Jawab (The Answer Of A Riddle)

                   A gray-haired woman who was struggling to find a book, the book that gave a meaning to her understanding in her work as a person, the book that made her feel closer to what they called as eternal love,  found herself at a rack of books where mirrored her life filled with knowledge & exposure to believes, concepts, & wide imagination. "Here it is, it was on my tea table all this time. My age is catching up with me", she giggled. With her weak hands, she passed it to Jake, "Al-Quran, my life, happiness that it brought, Islam, i really feel grateful not to give up when he left", "I think i know what this is, can you tell me where did you get it? Who teach this knowledge?" insisted Jake. "Well, he's an old man that lives in Nellshire, works as a carpenter near the blacksmith. His name is Mr. Salahuddin". Then, Jake & Karen in silent, as if they found the answer to their mystery. While Kyle still figuring out the old lady's identity, the trio asked permission to put themselves to bed. They set the mattress for each of them in two rooms, for the boys, & one for the girl. "My dear, tomorrow, we will go to Nellshire & we'll sort this out. I promise with the name who create this book, we'll make it through the day", Karen nodded with great anticipation.

                      In the next morning, the three of them gave their greetings to the lovely old lady for her kindness & hospitality. They made their move, walking down the trail swiftly with a need for speed. "Why are you both walking so fast? Do you both have plans afterwards? Because i want to tag along", "We're going to Nellshire, to find Karen's father & the origin of Al-Quran. We don't mind if you want to come, but we'll be going today". Kyle paused & at that second he were confused with what his friends intentions, so, he just agreed with the journey, with a mission to unveil this mystery. After arriving at the village, they asked Uncle Albert to move with haste by telling Karen's urgent matter with her father that need to discussed. There, the trio hopped on the carriage & Uncle Albert as the transporter, they all moved to the next town. Mahu Gron with no objections, let his son go on a quest, saying that he needed the exposure of others customs. Although the people were sad of their early departure, but they gave a warm goodbye to their guests.

                      It was a clear sunny day, as if the storm was actually cleaning the sky, the trio sought out to find that one answer about a mystery of a book. They passed through some mountains, rivers & farms,  where they found themselves in another era, where buildings were standing tall & roads were flattened with soil that were hardened by strong heat. They stopped at a shop where the old man met his acquaintances, a bar near on a street where the sign board said 'Ondron Road' at the side walk. They walked along that road, doing their best to find either the target person, or the shop that the old lady mentioned. "I think this is the place. It's written 'Sir Salahuddin & Woods', so, that beard guy maybe our writer. Lets go in", the curiosity of the girl drove her to meet the person that made all the connections. "Hello, can you tell me about this book? Al-Quran, right?" The old-bearded man turned &..............