She did not stop greeting them, just as they did not stop interrupting her without any hesitation or hesitation. She took off her slippers and carried them in her hand to avoid any conflict. She entered their mother's hut without greeting them. She could hear them starting their business, which was spreading gossip and vulgar language.
“'hmmm, if you're really worried about it, go finish your walk and come back to your mother's room and stay.”
“What if they refuse to marry her off for nothing? They are not being told that she is beautiful, she is not their daughter? They must have invested in her.”
"''hmmm, by God your water is ruined, and the water will be a disgrace in this house, in a jury, to the stream with a pitcher to fetch water''
Everyone was listening to what they were saying, even her mother, who, if they were new, would have been used to it, saying that no one would be able to help them. She found her mother in the crowd, apparently the noon prayer was about to begin. So she washed her bag, put it on the chair, along with her hijab, and went back to the courtyard to perform ablution. When she finished, her ablution did not stop while we were still in their courtyards. No one raised her head to look at them, despite the pain in her heart. She put on her slippers, tied her ablution, and intended to enter their tent.
Isyaku went to my mother's house, Hadiza ran up to her, holding her hand, her bowl full of rice. She didn't notice him, she felt him following her skirt and her legs. She quickly looked at the boy who was standing there staring at her and said, “Hey, Isyaku, why can't you walk slowly?”
He twisted his mouth and glared at her.
“Yes, I don't need to be taught, I can't do it, useless work, marriage is a burden to people at home.”
Her heart was in turmoil, the boy she had given her, who was barely fifteen years old, would stand in front of her and tell her this, his hand on hers, his gaze reaching out to her, before she could do anything, she heard Aunt Hadiza's voice, in a harsh and hoarse voice, saying
“'Oh, don't you dare touch me, boy, bye-bye, if you ever touch his head again, we'll take away the spectators bye-bye'”
She didn't listen to her own whims and allowed Isyaku to slap her for a reason. In the morning, before she left, he gave her a gift and she watched without saying a word, only laughing and laughing with her, while Tayo himself was saying it.
''Father's scum, by God, today you will realize that tea is water''
The bridge is approaching, which is similar to the entrance of Malam Mamuda into the house.
''Are you okay?''
"Oh, my dear, may God have brought you here. By God, we are tired of this adultery between us. She is not married, she is not a prostitute. Is she enough for us and our children?" she said with a sigh.
''So what happened now?''
"This little boy is so stupid that he slapped her just because he didn't
