HWCstory-03

Hello everyone On this occasion I want to participate in a contest held by @sur-riti about HWCstory-03 previously I wanted to invite friends @mvchacin @dequeen @sualeha to participate in this contest

Mr. Hasan is a junk dealer on the outskirts of the city. Every day, he buys used books, magazines, and paper from various sources—offices, households, or even from people who just want to get rid of old stuff.

However, that day, he found something truly surprising. While sorting through old books that he had just bought from an old man, he found a thick novel with a worn cover. The pages were already yellowing, but when he flipped through them, something fell out of it—a piece of foreign currency.

Mr. Hasan took the money and examined it. It was not the local money he was used to seeing, but a foreign currency he had never held before. He opened more pages, and more and more bills fell out from between the pages. With a pounding heart, he poured the contents of the book onto the table, and instantly, dozens or even hundreds of foreign currency bills scattered.

Mr. Hasan was silent. He knew this was not a small amount—perhaps this was someone’s savings hidden inside the book and forgotten. But who was the owner? The old man who sold him the book? Or someone before that?

He tried to recall the transaction this morning. The old man seemed simple, even seeming not to care much about the books he was selling. Could he have known there was this much money in it? Or was this a legacy from someone who had long since passed away?

Mr. Hasan was faced with a big dilemma. He could have kept the money, making it an unexpected windfall. However, his conscience rebuked him. After much thought, he decided to go back to the old man’s house.

When he knocked on the door and handed over the book and the money he had found, the old man was shocked. Tears welled up in his eyes as he explained that it was his late wife's savings that had been hidden years ago and he had no idea about it.

With a trembling voice, the man thanked her. In return, she gave him a small amount of money as a token of gratitude. But for Mr. Hasan, true satisfaction is not in money, but in the honesty that he maintains.