He said: “Take care of my dear (my mother)”—He was 33 years old and a mobile technician in Bandar Abbas…

He loved the song “Drunk Driving” and would always mutter: “I’ve got a flower of… on this land shoo… ”

At 8:30 p.m. on the 19th of Dey, 1404, on Shah Hosseini Street, he was taken from close range by the riders of three motorcycles…

Immediately, his sister took him to the hospital; his pain was severe and the care was inadequate. At 3:30 a.m., a child of Iran left… 🕊

In the end, they entrusted that brave dear soul to the embrace of the pure soil of the homeland at the Garden of Buqū (Bagu) cemetery in Bandar Abbas, in the athletes’ section, and he became immortal… 🫂

Forever, the name of Moein Khashayari ✨ Bandar Abbas