Mysterious Birth of the Light of Justice: Hoshiyan Chronicles, #7

By Barry Dr. Nadel and Barry Nadel

"In 'The Mysterious Birth of the Light of Justice,' the Hoshiyan Chronicle blazes to life. Dr. Arieli, falsely accused of leading a Jewish terrorist group, battles a political maelstrom even after Syria's conflict ends. A startling Vatican alliance with Hamas and Iran ignites chaos in Jerusalem.

Amid Queen Chana's rule, two intertwined love stories bind the Arieli and Dori families. Queen Chana's brilliant grandson, Elisha, becomes a prophet, heralding the miraculous births of his brothers, Daniel and Yossie—the enigmatic Light of Justice's key.

Yet, shadows of deceit threaten. The Vatican targets young Israeli women in a ruthless smear campaign, while provocateurs sow violence. The destiny of the Light of Justice teeters on the brink."

• Language: English
• Publisher: Agrosearch
• Release date: Dec 11, 2022
• ISBN: 9798215207666

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The Hoshiyan Chronicles

Book 7

Mysterious

Birth of the

Light of Justice

Barry Nadel

Text copyright © 2020 Dr. Barry Nadel

All rights reserved

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

The present portion of the story is written in Times New Roman. Aharon Dori’s stories are written in Centabel Book and thoughts and foreign words are written in Italics.

The moral right of the author has been asserted.

ISBN: 9798795577920

Dedication

I dedicate this book to the

to my grandchildren,

Evyatar, Hila, Shani, and Avigail,

Psalm 121: I will lift up mine eyes unto the mountains: from where shall my help come? My help comes from the LORD, who made heaven and earth. He will not suffer your foot to be moved; He that watches over you will not slumber. Behold, He that keeps Israel doth neither slumbers nor sleep. The LORD is my keeper; the LORD is my shade upon thy right hand. The sun shall not smite you by day, nor the moon by night. The LORD shall keep you from all evil; He shall keep my soul. The LORD shall guard thy going out and my coming in, from this time forth and forever.

Request of the Author

This book has many references from holy sources.

Please do not read it in the bathroom.

Contents

Dedication

Series Synopsis Books 1-6

Hamas and the Vatican

Chana’s Children

Micki Arieli

Attack on Bet Arieli

War on Terror

Yona and Rivka

The Arielis and Droris

Birth of a Prophet

Mysterious Pregnancies

The Shared Dreams

Daniel and Yossie’s Birth

Defamation and Riots

Characters by Chapter

About The Author

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Series Synopsis Books 1-6

Book 1:

The Light of Justice is a worldwide folklore hero famous for ruling a land based on faith, righteousness and justice. Yoshua Rosenberg’s archeological team is in pursuit of his identity. Yoshua discovers in the binding of an old book, the cover page of the Hoshiyan Chronicles by Aharon Dori. Under the author’s name, was printed a dedication to the King: the Light of Justice.

Yoshua posts the document on the internet. Vatican internet security picks up the publication since it was flagged red. The pope discovers, in a secret vault under the Vatican, a papal directive to destroy the Chronicles and any mention of Aharon Dori. This starts the secret war with the Vatican.

Yoshua is unaware that he is the central figure in an ancient Hoshiyan prophecy. His real name is Yoshua Aluz, hereditary crown prince of Aluz and prince of the Tribe of Asher. The cover page leads them to a 15th century converted synagogue to chapel in southern Spain. The excavation is secretly financed by Hoshiyans via Dr. Simon Jamerson (surgeon). There, they discover the horrors of the Spanish Inquisition. Falsely imprisoned for terrorism, from where will their salvation come?

Book 2

Yoshua, Aviva and Sasha receive the king’s pardon. Once home, they receive information to barter with the Spanish government to recover the chapel and artifacts.

Deputy Minister of the Interior, Ernesto Palmerio, secret leader of the Basque terrorists, lures Yoshua back to Spain to murder him. An ambush to murder Yoshua on the Spanish-Portuguese border is thwarted by an elderly couple of bow-wielding Hoshiyans. Yoshua captures Ernesto in a shootout. In the ensuing negotiations, Yoshua receives back the chapel and its artifacts.

The team returns to Spain too many surprises. Simon’s wife’s murderer has come to Spain to finish his revenge.

