This story is about a very very beautiful girl. He is the flower in a city that smells good to the neighboring countries. Not many had seen his face, few had heard of his voice, and one could count the fingers of those who had dealt with him.
She is an owner of beauty who is awake like an angel in the garden of heaven. As naturally, the girl also harbored a sense of love. Love grew, strangely, to a young man whom he had never seen, never heard of, and had not yet had his form in his mind.
Just because of a news. Only because of the stories that were circulating. That this young man is handsome like the Prophet Yusuf in this era. That his morals are holy. That his knowledge is high. That the transfer is envious. That his piety has been tested repeatedly.
