They stood there stunned, tears welling up in their eyes, the terror still evident on their faces. The residents of Moshav Isras have not remembered such a dark day for many years. From the moment the convoy of police cars entered the moshav, to the terrible news that shook them, which enveloped the moshav in a pain that will never be forgotten.
""God save us!!" Nechama shouts from the house next door. She stands at the entrance to the house, her hands on her face in shock, her eyes filled with terror. "God save us!!! Where have we come to??? I can't believe a father is capable of murdering his own children! My head is exploding, God, how could this happen!!!" The few people who do pass by and hear, lower their heads and continue, shocked, astonished, shocked. These are perhaps just poor expressions to express the intensity of the pain, the trembling that runs through the bones, which freezes the heart in a paralyzing shock.
The children turn around in shock, they all arrive at the area of the main road where the family's house is. Everyone still remembers Yishai and Sarah Naomi Levy, the late, but they don't believe it happened. The members of the MZAP remove the bodies from the house, some of the neighbors burst into agitated tears. The others are still standing around the police officers, stunned and barely able to get a word out of their mouths.
Then, half an hour after the vehicles left, after the shock had begun to subside somewhat, and some of the residents were still standing in the streets of the moshav, five-year-old Gili approached her father and said: "Dad, I'm sorry I made you angry. I won't do it again, but Dad. You won't kill me, right???".....