In a hurry, she was getting ready when her grandmother entered the room and said, "Dije, you still haven't gotten ready? You need to go to school by nine..." Dije, who was being called, rolled her white eyes and looked at her grandmother, saying, "I swear, I don't know what you're talking about, I have my reasons for not getting ready..." She raised her head without responding and finished getting ready in her blue uniform, which was all dirty, and her white hijab had turned dark milk due to dirt. Quickly, her grandmother looked at her and said, "Dije, you haven't bathed today, have you?" Annoyed, she started stomping her feet and opened her mouth to complain, saying, "Oh grandmother, do you want me to catch a cold? With this kind of cold today, if I bathe, the cold will just come back..." Her grandmother sighed as she sat at the door, and suddenly she got up to open the door to the room, saying, "Jimmai, are you okay? This is too much salutation... did you see that Malam Sale has returned to the world...?" In great frustration, her grandmother replied, "This girl hasn't bathed again today, and when I spoke to her, she said she wouldn't bathe until the cold goes away..." She rolled her eyes and gave her grandmother a look, saying, "But Jimmai, you have no compassion... this little girl will bathe in this cold..." Today marks the fourth day Dije hasn't bathed. "Hmm, today I feel a new kind of itch on my body, or is it just you, Jimmai? Do you really like this girl? If you take her to the city, it’s already been arranged for her to marry, may Allah bring this one with the face of a cow, and you will go together." Her grandmother nodded without saying anything else and went back to the kitchen. "For God's sake, Jimmai, oh Allah, I will go to the city."