Book 3

Spain returns the artifacts, but, with a chaperon, Dr. Miguel Sarmiento. The Spaniard’s lust for treasure and the beautiful Dr. Berger brings strife to the excavation. The first book, opened, is the Community Ledger. It provides a wealth of information from which they discover hidden treasures. The second book introduces Aharon Dori and the Hoshiyan Chronicles. Aharon details how they came to Hoshiya. The Hoshiyans create a new society with their Oath of Peace. Terrorists strike again. They try to blow up the chapel with the team inside. Everyone is wounded. How will Dr. Jamerson choose to save between the woman he loves (Aviva) and his duty to the prophecy (Yoshua)?

Book 4

The Spanish give the chapel area consulate status. The locals believe a miracle occurred during the bombing because of its selective damage. Continued readings reveal the moral legacy of the Arieli family. In a disrupted mission, Benyamin Arieli and David Rosenberg are separated from their unit. They are alone in Syria. Dr. Arieli approves of a secret Hoshiyan rescue mission to save the young princes. Can an attack helicopter and a squad of archers fulfill the mission? For the first time, Hoshiyan officers in the IDF face a problem of dual loyalty. Are they willing to pay the price?

Book 5

A rogue papal agent hires a mobster hit man, who gets killed by Yoshua. The mob wants revenge. In the continuing saga of Hoshiya, Raphael Arieli has a prophecy at his son’s birth. He sees the future. A descendant will become the greatest king of Hoshiya, but at what cost? Raphael sees his son’s death. Can Raphael and Nina save their son, Elisha, by repentance?

Gila and Chelon begin a relationship. Raphael Arieli is elected king, but in a tragic accident becomes an invalid. While regent, Elisha faces two acts of treason by the Duke of Randar and his granddaughter. Will he execute a duke?

The mob besieges the consulate. Death brings heartache to the consulate and the Hoshiyan people.

Book 6

An attack on a consulate is a declaration of war, the Israeli Foreign Ministry hissed at his Spanish counterpart. Violent conflict continues to follow the Israelis. Aviva withstands the ultimate test of proving her love for Simon. She loves Simon enough to walk away from him. Tragedy strikes with the fulfillment of King Raphael’s prophecy. His son, King Elisha, is killed protecting his wounded guardsmen. Queen Chana takes over the reins of the government. She initiates a number of reforms that anger the nobility and their allies the Free Thinkers. The pope’s surrogates attack Prof. Gavriel in his office at the university.

Hamas and the Vatican

I s this how we run a war? What a bunch of incompetent idiots, the Superior General of the Jesuits berated at Alberto over the phone.

You are correct, sir.

After the disastrous results with the Palestinian Authority, find an alternative ally to work with against the Hoshiyans, the Superior General commanded.

I couldn’t agree more with you, sir. I will take care of it at once, Alberto said as he chewed on four antacids. The Hoshiyan problem was affecting his health. His stomach roiled, throwing acid into his throat. He felt he could spit fire.

Alberto spent three days on his computer sending encrypted messages to his contacts with Hamas. The email he was waiting for arrived twenty-four hours later.

I’ve organized a clandestine meeting with the arch-terrorist, Ishmael Ibn Masood, Alberto’s contact told him.

Isn’t he the man responsible for shooting of Fatah supporters? Didn’t he pour gasoline on the dead and dying and set them on fire?

Yes.

He is ruthless.

Yes, but gets the job done. Ishmael is the new head Hamas’s intelligence services. We agreed on the southern Italian port city of Bari as the venue, his contact informed him.

ALBERTO MET ISHMAEL in a small, dilapidated hotel a few meters from the wharf. Ibn Masood had been a terrorist for the past thirty years. Only recently had he gotten into the spy business. Ishmael came an hour early with three men. Two went to the roofs of adjacent buildings to make sure there wasn’t an ambush awaiting Ishmael. Once he was satisfied, he approached the hotel on foot.

Alberto arrived ten minutes early dressed as Sheik Abd al-Malik. Ibn Masood walked up to the outside table and took a seat.

We meet again Sheik. I didn’t believe you were serious. We heard about what happened in Choron and how three Palestinian agents disappeared at the university. They are incompetent fools, Ibn Masood said with a smirk on his face.

I have to agree with you. Fatah bungled the job. They accomplished nothing of use, Alberto replied.

