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E-book Nome
Dawn had just broken. All over the village, roosters were crowing loudly, waking the people up. The cool morning air in the highlands of Gayo was resfreshing. From the mosques, azan began to sound, calling people to pray. However, a young boy named Nome was still curling under his blanket on his bed. A woman opened his bedroom door and walked towards the bed.
Seeing that Nome was still fast asleep, she shook her head. “This boy does nothing but sleeping. All day he is just lying here. Eat and sleep, that’s all he ever does,” the woman sighed, pulling
the blanket off.
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