I don't know how much time has passed since then, my eyes are closed. The time is 01:00 at night. My son stroked my face with his small hands and woke me up with a little fear: "Grandpa, you fell asleep without reading the night." I can see that he has a joy prayer in his hand. We stared at each other for a while. There is sadness and love in my son's eyes. I went and performed ablution, and my son followed me, praying. I took the prayer from his hand and started praying...