Izham (or Iz) was in his shop. Cleaning it as he wait for a customer to come in. He such a sweet person and likes to help other. He also hear that a newcomer (a family) will move in into the village.

As he was sitting in the counter after done cleaning the shop, all the stuff are sitting good and clean. Izham was humming some random songs he can find or remember until he notice that there some costumer enter. He smile a bit and wave. “Assalammualaikum, welcome.” He say softy to the new costumer. Weird, he never see this person before. They must moved in today. He look at the person, studying at how they look.