Prologue II
Dawn had just anchored at horizon. The sky was bright, rooster patter clearly. Sound the adzhan (prayer call) is clear through the loudspeakers in mosques . The dawn time.
"Honey, please I could not move," Malik appealed for help.
"No kidding, dear," said Maiza soft, "Yes, indeed, can not live up to this, very heavy."
Muse gets her husband. He touched her husband's hand. It's really weird seeing. Her husband could not move, let alone to get out of bed.
"O Allah! What's going on? "
"I do not know!"
Malik is still stiff, his hands and feet cannot be lifted. Something has happened to Malik. That has never happened before this.
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Reminiscence of Goodwill Bridge
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