AMAL: hope

CHAPTER TWELVE. 🇳🇬🇳🇬

     * A vice is a vice even if the whole world are doing it.*

AMAL.

  " I have told you every single time that this girls are just badlucks." Auntie's husband lashed out on us. My head was down. I didn't want to raise my head up to look at auntie's face, even though I wasn't guilty of the incidence that happened at school, I couldn't still bring myself to look at her. My head down and tears clouding my view with a bottled up emotions on my mind.

   " Am sorry aunty." I said. She just heaved a big sigh.

   " I am not blaming you for anything. Am just wondering which type of disgusting school is that, God imagine honey a principal that is supposed to take care of the student. God this is horrible." Aunty said as she shook her head.

   " Well sometimes it's not their fault." Uncle said as he shot me  a glare.

  " What do you mean is not their fault. Who forced their stinking manhood into the female's womanhood." Aunty shouted at him.

  " Darling this is the reason. I don't like talking, I was about to say it wasn't their fault cause the government let this happen. