
Hannah is still faithful in Zein's arms. Her husband also did not throw his wife into the water tower or the signal tower. He still faithfully returned Hannah's embrace. Zein's shirt was also wet from tears.
Zein vines into Hannah's hijab she gently sweeps her girl's head fondly caressing. Uh, like the one who's in love. Not yet woy yet he.
" It's okay Han. There's no snot, is there?" zein's doctor joking at him made Hannah hit the chest of the lukewarm field...