At night I was awake at the second watch. I am doing the opposite, but do not sleep. Suddenly a light sound sounded out. Some people are reading the Koran. I got up from the bed. I followed that voice and went ahead. I went in front of a small open door. Mono is coming out from the noise. We got inside. I had a lamp in my hand. In his light, I saw a mosque inside. A green color lamp is burning. A blanket spread on the table. A young man sitting on the east facing him read the Quran. What a wonderful voice, what a clear pronunciation. The Quran is studying the whole heart. Who has stood beside him - there is no notice at all.

I think one thing is coming. How did this young man escape when everyone in this palace was turned into a pasana? Even if he was outside the palace at that moment, this curse would not be a test. Because, the whole city is the same state.

I greeted her and greeted her. He also greeted me. I said, I am fascinated by this wonderful Quranic reading. You do not stop, I'm happy to hear you too.

She smiled a little. Said, well, beautiful, first tell me, how do you come here? Then I'll tell you what I want to hear.

I told him my story. Now I asked him, "I entered the city and I was very much impressed. All of the stones have become idols? And how did you survive?

He closed the Koran and put it in a bag and he was Asked me to sit beside him I was sitting I looked at his face and looked good. Beautiful face filled with a beautiful face. Like a full moon charm. I lost myself in the mood to be in front of her majestic calm face. What makes her body beautiful is beautiful.