Why should I trust you, sheik? You come out of nowhere with an enormous budget. You seek the help of the enemies of Israel. Yet you aren’t fighting the Israeli government. Are you? Ishmael asked.

No, we are not fighting the Israel government directly. There is clear evidence that a shadow government exists. We are opposed to its existence.

Why?

These people hold beliefs that are dangerous to the Middle East. If they should gain control, it will be a disaster for everyone, Alberto explained.

Who are these people?

They are Hoshiyans.

What? Even I have heard of the Israeli professor’s discoveries. They are constantly in the news. Aren’t the Hoshiyans the people in the novel that professor found in Spain? Ishmael asked.

If they were imaginary, I shouldn’t be missing thirty agents, and Fatah six! Alberto replied, feeling the acid reflux burn his throat. He took two antacids from his pocket and chewed them.

Last time we met, you said nothing about having agents, Ishmael said.

I have no more agents. I have lost contact with them. They weren’t professional compared your people, Alberto flattered him.

Maybe the Shin Bet and the Mossad are using these Hoshiyans as an excuse, Ishmael suggested.

I am in contact with the Mossad. They also believe a shadow government exists, and it worries them. They see them as a threat to the integrity of the country. The Shin Bet believes they are another Jewish underground terrorist organization.

If that is the case, we will help. Everyone hates the Jewish terrorists. Ishmael told Alberto.

Here is a list of objectives I want you to accomplish, Alberto explained as he handed Ishmael his list of goals.

For what reason do you need DNA sequences?

The DNA samples are needed to prove that Hoshiyans still exist. Among the mummies found by Professor Rosenberg, was a family that claimed Hoshiyan descent. They have a unique DNA fragment called a microsatellite.

How unique?

The World Health Organization (WHO) conducted an international genetic study after the discovery of this microsatellite. The study used existing DNA sequences from across the globe. It showed that less than one hundredth of a percent had that particular microsatellite. Only in Israel did they find a higher percentage. Nine percent of the Jewish population of Israel has this microsatellite. No other religious or ethnic groups in Israel showed any genetic evidence of this microsatellite in the test population. We want to prove that these DNA markers in the Israel population are unique to specific families.

Who are these families?

The ones mentioned in the Hoshiyan Chronicles.

Such as who?

Have you heard of the super model Ronit Chorev? Alberto asked.

My God, that is one hot babe, even if she is an infidel. You believe she is a Hoshiyan?

Yes, when we broke into her home to steal DNA samples. Someone had sanitized the place. Ronit has disappeared from the public. I don’t believe this state of affairs is a coincidence. All the other families mentioned in Chronicles now employ bodyguards. They’ve protected their homes with security systems and many moved to a village called Choron, mentioned in the Chronicles, Alberto explained.

You believe the fiction to be true?

The PA agents didn’t disappear on their own. My contacts within the Shin Bet have no idea what happened to them, Alberto told him.

Alberto’s phone beeped. He looked at the number. It was the Vatican.

Excuse me for a second. Alberto read the lengthy text.

Part of the mystery has been solved.

What did your message say? Ishmael inquired.

Three of our agents were found in front of the Russian embassy in a large garbage bin. They were bound, gagged, and drugged. Tape to the forehead of one of them was a USB stick. It contained their confessions.

What was in their confessions?

That they were searching for Hoshiyans, the Catholic Church’s court case with the Russian Orthodox Church and how they were skimming funds from their employer.

Why do your agents care about the Catholics and the Russians?

The Catholics and Russian Orthodox churches have a long-running court battle over the land rights. There are several exclusive plots in Jerusalem that are being contested. The land is worth hundreds of millions of dollars. The Israelis have maintained a balance between them. They do it by delaying a court decision that might favor one over the other. This information could tip the balance. My people are against racial and religious conflict. That case could start serious international trouble between Moscow and Rome.

Who is paying for your activities?

A group of international financiers who aren’t in the arms industry. They want calm so they can expand their businesses. Many want peace, so they can do more business. Israeli hi-tech can solve many of their problems. They want free trade.

An extension of the Avraham Accords?

Yes, we see the Hoshiyans as opponents to the Accords.

So, this shadow Hoshiyan government is opposed to peaceful coexistence with Muslims?

We believe so, Alberto lied. The acid in his stomach rumbled and growled. He took two more antacids.

I see these Hoshiyans are affecting your health, sheik.

