He was driving slowly because he had reached the area in front of the children's school, which was filled to the brim with a crowd of children who had just been let out. He clicked his tongue in annoyance as he glanced at his expensive watch and stepped on the brake, just like the other drivers who had stopped because the yellow piper had signaled them to halt.

His mood was quite agitated, which was no surprise. His face lacked any cheerfulness, a fact well known to those close to him. Despite his usual jovial nature, he could quickly transform into a frightening figure due to his constant medication. His eyes were always hidden behind dark glasses, a consequence of the intense crying that he had been unable to stop since the significant loss he had suffered six months ago.

To this day, he remained a pitiful sight to everyone who saw him. Anyone with compassion would feel for this young man, full of youthful vigor, who had lost something so precious. ZAHRA ADAM ISHAQ, his closest companion since childhood, was the one he lost. He had cherished her above all else, caring for her in a way he never had for anyone else. But one day, a sudden illness took Zahra's life, just three days before their wedding.

He had been thrown into an indescribable turmoil, with many fearing he had gone mad. Yet, God in His mercy gave him the strength to endure, even though he swore he would never look at another woman after losing Zahra.

Many women had tried to win his heart, some even sent by their parents, while others sent him texts. But to this day, he had not found anyone to take Zahra's place. He touched the side of his face as he remembered Aneesa, who used to stick to him like chewing gum because of her affection. She was the daughter of his mother's friend.

Without realizing it, he shook his head. Then, as if by some divine intervention, he looked to his right and saw her among the crowd of children, dressed in a blue uniform and white hijab with a small school bag slung over her shoulder. A terrible feeling of dread washed over him, and he removed his glasses, rubbing his eyes as his heart pounded.

As she crossed to his side, the number of children had significantly decreased. She was walking, teasing the other children around her. Her eyes suddenly locked with Ishaq's, who was so focused on her that he didn't notice the signal to move forward.

The drivers behind him bombarded him with honks, jolting him back to reality. One driver even overtook him, shouting, "Are you an idiot? If you're here to ogle women, move aside and let us pass."

Ishaq didn't respond. He adjusted the car's parking, his heart pounding wildly due to the shock.