sacred map "Ding-dong..." the sound of a bell from a tower broke the quiet atmosphere of the beautiful village. The night birds chirped as a sign of the changing of the day entering the dawn. The village of black mount is famous for its distinctive wines, thick fleece coats, and the familiar black storm that forms the basis of the village's name. "Ben, wear your best suit, son." The sound came from an old wooden house with a large, unkempt yard. The mother named Lusia, a coat tailor, was busy taking care of the equipment to go to the garden with her children Bendtrand and caroline because their father Samir was heating the tractor engine. "hey lus, where's samir?" someone got out of the chevrolet and rushed to meet lusia. He is Afif, Samir's little friend. They are the same as the original Egyptian descent. Ignoring Lusia who was surprised and answered, Afif went straight to the backyard and found Samir there. "How are you Sam?" Afif patted Samir's shoulder. "Oh, this isn't the first time you've asked. As you can see, I'm still as usual forcing this old tractor, wearing these old boots. I've been enjoying this for years guys. It's been a long time." Samir answered while still busy with his tractor, changing the oil and tightening the bolts. "Yeah, at least we haven't seen each other for eight years. I almost gave up trying to find this address." Afif laughed while squatting to follow the busy Samir. "maybe you can come to our vineyard afif, you can take it for your wife." .."yeah good idea mate." The distance to the Samir family vineyard is about 6 miles. Afif did not bring his car, because he was joined by Lusia and her two children in the back of the tractor driven by Samir. "Well, this is the garden I've always dreamed of, Sam." Afif immediately jumped up and looked around the garden. Samir just smiled and started to prepare their equipment. Lusia and the two children put up a tent and a carpet to rest. Afif walked around the garden picking some grapes for tasting. "Sam, come here and show me where the super tree is." ... "You came here afif, because it's down here." Samir waved at Afif, he was already near the river, the lowland of the garden. There, the vine is larger and the fruit is denser. Lusia and Caroline followed the two of them to bring the baskets where the grapes were to be harvested. They are all busy harvesting grapes while afif tells his life in the middle east. Afif is an oil businessman but his daily life is very simple and sociable. He never looked down on anyone. His wife Hana, is a psychologist who deals with mental problems, mental disorders and various phobias with the best therapy, also writes for children's media and therapy schools. "Carol, call Ben and bring another basket. Everything is full, dad will pick more with afif uncle." Lusia exclaimed while lifting the basket of wine baskets to the wheelbarrow. It wasn't long before carol and ben came with empty baskets and carried carts that were already full. Samir and Afif were too busy telling stories while harvesting, that they forgot that it was time to eat. Lucia just followed because she didn't want to disturb their comfort. "Father.uncle.mom..why don't we eat first?" Caroline shouted from the direction of the tent as she lifted the lamb steak and bottle of milk. Ben who heard that immediately washed his hands and helped prepare food and cutlery. Finally they eat together while talking about the business they are planning to help the economy of the Samir family who can't afford to educate their son, Ben, who has just graduated from high school. Meanwhile, Caroline is in the second grade of high school. After eating, lusia started to prepare the fire because it was getting late. "Ah, you didn't say that we were going to stay with Sam, I didn't bring clothes." "Then I'll take you to your car with some wine for you to take home afif". Samir just smiled as he loaded four baskets of wine onto his tractor. After saying goodbye, Afif called Ben. "Hey you're going to college, look into your uncle's eyes. You will be successful ben". Ben just looked down, his eyes glazed over. He could only hope it would come true. "Let's go. There's going to be a storm tonight, I don't want you to be in trouble on the way home." Samir started the tractor while patting Afif on the back. Afif then gave Ben his personal phone number and some money. "Call me, if you're ready and feel confident" On the way home, it was quiet. Hardly a word was spoken from the two fathers. Samir just wasn't sure that Afif would say that to his son Bentrand. They arrived at the village and went straight to Samir's car which was parked under a pine tree in front of the house. The atmosphere of the village began to be quiet and calm, cafes and bars began to close. "Sam, how are we going to meet?" Afif hugged his best friend. "Everything can happen at any time, while there is still time my friend". Samir said