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......" Knocking and saying goodbye interrupted her complaints in her English like those of Black Americans who don't listen. She is a beautiful woman, about 42 years old, she came into the room wearing a long black abaya. "Good morning Little angel" Turo Baki Badrah said turning her face to the side. ...Anty, why don't you eat in this country? ...Oh I understand, you are putting my picture in front of the table as remembrance, there is the daughter of President AY Ahmed among you, hi Now, I want to sleep yesterday I spent all my night chatting with my friends, now I want to take revenge without behavior ... early morning the sound of the logo of the government house woke me up in my sleep, I struggled alot before Samu went back to sleep Nan, now Daddy called..... hi Now, this is injustice!!" Kyam Hajiya Junainah, she closed her eyes and listened to all her troubles, until she died, she pulled herself back into the blanket and pulled the blanket again. Badrah, if I am not lying, since you came to this country, look at you.....