My employers are disappointed with the results of my operations.

The pattern of events you described makes one believe the Chronicles aren’t a novel. You believe they are the history of a people. How did they get back to Israel? Ishmael asked.

We don’t know yet. There are other things happening. The pope had a loyal priest linguist translating the Chronicles, Father Jules Dubois. He has disappeared from Rome and Italy. Professionals kidnapped him or he abandoned the Church.

How did you get information about what happens in the Catholic Church? Ishmael asked, suspicious of the sheik.

Not every financier I work for is Muslim. Through them, I am in contact with the head of the papal black ops’ unit. We have the same agenda. We share information, Alberto told him.

Moslems and Catholics working together. These Hoshiyans must pose a serious threat to the Middle East. You make them sound worse than ISIS, Ishmael commented.

Yes, they are.

Are the Catholics worried these Hoshiyans kidnapped him to stop him from translating the chronicles?

Yes.

I am sorry, but this sounds like science fiction. You are lucky that Arabs love two things: stories and money.

Iran is your major investor. The Iranians want to eliminate Israel. They have been threatening to do so for years. This project should interest the Iranians.

I need more than a genetic study and a novel to approach the Iranians.

We fear that this shadow government has persuasive political clout as well as clandestine capabilities. We believe they were responsible for battle two months ago in Syria with the unmarked attack helicopter.

Your Hoshiyans have their own air force? Ishmael asked, stunned.

We believe they stole an Israeli helicopter. The only man that could have pulled off that mission was arrested by the Israelis.

Who?

A son of one of the suspected Hoshiyan families, Major Elisha Arieli.

Ishmael stared at the sheik. He shook his head.

Why do you care so much?

My organization works for the destruction of Israel, while supporting financial development of the oppressed Muslims of the area.

Ishmael laughed.

You mean you want to get in on the ground level and exploit the various groups in the Middle East? Now I understand why you are working with Christians. The bottom line is how much money you bring your investors.

Alberto knew he had hooked the Hamas arch-terrorist. Every one of them learned terrorism made them a tremendous amount of money. Alberto now drove the final nail into the deal.

We fear this unofficial terrorist organization may try to assassinate Iranian leaders.

A change in government in Iran will have serious consequences for us in Gaza.

Exactly. Since we don’t know who they are, we can’t profile them. They can slip in and out of anywhere without us knowing. However, if you can get me the DNA sequences, it’s a different story. We will be able to prove Hoshiyans exist. This will provide us with a physical means to screen for them.

A convoluted story, but I understand now.

Can you do the job, Ishmael? Alberto asked.

I have relatives in Wadi Ara. Many of them are medical professionals. They have been gathering information for me for the past three years. I have a crew of Bedouin thieves that will do anything for money.

How much do you want for the operations?

I don’t understand your question?

Ishmael, I have been in the spy business for several decades. I have worked with Arabs in many countries. There is your percentage. Percentage to pay off officials. Afterwards, whatever is left, goes to the operation. So instead, you tell me how much the operations will cost. I will add the gifts only after the first operation has succeeded, Alberto explained.

You are a tough negotiator, but give me something to grease the wheels of the administration. Nothing can be done with anything less than two million USD, Ishmael said, smiling.

Ishmael, my friend, I have three hundred thousand euros in this briefcase. That is for openers. I want my contract signed by the head of your government. Without that there will be no more money.

You are making my life very difficult. Maybe you don’t understand Arab culture as you believe.

The PA takes ninety percent of the funds coming to them for bribes. The people only get crumps. That is why your people suffer so much. Palestinian leaders are so corrupt, Alberto threw in Ishmael’s face.

Okay, we will play it your way, but make sure that your gifts are generous.

If you complete the mission, my pockets are deep, Alberto replied.

FOUR DAYS LATER, AND two hundred thousand Euros less, Ishmael got the signature of the head of Hamas, Abdul Kalel.

Ishmael, I have talked with our Iranian backers. They are interested in what this sheik is doing. They have reservations about his connections both among the Israelis and the Catholic Church. The Iranian Republican Guard has offered us money to add a few more objectives, Abdul Kalel said.

Our Iranian brothers, have enough trouble with the Israelis. They don’t want to fight on another front in the war of espionage. General Bijan Ghorbani, commander of the Republican Guard, wants you to take out the head of the snake.

