The wind blew and he picked up his laptop and continued his work. At 1:47am, his eyes began to droop. He had to close the laptop and slowly lay down on the bed, even though he was a little tired, but he was sure that he would wake up with a new problem. For him, the matter of Nimrah and her quarrels were starting to get out of hand. Sending was like what she had been waiting for. Your Majesty, the bed was rearranged on Dada's body overnight.           She prayed and mentioned everything that came to her mind. Even GOD helped the unrest that was trying to break out calmed down in the trust of GOD, from that, sleep also came to him because he could hear it very well. The call to prayer woke him up, he did not need to wake her up in the way they were lying, so he carefully moved her on his body and laid her in the middle of the bed, adjusting her blanket and then went to bed.  As much as he wanted to get up, he had to sit on the edge of the bed with one hand on his head, the other holding his stomach and the other holding his hands, he held on to it for a few minutes until he was a little tired and then he went to the bathroom. After a few minutes, he came out, wiping his head and neck, showing signs of being wet, his bodysuit also showed that it was coffee color. He quickly finished his laundry and went to the hospital's mosque.... Nimrah's head was trying to disperse and she was surprised to see that Dada was in the room and had slept. Even though he had to return to the mosque to pray, he woke her up. From the way she was sitting on the edge of the bed, she stared at the white bodysuit. It wasn't on his body last night.       The correction in his voice that he had put on made her look up completely and look at him. Then she quickly averted her eyes because he was also looking at her. She stood up as if an egg had burst inside her and headed for the toilet in the room.  It was a single room with only two beds, everything I needed was there, even fright. What surprised me was that the other bed did not show any sign of being slept on, why did she wonder where he would sleep? Wasn't he sitting on this chair?. She had no one to answer this, so she came out to the servants, from where she was she raised her eyes slightly and stole his gaze, thinking he would get up and quickly turned away.         He also looked at her from the corner of his eye and pulled away so that he could put on the Quran in his hand. Without any hesitation, she came out, the prayer she saw spread out and used it and went up after taking the hijab she saw and put it on. Even though she had to say the azkar and then stood up. She quietly reached where he was, her head on the ground and she fell on the ground next to him, struggling to intertwine her fingers.           “Dada, I am sleeping”.     His eyes slowly lifted from the Quran and stared at her, intently looking at her clasped hands. She heard no response and repeated the greeting, raising them to steal his gaze and they met. She thought she had just pushed her lips forward.         His lips moved slightly as if he was about to smile. But he didn't. He closed the Quran and put it in the drawer next to her bed. Without thinking, he just held out his white hand to her, the claws were trimmed and they were shining brightly. She looked at her hand, then she looked at his again, trying to avoid hers.         “Don't you want us to get the reward of a handshake, Kiddo?”         Nimrah felt a kind of yuuuu from her toes to the middle of her head because of the way Dadan spoke, his voice choked, the hair on the bottom of her head like it was dripping.  He also grabbed her hand and squeezed it a little, as he had to lift it up to look at him. Her gaze also had a kind of expression that he could not interpret, and he held her eyes in his and she could not pull away.       Tears began to gather in her eyes, until he could see their sparkles. Her lips danced as if she was going to burst into tears and she said, “Dadahhhh”.             His eyes moved away from hers. Then he pulled his hand away without answering the call she had given him and went back to the chair where he had just sat down. He had to confirm what was bothering him and went back to lie down and then spoke in a calm voice.