The snowy peak today covered the sun, the rays coming from behind made him look majestic. While it may make for a beautiful picture in a wallpaper, it wasn’t the case for the villagers.

The warm sun causes the snow to melt rapidly resulting in sub-zero temperatures Turning the kids work in the flower fields into a self inflicted torture.

Saïd was standing in the middle looking at his blueish cold fingers.

He already tried all he knew to get them warmer, but nothing seems to work, and he still didn't collect enough flowers. It was an unavoidable pain.

A sound took Saïd’s attention coming from behind, it was a gas car sound which was rare to hear around, but Saïd already knew who’s fearless enough to drive them regardless of the authorities: “The Jinn”.

He was a real Jinn, he can only be seen early in the morning or late at night. The times he visited the village in bright daylight were counted knowing that the authorities were actively looking for him. But generally, he was safe, The corrupt authorities were too lazy and lacked resources to come up here and catch him.

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The older kids noticed him and started running toward his car leaving their flowers behind.

The younger ones weren’t allowed to interact with him, they could only watch and listen.

Soon, his car was surrounded by a tide prompting him to exit.

Jinn still concealed most of his face, leaving only his eyes visible. He wore blue glasses and a black Pikachu hat turned backward, with his long, dirty hair flowing down the sides.

He rushed to the back of the car, pushed all the kids nearby and said “no work today guys, do you want to see something you'll never see in your life ?”.

The crowd didn't answer, and that was a “yes” for him, then he opened the trunk of the car. And everybody was shocked.

BILLS! A LOT OF THEM! The trunk was full of piled money.

the older kids slowly approached it. He slammed it on their faces, asked them to go to the front, and took a pile he threw at them which they started fighting for, then invited the younger ones to take from the remaining bills inside.

Even though he was a criminal, he was a gentle one.

But for Saïd, it didn’t matter. grabbing enough cash was his priority so he can be relieved from this torture for couple days.

The kids seemed more composed compared to the teenagers who already started punching each other. The Jinn didn’t seem to care, he only laughed, and kept turning them against each other and enjoying the brawl.

As Saïd’s group were walking back towards the village, Jinn’s car passed them by, he probably got bored of the spectacle.

Regardless, Saïd's fingers will remain warm, and the tourists won't have their egos fed today.