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– What are you so sad about?

– Does it show that I am sad?

– «You can’t fool me.

– I just miss my dad.

– My girl, I understand you, but there is not much left, be patient. Soon you will leave this country and you will miss Moscow. Sultana was looking up and dreaming about something.

– «You’re right. Maybe I will miss Moscow. But we will see each other. We are from the same city.

– Yes. Sure. God has joined our destinies, and we will communicate. We were in the right place at the right time, and this is no accident. Therefore, it is fate. Sultana was smiling happily. Imagining returning home. And how she walks along a familiar street and is not afraid of anything.

Meanwhile, Lily’s abduction became known immediately after her abduction. A statement was written to the police. Lilya was stolen very carefully, but the police officer who accepted the statement admitted the idea that it was the work of Arthur. Relatives could not understand why and how their child disappeared. – It is not exactly summer.