حكايات لم يمحها الرصاص و الزمان

​In the heart of Yathrib, where mud houses embraced the secrets of a budding faith, a tender flower grew in a field of thorns. Young Umair ibn Sa'd was taking his first steps into manhood, carrying the heavy memory of an orphan whose heart was broken by his father's early passing. However, fate did not leave him alone; Julas ibn Suwayd opened the doors of his home and heart to him, marrying Umair’s mother to become a father to the boy—not by blood, but by soul—and a mentor who moved him from the narrowness of poverty to the vastness of a dignified life. ​The relationship between Julas and Umair was a beautiful human masterpiece; Julas spared neither money nor affection, and Umair spared neither righteousness nor obedience. That was until that scorching summer arrived, where the heat came not only from the glow of the sun but from the fire of trials that would burn masks and reveal the true faces of men. ​The Omen of "Al-Usrah" and the Earthquake of a Word ​The caller ...