Sir, do they know who leads these Hoshiyans? Ishmael asked.

According to their experts who study the chronicles, they found four important families: Yaroni, Tzurel, Aluz and Arieli. Only Arieli has their own building. The head of the family is Dr. Michael Arieli.

The famous physician?

Yes, he lives in a building called Bet Arieli. They constructed the building like a fortress. It boasts communication antennas far beyond what any civilian should be using. Kill the leader and they won’t be able to function, Abdul Kalel said.

How do they propose to chop off the head of the snake?

Bombs. The Iranians will send us plans for making a new type of bomb.

They have provided funds for such actions?

Yes, the first installment is fourteen million yuan. The Iranians replaced the dollar. They, now, favor the Chinese yuan for international transactions.

A nice sum. Yes, you will have access to fifteen percent of the funds for your operations. Make the bombs. Let’s blow Bet Arieli into the sky; Allah Akbar.

Allah Akbar, Ishmael repeated. It now appeared to him that sheik understood Arab culture better than he had given him credit for. Abdul Kalel had taken his money and the Iranian money. He had given him nothing.

Ishmael fumed as he left his leader’s office. Abdul Kalel had an extravagant, large home. It required thirty men to guard it. Ishmael, made a good living, but he lived with his extended family, who eat up most of his funds.

"The sheik was correct. Their leaders were milking the people dry. There will be a reckoning. Every dog has its day."

THAT EVENING ISHMAEL sent a coded email to his cousin, the doctor in Umm al Fahm, concerning the DNA sequences.

The next day, he received an email from their shared Google cloud. Ishmael found there twelve thousand DNA sequences of Jewish Israelis.

The email continued.

I used a software program that compares and searches for specific DNA patterns. Not one of the twelve thousand had the DNA microsatellite you are seeking. I have a friend at the University of Haifa medical school, who has access to a larger gene bank. When I have results, I’ll contact you. I received your wire confirming the money transferred to my offshore account in Cyprus. Thank you.

Three days later, Ishmael received another email from his cousin.

Check our joint account in Google Cloud.

There was another message.

I checked for the DNA microsatellite in forty-two thousand patients. None of them have the DNA sequence. We found evidence that someone had tampered with the computer program storing the DNA sequences. Our computer experts tell me that some files have been erased. Are you sure that your enemies aren’t a step ahead of you?

Ishmael forwarded everything to Alberto and called him.

I am impressed with your work. Much better than that done by the Palestinian Authority. I am wiring you more money. Can your operatives find the missing DNA sequences? They are most likely the ones belonging to the Hoshiyans.

Ishmael wrote back.

We are up against a shrewd opponent that is several steps ahead of us. They must have known you wanted to target the Israeli health funds. They have cleaned up the files. Professionals removed the information, not some terrorist organization. There isn’t a simple ghost government.

Thank you for your contributions. Please continue with the program, Alberto wrote back.

ABDUL KALEL CALLED Ishmael back to his office. Sitting next to him was none other than General Bijan Ghorbani. After formal introductions followed by tea and baklava, the three men got to business.

Everyone is impressed with the amount of information you gathered so fast. You have made the sheik happy. Now that makes me happy, the general said, smiling.

What can I do for you, general?

"I have brought you a bomb design from my engineers. I want you to blow up Bet Arieli. This attack must not fail. I want you to use ten men. Infiltrate the Al Quds (Jerusalem) sanitation department. Get a man on the garbage detail for Rehavia neighborhood in Jerusalem. Plant two bombs in empty garbage cans. After dark detonated them. This will cause confusion. The police, fire department, and emergency medical services will arrive. You use the anarchy to slip your other eight men in from four different directions. Lay your bombs within three meters of the building. They are powerful enough to collapse the building," the general told them.

May I see the designs, Ishmael asked.

The general handed Ishmael a flash drive. Ishmael booted up his laptop computer. After two minutes, he inserted the flash drive. He spent three minutes examining the designs.

These bombs require powerful explosives. The only explosives available which you need will have to come from the explosives from warheads of our M-302 rockets. If Abdul Kalel agrees, we have no problem, Ishmael said.

Anything for our Iranian brothers, Abdul Kalel replied, smiling.

Eight days later, Ishmael’s chief engineer came to his office.

Ishmael, the design the Iranians provided us is excellent. Clear and concise; they were easy to follow. I finished the ten bombs requested. I only need an hour to explain to your men how to place them and detonate them.

