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.....at the servant's place. I don't like to call him, I do it at the time of guarding myself because I'm sitting on the side of my bed and I don't care about anything but the sleep of the one who chases me. The thing that I can't understand in the confusion of the situation is whether it is the theft of love or the loss of life. 'But don't waste your life because the signs show that.' Sosa on the side of my neck, I trusted the answer my heart gave me. "Oh, I'm Deejah, what is going to happen to me? Who is this man who wants a black scar that will not disappear in body and soul? Oh God, look at your maid Nana Khadijatu, look at me with a look that is not a mistake except you who created me, let me be the guide to remove this darkness that I am in." The water dripping on the back of my hands caused me to cry silently. "Indeed, MY WORRY is different from other people's. Is that how I will continue to live without getting sleep?" That's the answer I didn't get since I started facing the threat of coming into my room at night until now when I'm repeating it. I rubbed my neck again and felt sorry for myself. "For the past two days, I've been limping, sleeping is a sign of calmness, so h
