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While all these events were taking place, Sultana’s father returned home and fully recovered from his illness. He was not that old and looked good enough. Karima and her husband did not want to leave him alone, believing that he was still weak. Ahmed was so grateful to his friends for what they had done for him, and believed that he had already given them a lot of trouble. – I do not even know how to thank you.

– And we do not need anything. It was an honor for us to help your daughter and take care of the father who raised such a daughter. We believe that, thanks to the Sultan, this dark man will be punished. And we will do everything that depends on us.

– You have already done a lot. Thank you very much. With these words, the guests left. Ahmed was left alone, and did not yet realize that he was at home. The realization that he was alone did not come to him, and he did not want to understand it. Ahmed was looking forward to the call from the police, with the news that his daughter was alive. Karima’s husband put the house in order after the debacle, which was arranged by Arthur’s people. They also bought groceries, cooked food, and Ahmed could only wait for good news. But there was no news. And he understood that at any moment there could be news that Sultana was no more. Time passed, and Ahmed completely faded. He stopped leaving the house. To cook food, and had little contact with the neighbors.