They heard a loud noise from the gate, which made the guard not even open the gate, and the nose of the car was pushed into the house, which was a little bit behind the guard, he jumped and released the gate and jumped to the side, in confusion the driver of the car who seemed to be the owner of the house parked and came to his senses. The others in the car also ran towards the house, it was known that they did not leave anyone in the house before they left, so where was this noise coming from and who was inside? That was the question that they all asked themselves in their hearts before he went to the guard in confusion because he was the one who should answer this question. "Who is Musa in this house?" He said while giving him a suspicious look, Musa answered him in a trembling voice, saying, "May God help your soul, I swear I don't know".  "What? You don't know, whose car is at the door? How did someone get into this house, you don't know? So what's the point of your work? What's going on in the house..?" He didn't finish running until a young woman came out saying, "Oh my God, they killed him, oh my God, I'm going to die". He turned around violently, he couldn't understand where her words were going, so who was killed? he asked himself, he couldn't move as if he had been shot in the head or his legs could not lift, he just stared at her, as if someone had been shot and quickly grabbed her, seeing how she had completely lost her senses due to the intense fear and tension she had discovered, her breathing started to rise and fall as she showed him the way into the hall of the house, saying again, "They killed him!"  Hearing this, he quickly let go of her and headed towards the house, feeling his heart beating loudly, which his eyes recognized when he entered the room, causing him to feel a kind of heart palpitations, he almost fell back and quickly grabbed the chair next to him, feeling as if his heart was being crushed.

His eyes lifted and focused on the handsome young man standing in the room, holding a knife in his hand, all bloodied, his face was composed, there were no signs of fear or anxiety at being caught in this situation, let alone regret, next to him was a young woman with her hands covering her mouth and crying, crying so much that if you look at her, you will understand how he changed her appearance by changing the color of her face to red, while the color of her white eyes became fierce and continued to beat her. In front of them, a large woman was hugging a young man who was lying in blood or moving, crying and shaking him, and the Sabbath was over.  Seeing that she was sure he would not wake up, she stood up in a kind of anger and pain and went towards the young man who was standing holding the knife that you can see below that was used to harm him who was lying in blood without a trace on his body, she went and took him and slapped him twice because she was sure that he was the one who did this, with wide eyes and a loud voice she said "Whose son are you? Who are you? What brought you into this house? Who sent you to do this to him? What did my son do to you?". She kept asking him questions while choking on the collar of his shirt before bursting into a kind of cry and falling to the ground, the young man could not answer her except for the ground he had lowered himself because until then there was no sign of regret for what had happened or fear in him, apart from pure misery and pity, there was nothing in his eyes that were as fierce as if pepper had been sprayed. 

The woman's cry brought the man back to his senses as he spoke.  "Innalillahi wainna ilaihirrajiun". That was the only word he could say and he pulled out his phone, he dialed a number and picked it up, in a voice that showed he was full of worry he said. "Commissioner I want you to send me your child here at my house, please give him a long life". On the other hand the Commissioner of Police replied to him with, "Now here but sir I hope he is fine?" "He is fine.." he then recounted all the events that they wanted to inform him of, feeling his eyes trying to bring the ball to his eyes and feeling the world had turned upside down for him, he was completely confused and did not know what to do other than call the authorities.