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About this Novel

She reclined on her bed, adorned in an ash-colored nightgown, earbuds snugly fitted, serenaded by DJ-AB's track titled "DA SO SAMU NE." Her mind was at ease, free from the troubles of life, as she chatted peacefully. It was evident that the conversation had brought her joy, redirecting her focus entirely. Indeed, it felt like a regal morning. "Sofy! Sofy!! Sofy!!! Oh, I'm Fiddausi. This girl has entirely dedicated herself to this life. Let's say she's a person who does nothing but listen to music and chat on her phone day and night. Sofy, you don't understand, my dear," she exclaimed while patting her on the back. Sofy turned around, startled and fearful. "Mom, you scared me! I didn't realize you came in. I just heard you pat me," Sofy exclaimed. "You should be more careful, Sofy. Blaspheming God is not a good attitude," her mother chastised her. "Oh, Mom, now you're acting as if I'm always in the wrong. Don't you see how happy I am? Is chatting really such a crime? Besides, I'm not a child anymore; I've completed my degree. So, Mom, isn't it time for you to reconsider our marriage..."