Back Scream, 2 Octave

In Paris, of course, the air feels cooler even though there is sunlight rising in the gaps of the perfectly split clouds in the sky.

Just finished arranging piles of clothes and luggage in each place, Zulfa immediately lay down right on the king-size bed in the hotel. She removed the veil that covered her head because she wanted to cover the aurat by the provisions in Islam, leaving her hair which was always hidden from the view of outsiders to look like that.

Taking a deep breath, she turned around to massage the bridge of her nose which was feeling quite dizzy. "Huft..." That was all that came out of her mouth, no words to express how she felt.

"Fa, is everything done? Sorry, I just came back after buying food for us, I also took the time to exchange euros."