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Amir told the purpose of his visit. And that he needs to help find the Sultan. He could not do it without her father’s help. Ahmed was glad to hear such words, and agreed without hesitation. Most of all, he was glad to see a guy like Amir next to her. Ahmed thanked heaven that Allah had heard his prayers and sent him such good news. While Ahmed was running around the house and fussing, a phone call rang, this call was from Sultana. – Dad, I ran away. Ahmed couldn’t believe his ears.

– How? Where are you? She ran away! Amir approached him and wanted to talk to her. But Ahmed didn’t give me the phone. – I am flying to Moscow. Amir came for me. I will see you soon.

– Do you have Amir? What is he doing there?

– He came to help you. He wants to bring me to Moscow.

– It will be great. Sultana fell silent. Her silence indicated that she could not speak.

– Daughter. I heard you. Stay in touch. Ahmed ended the conversation.

– How is she? Where is she?

– I do not know. She cannot talk. Her voice is cheerful.