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.....Mustapa was calm and sat on the chair while Mamie's words captured his attention. Mamie, with her mind raised, said, "You know, he doesn't talk to you, even if he can help you." Then the Dr said, "What about Hameed?" Mami said, "I went to his work before 8 and he didn't tell Hamadi about his health. I'm sure he didn't know either." The guy on the phone stood up and took his car key and phone. He is a man who looks like 43/42yrs old guy. He went to their pharmacy hospital by himself and picked up the drugs and drips and injections. He went to their accountant and paid with a card. It's a big red brick house, but it's an old house like the rich people's house, it's a very big house with a maroon gate, a young guard honked and opened the door to enter the house, it's a big flat.
