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         I send the money for my awara even though it is not a fortune but they all range from ten to five to twenty, my sister went into the kitchen and called MEENAT and said you will not come out so I came in and hugged you, I heard AMMA's words as she was lying next to me on the mat and said Oh MUFEEDA this is a disaster, for God's sake you keep lifting the children's feet, but you have heard that I have been waiting for them to come out and go to Islamiyya but they are being heavy and they know that I will fry Awara later, tomorrow they will come and force us to give them money for Break, so I have to follow them slowly for God's sake, I am not okay with me, you are everything to them, you are their mother, you are their father Mufeeda, you are everything to us, my heart was broken I said then AMMA it is okay I am Dena be patient God will make you well, here is the money Amman let's leave I fixed the house I tied a rope for us I saw we had some leftover corn flour, Amma smiled and looked at me and said Mufeeda may God bless you may God give you a good husband, oh You have no children to repay you for the good you have done for us, Mufeeda, today is the thirteenth anniversary of your father's disappearance, I still hope that one day he will appear with Zanfi and everyone will be happy to see you. You three have become girls, you are really beautiful like Indians, especially you Mufeeda, you look more like Shuwa, your father followed you because he is white like an Arab, that's why you have a bright skin, and they are Meenat, they are the ones who have kalata, that is, they are not white, and no one will call them black, you all look at you, God has given you your beautiful whiteness but all this beauty is because of poverty or Sallam, I have never heard of you being known, which I am sure is because of the rich, no matter how bad they are, especially you Mufeeda, you have reached 16 years old but I prefer to marry you since you are not going to school, I sent you forward with a smile, I was shaking like a girl, I was crying for her, God willing, but I don't want to get married and I am also mine, hmmm Mufee, Mufee, my hair is starting to grow, even the Irgan family, Ammah what Irgan family? She said, "Look at your chest. You have started breastfeeding Mufeeda. There is something we will talk about later when the children are asleep." She looked embarrassed. I said, "Ammah, may God guide us and let me finish the work. Do you need any help from the servants? Yes, hold me and let's go to Mufeeda. May God bless you."

I caught Ammah, who was holding the metal rod that was given to her at the hospital, and I took her to the place where she was sitting with Dafe against the wall. I came out after she finished what she was going to do. She called me and I went back and said Ammah, did I help you? She laughed and said, "Thank you, Ma'am. Didn't you hear what the doctor said?" I kept walking for a while. I smiled, which made my small white teeth appear. My dimples were swollen. I held her and we came out together. Then, when my younger siblings MEENAT and MA'EESHAH came out for the Islamic school program, I looked at them with their clean clothes and ironed clothes. They made me curious. I thought, "I also go like that every day, but I don't get the chance, but Alhamdulillah, since my younger siblings come, there is no problem." Ammah looked at me with compassion and said, "Mufeedata?" I quickly came back from my thoughts and smiled at you. I said, "Ammah, rest, let me finish my work and go buy some milk candy. Tomorrow morning, Kosai is waiting for me too, but I was too busy to go to the bank. Ammah said, "This week, I feel like giving polio vaccine and crying for children." Mufeeda said, "Oh, Ammah, it's not easy. I'm angry with the rich people's house, the GRA house, Ammah, she humiliated us, we barely make ends meet. Before you went into trouble, there was a house where there was securities. I continued to work and chatted with Ammah, our mother. When I cleaned the house, I lit incense sticks. Although the house was not very beautiful, it was clean. God created us with such cleanliness that no human disaster would say that our house has a single drop of dirt. That's how we are all. I didn't use dried kubewa sauce. I washed the corn husks and put them in an old cooler. I washed them and washed them. I got dressed in a blue Riga dress with white stripes, with a skirt also in walnut color, white powder I applied with Vaseline on my lips, a hijab with a sleeve that went past my knee I said Ammah let me buy these clothes and come and start cooking. The night before Maghrib was approaching, Ammah widened her smile and said come back may God protect the road.

    Ameen I said as I went out playing with the money in my hand in our neighborhood, our lane, I left and walked for a long time, God forbid the sun would not shine, I was very tired before I ended up at a small shop selling food and fruits etc., where I usually buy beans and other items from my trade. I ended up happily, we all got along well with each other as usual. I handed over the money and followed whichever lane I went to, I packed everything I needed and it was packed in a big sack of bacco. I came out with difficulty lifting it and groaning as I walked slowly. An old man said, "Bring a girl and tie it to your head, isn't it a little bit?" I smiled at him and he nodded in thanks. I continued walking slowly. When I got far enough, I entered a lane that was lined with wealthy houses. I saw that it was a GRA for wealthy people. I was inside because I always passed by that road or because I used to look at the complex of houses with beautiful gardens. Even though I used to go there because I was doing my polio vaccination, we had to ask permission to go there because we were doing the vaccination with the neighbors. They had to agree to let us go in or the police would arrest the house. That's how it works.

    There were at least eight cars in a row, so fast, I had never seen them before, until today they were so fast they seemed to be flying up the road. They parked at a house, which was the most beautiful house on the road, and I ran and jumped on the building, watching the power of God.

I quickly saw soldiers coming out of other vehicles and surrounding a famous car, beautiful and expensive, I was shocked. An old man came out, white, shining with the signs of money, he came out in a very angry manner. On the other hand, another famous young man came out quickly in a very angry manner, full of pride. The young man looked like an Arab or a European, and that's how all the talk was about his beauty and beauty. I saw this, it was beyond me, it affected me in everything. I immediately despised myself, especially the way I looked when I entered, there was no welcome for an unprivileged Almajira.

    The young man must not be more than 35 years old, he has finally reached the end of his hair, his head is a sight to behold, his style is a sight to behold and a delight, his eyes are wide open, I don't know how I said wow, his eyes are like milk, he has a soft smile, his beard is so beautiful that it looks like it will melt, there is a very beautiful beard and beard that adorn his face, his nose is very beautiful and he doesn't have much hair, his mouth wow masha Allah, there are some pink lips even though my mouth is like a spoon, my lips are so thick with them but then I saw this, his face is darker than mine, and then I woke up, what's dark on his head or is it because Hutu and Naira have passed him oho, here are his clothes, brown pencil jeans, his shirt is a top and a brown top, he is wearing white half cover flat shoes, he is not short, he is not too tall, he is not thin and he is not fat, you masha'Allah, if I saw him in a dream, of course he is talking about a demon.