It was around 6 o'clock in the morning, I was turning around and blinking the way of taking away the tired sleep that was still looking after my eyes.

"Today, from where I used to sleep in the other room, I gathered my strength and stretched out because I broke up, I hardly opened my eyes, and I could see Bibbiyu until someone was waiting for me, and that didn't stop me from sitting there for a long time. but still my eyes were dripping like a cloud-watching moon.
sanda took three minutes with my right hand to shake them before they came back to me normal, but they still haven't shown me what I have.

'It was a kind of fall in the future that arose for me', God willing, mother Ilaihi rajiun! I said in my heart. It was a terrible fear that I felt covered me. In the morning, I stood up and looked at the policeman, the cold sound of my voice made the sound of his name out. I came out worried and said
ABBUH...!

... Yesterday in the night, Abbu was lying next to me like a dead body that fought his grave.

Dan Daga, I don't even know why it happened this morning that she caught up with us.

I looked at him and went in, but I was putting my foot on the edge of the room and I saw the sound of corn in the courtyard and I saw the development of the corn until the door of the servants was closed and it was a sign of insistence that a person was going around.

'I didn't follow my eyes for a while because I was sure if it was inside, after about two minutes I kept my heart and let out a hidden moan, I turned and went back to the room and came out.

"...I put my hand on the torn palm mats that we were sleeping on and pulled it around.

On the body of the house, I put on the secret of our mourning and stopped, I took out the remaining noise and blew the fire and put the mat on it and turned to the courtyard.

Then in front of a small fireplace, I crouched down, I started to fire because our early morning was different from everyone else in our area.

"My name is Bahiyyah Ahmadu Alba.
I don't know where we came from, I said I know our origin, but now we live in a large area of the desert with a lot of cold and dark trees.

This is the area
One of the horns of the African continent, we are not in another country.

Among the African countries that are struggling, they include Ethiopia, Somalia, Djoubuti and the center of two water basins, namely quardafui and somalian sea, then Kenya, which is running in the east.

That's why if you look at our area carefully, I think we are in a mountain in the same forest that separates the gulf of eden and the red sea.

For my years in the world, I thought that I was born in this area, but I was very surprised when my mother came before her and died.

Here she informs me that she is a perfect Somali citizen.

In somalia, the gender is bilingual, whether you are arab or somali.

Well, Ammu is an Arab, she said that she doesn't even speak their somali language, all the Arabic and Somali languages are the languages spoken in the country..

She told me that Abbuh, that is my father, is from Ethiopia, front and back, she met him when she was doing business in the boader, their link outside the country of Djibouti.

a strong love caused their marriage.

After that, in short, my parents got married in Ethiopia, that is my father's town, but life was passing and my family was dying, before my parents' life was completed, she returned to Mogadishu, the state capital of Somalia, where I was born.

Even here, I have not been hungry for a year
With the temptation of poverty like that of Somalia, there was a small war that separated us from everyone and everything in the world.

So we migrated and left Somalia, since I was a baby, the migration brought us to this forest where we met the descendants of the Fulani people and we sat among them and lived.

Until today, we have not left here for the fourteenth year.

A year ago, cancer caused the death of Ammuh and since the death of Ammun Abbu, he has had a bad heart attack and I don't know what kind of love and affection are between them, my dad cannot live without my mum

their passion is different from the passion of the lovers of today.

In the past, God has given us the gift of treating diseases and knowing the healing of pain even if it is the result of a person or a demon.

Abbu has the gift of going into the desert to hunt and pick leaves, trees and colorful roots, and he can control them as he wants so that they can get relief and healing for almost any kind of disease.

For years he has been helping but today, even Abbu couldn't find a tree or any other leaf that would cure him of his love for ammu, which is bothering his heart.

Ammuh's death is like the fall of a woman.

"Then he completely stopped going out anywhere, since then he stopped all his cases by selling hair medicine until the heart disease got so severe that he didn't even hear traditional medicine on time.

Now my dream is to get the help that will be enough for me until I see a white doctor in Egypt where I am studying

I see that they are also entering business in our area and we are not very far away.

Even when I tried, I saw that Abbu's body was at war. I was always afraid that Abbu would also die and leave me alone.

........

That's how I sit in front of the stove, my eyes
they were covered with the smoke of the raw sound that was burning. It was hard for the fire of the stove to catch and it was burning. I got up and pulled the bug on my side, because before that I cleaned the place where I was sitting, I just put the rest of the roasted lamb that we ate yesterday because He also put it on my salad.

Basically, we don't eat enough food related to herbs or vegetables, because of my parents, we are not much of vegetarians.

When I came later, I knew the origin of our history and I stopped wasting my time studying our eating habits.

Ammuh told me that in Somalia, they are also used to their parents and grandparents, they grow turmeric, curry and corriander, and their food is from lamb meat
chicken and tinkya cattle,
Then basmati rice.

This has further explained to me the impact of the poverty of the country of Somalia, but since we came back here, thank God, we will say, all the opportunities are different, but Abbu one day makes us eat pure fruits or leaves of alaihi, tufa,cerely, gurji, karas, ibini and dates and lettuce leaves.

We also cooperate with him. As a disease protection expert, we follow him most of the time and change food.

"I was sitting in front of the stove, later I heard the sound of his footsteps, I turned around and turned to see him properly as usuall was standing in a tight jump shirt that was smooth without shape, the shirt was a little tight but the pants were white and the color It's down, it's looking neat, there's no lid, because every chance I'm small, it doesn't stop me from cleaning my clothes.

He stood with his hand holding a buta and he looked at me with the light of his white eyes and smiled as if he didn't know how to cry for pity on myself or any other night.

In order to see me smile, he praised me with an Arabic word saying Saiiqah...yah noori...!

Nikuwa How he said these words and he was looking at me smiling and he knew that I felt a lot of love for him and his compassion made me feel... I stood up and looked at him

I saw that his hand was separated and he opened it for me, I myself didn't know the stick and I came near him and hugged him..Slowly I also said ABBUH NA, my HAMMAM,

Wano Dada looked at me and his body was shaking as if he was the only one who knew what the cage was in his room, so he raised his face to his and gave me a smile that touched my heart and made me feel cold...

He said, "Did you teach you the word "hammam"? I know you can't speak Arabic?" Indeed, the word is good for me... After my wife Zaynah, in the world you are alone, you can say this sweet word and I am happy with it.

I wiped my tears and smiled and bowed my head for two seconds..

I am happy that I don't know what to say.
"Abbu, the day at the market door of Modibbo's house, I heard a man of Egypt telling the king 'hammam', and the king was so happy that he gave him a gift of silver.

That's when I asked him the meaning of the word, he said that it is a word of greatness and it is not said that anyone is a hammam except a person who is full of pride, a role model, a thing of love and a thing of love..