He finally came down from upstairs. , while he was walking in the hallway but if you look at him you will see that he is walking very slowly, that is, he is very fast, it is rare to follow him in a row when they are walking with people, because he is very fast, you are a tall man. He is wearing perfume, his expensive perfumes, he knows how to smell, he spends a lot of money on perfumes for every woman, in short, you know how to smell better than any woman. Sam does not deal with dirt or filth, he is very clean and clear of mind. He slowly lowered his eyes to the ground and looked at the small watch attached to the soft tube of his hand which was full of consciousness. Just then, his watch struck ten minutes past the morning, and at that moment, his Samsung phone started ringing for help, he looked and saw that it was his Dreva number and his best friend was Tala-Tala Malam Abdullahi Wanzan. He stood up and whispered in his ear, without saying anything. From the phone, a voice began to speak, "Your life has been long, JAROOD, you still haven't come out,,,Gashi Giwar sarki nata kanina.." (Jarood's mother is called the king's elephant.) After a short breath, he joined the longing that Kai had given him for some seconds and said, "Seeing you come out, God willing..." Malam Abdullahi Dreva, the wanzan, said respectfully, "May God bless you, your life has been long, white is white, your tall stature is a thousand short statures, may God bless your pure soul, the king's grandson, the prince is waiting for the bed, may God bless you, you are a kainuwa, you have not been planted since he saw you come out..." He gave a short smile, carrying a thin voice, while Wanzan's call amused him, he nodded his head and replied with Amen, then hung up the phone. He went straight to the door and saw Hajiya Zulaihat, his wife, who was married to a young man and a young woman. He was walking and following her everywhere, looking around the house, the house was very clean, there was nothing missing from it, I enjoyed life, everything in the world God had given me, I felt in my heart that I would be deprived of everything I enjoyed life, but I had lost one thing in my life, namely my dignity and the value of my husband, many times he felt that he hated himself, but he did it with exams.

   He stood still in the middle of Hajiya Zulaihat's main hall. He turned and looked everywhere, everything he could, from the chairs in the hall to everything Army green and nude color, walking to the royal decoration in her hall. No matter what, Dukiya was in her hall. Looking everywhere he went but Sam was not aware of what he was looking at, his beautiful heart was in thought, he immediately felt a thin tear wash his cheek, he quickly took off his glasses and wiped the tears with his hand, even as he sat up, he sighed, the sadness in his heart was gathering. Seeing that he did not see her in the hall, he headed to her bedroom, he knew how difficult it was to see her in the hall at this time, he knew that it was time for her to sleep. He slowly pushed the handle of the bedroom door-she felt it open so he took his mouth and said hello. He entered the room and looked at it for a while, he did not increase the AC power of the room because it was a little cold. She felt like he was coming in without saying hello to Hajiya Zulaihat who was lying on her bed, she replied. Everything in the room is army green and nude color, Green is JAROOD's favorite color, so everything in the house is green. The fact that the room had little light, gave JAROOD the opportunity to see her lying down. "A woman to a woman..." he said to himself, as he looked at her with his big eyes, killing the soul, and the hearts of believers. She barely looked up at him and raised her head in her mind and said "in fact, even a man is useless, like a lamp in kerosene,..." JAROOD slowly walked, revealing the secret of beauty, and came to the side of the bed where she was lying and sat a little away from her, Sam did not sit near a woman because he had learned to sit near her without any problem, Sam-Sam was not interested in any woman, no matter how beautiful she was and how much she thought he was, he did not see her at all. When his mother gave birth to him, he had never held a woman's hand, not his mother's. He looked at Hajiya Zulaihat with his eyes wide open like those of a sleepy person, looking at her. But deep down, he knew that he pitied Hajiya Zulaikha and knew her, that she had endured the pain of his life. Hajiya Zulaihat did not even look at him, she was completely lost when she looked at him, her