
the phone made a sound that seemed to be a sign of an incoming call.In one of the blue cloud team bags, a song Maher Zain entitled rahmatan Lilalamin, sang, I heard filling the silence in the room.
It was already half-five, the dawn prayer had arrived and everyone was preparing to carry it out. Nisda approached one of the bags on the table, unzipped and picked up a cell phone with the name written on it.
"just pick...