calmly. She then approached the old man and sat on the chair that Irfan had left. She placed the tray on the floor because there was no table there. In a calm voice, she said to the old man, "Engineer, has Irfan left yet? I brought you juice." The Engineer laughed a little before saying, "No, he said he had work, maybe he'll be back next week, because tomorrow he'll be going back to London." She nodded slowly before reaching out and grabbing a glass of juice and handing it to him. He reached out and accepted it, thanking her. She didn't say anything to him, she reached out and took the glass and began to drink it quietly. Then she said to him, "Do you see this decision you have made? Who is it for?" He said to her in confusion, "What's going on? I don't understand." "You know your girl better