Reem ran to Bassem: "Bassem!" The man's dead daughter wants ice cream! His voice: - Don't interrupt our livelihood, Reem, and let the day pass and then we can talk. She exhaled in despair, and came to her from behind as she leaned forward to make requests: - The man's daughter who is sitting there, Delilah "Dead...!" She interrupted her expression. A shiver ran through her body when she saw that the customer whom Delilah leaned over to serve food to was nothing more than a black cat, standing upright, with a white towel on his chest.