Mohamed's point of view:
A few hours later
The next morning
That night was rather long, I kept having nightmares and looking back every minute. My heart doesn't stop beating so much that I'm stressed out about what's going on with my family. I can't wait to reach my sister on the phone but I tell myself it's early to make any calls. Indeed, it is six in the morning and I am already up. I only fell asleep for a few hours.
I head for the bathroom to take my shower. It took me thirty minutes to get out of it all dressed up. In order to get a change of scenery, I walk to my balcony once I have performed my prayer. The air is quite pleasant and soft, this place is so peaceful, I will not hesitate to go there regularly to recharge my batteries after long, busy working weeks. I admire the beautiful view surrounded by the greenery, when I run into an old couple hugging and kissing they are living their best life.
When will it be my turn?