How will we smuggle them into Israel? the engineer asked.

There is a small tunnel that the Israelis haven’t found yet. I have been waiting for something unusual to employ it. I believe we have come to that point. The teams and bombs will be in Israel by two am tonight. I have three cars waiting for them. They should be in Jerusalem in time for two agents to join the garbage detail in Rehavia.

Ishmael opened the top drawer on the left side of his desk. He removed a wad of euros. He tossed it to his engineer.

Share this with your men for work well done.

Allah praise you, Sir. A long life and may you have many sons, the engineer replied.

Chana’s Children

The team returned to Spain the day after Aviva and Simon’s sheva brachot ended.

Harel and Amitai met them at the train station.

What is the situation with the people in Nido? Sasha inquired.

Bad. We now do our shopping in the surrounding towns. The neighbors have stopped coming to pray and light candles, Harel informed them.

Professor, I encourage you to wrap up your research as fast as possible, Amitai encouraged Yoshua.

Ruth and I worked on a schedule during the flight here. We estimate we need seven to ten days.

THE NEXT DAY, EVERYONE felt the urgency to wrap up their project and leave. At 12:20 pm, Gefen’s melodious voice waft over the ether.

Aharon, the storyteller, reached down and picked up a small wisp of a girl. She sat at his feet, drinking in his words every night. He lowered her onto his great lap. The little lass was only six. Opening his great fur-line coat, he wrapped it around her to warm her. She snuggled into his arms and placed her little head on his massive chest. Her long curly brown hair spread across his mid-section, mingling in with hairs of his long snowy-white beard.

Now where was I, Aharon asked? Reaching with his right hand while he held onto the little urchin, he took up his warm mug and took a long draught. Smacking his lips together, he wiped the excess cider from his mustache and beard, ending with a most satisfied Ah, Aharon’s eyes suddenly grew wide, as he announced, Now, back to our story.

Chana’s children had an enormous influence on the developmental years of the Light of Justice, Daniel Arieli’s life.

Yona stood next to his father’s open grave. The commander of the King’s Guard handed Yona a shovel with his left hand. His right arm was in a sling. He had been wounded in the battle in which his father had died. Yona took the shovel. Tears fell freely from his eyes.

The reality of his father’s death stared him in the face. His father was gone forever. He will never see his smile or feel his hugs and kisses ever again. Yona turned to look at his mother and then to his grandmother. Both of them nodded to him. He drove the shovel into the pile of loose dirt. Yona lifted the shovel full of dirt. He twisted his wrists, and the dirt fell on his father’s body.

Yona gave the shovel to Micki. With shaking hands, he struggled to get a half of shovel full to drop on his father. Yona and Micki had to help Chaim. The second he finished, Chaim turned and fell into his mother’s arms.

Elisha’s brothers came next. After every shovel full, they turned to their mother. Each one hugged and kissed her. Arieli after Arieli came to pay their final respects to Elisha.

Afterwards, every able-bodied guardsman from the King’s Guard dropped a handful of dirt into the king’s grave. The walking wounded came to pay respects to the King that died protecting the wounded of their battalion.

That night after the visitors left, Queen Nina told the family the entire prophecy of King Raphael, her husband.

"Savta, you knew Aba would die?"

Yes, but not when. That is why we tried to change the negative part of the prophecy by doing mitzvot. We raised your father in the best way possible. Queen Nina’s children hugged her and comforted her.

Yona stared at his aunts and uncles. His cousins sat around himself and his siblings. The family provided a cocoon of love around them. Yona comprehended for the first time the power of unity. He felt part of his sorrow melt away. Instead, his heart filled with the unified love of his family.

Yona took it upon himself to preserve the family unity. For the rest of his life, he preserved the family unity by keeping close contact with the entire extended family.

CHANA’S DAUGHTER AVIGAIL was the artist of the family. Avigail was a sensitive child. Her father’s death affected her more than her siblings. Her mother became queen, so Avigail turned to her grandmother. She came home from school and went straight to her Grandmother Nina’s apartment.

Queen Nina notice Avigail enjoyed sketching. So, she got her art lessons. After six months, Queen Nina pulled her daughter-in-law aside.

"Avigail was born to be an artist. Art is the only thing that brings her out of her shell. Now after six months, she is finally stopped