𝘼 𝙑𝙊𝙄𝘾𝙀 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 || 𝖪𝖳𝖧 Halal 𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 ||

Chap 23: Caesar Cipher Method

Taehyung went inside his room and brought the radio from his drawer. He dialed the frequency for Palestine, his heart racing with anticipation. It had been 10 minutes, and the radio was still dialing, but there was no response from the other side. Just as he was about to turn it off, a female's beautiful voice was heard from the other side.

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In the Palestinian community, people were busy with their daily activities. Some were resting, while others were preparing food. Ibraheem was dusting some sheets when he heard the slight ringing of the radio, indicating an incoming signal. He quickly reached for his bag, trying not to draw attention to himself, and was about to head upstairs when Alfid called out to him.

"Hey Ibraheem, come over and help me cut this wood!"

Ibraheem stopped in his tracks. "Okay, go, I'm coming in a minute."

But Alfid insisted, "I need to cut it now, please come."

Ibraheem reluctantly walked towards Alfid, following him to the woodcutting area. As he walked, his eyes fell upon Yusra, who was cleaning her face with a piece of cloth. He quickly approached her and whispered urgently, "Yusra, go upstairs and answer the radio. I've got work to do, but I'll be there in 5 minutes. Go!"

Yusra looked at him curiously but didn't ask questions. She quickly headed upstairs.

Meanwhile, Taehyung was waiting anxiously on the other end of the radio, unaware of the brief delay on the Palestinian side. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Yusra's voice came through the radio...

Hearing a female voice Taehyung cleared his throat to sound more respectful and said, "Hello?"

Yusra on the other side replied, "Please wait a minute, my uncle must be coming in any minute."

Taehyung said, "Okay, I'm waiting."

After a silence of a few seconds, Taehyung asked, "Umm, is everything alright there? You answered very late?"

The Yusra on the other side of the radio replied, "Yeah, it's not so good, but Alhamdulillah. And actually, as you know, there's an imposter among us, that's why only two people know we're talking to you."

Taehyung's eyes widened in understanding. "Oh, I see."

Yusra spoke up again, "You're alright? I mean, no one knows there about it, right?"

Taehyung's grip on the radio tightened, his mind racing with the implications. "No, no one knows. I'm alone in this."

The woman's voice took on a serious tone. "Good. We can't trust anyone right now. My uncle will speak to you soon."

Ibraheem came back to Yusra and said, "Dear, give it to me now." Yusra handed the radio to her uncle Ibraheem.

Ibraheem instructed Yusra, "Stand at the stairs side and tell me if anyone comes. Okay, keep an eye." Yusra nodded her head and stood near the stairs, watching cautiously.

Taehyung, hearing their conversation, thought to himself, "They're so active and enthusiastic about this."

Ibraheem's voice came through the radio again, "Hello, you there?" Taehyung replied, "Yes, I'm."

Ibraheem asked, "So, how's everything going? I mean, you said you'll do something." Taehyung sighed, "Sir, I got scammed. I gave $100,000 to a fund organization a week ago. They promised me that they'll send each penny to Palestine, so I wanted to confirm whether it reached or not."

Ibraheem's expression turned serious, his eyes widening in shock. He couldn't believe what he was hearing.

Ibraheem's eyes widened in disbelief as he listened to Taehyung's story.
"My friend..." he began, his voice trailing off as he processed the enormity of the situation.
"Man, you can't be serious! You gave this much money to a fund organization? Did you really think they'll support you and not corrupt the funds?"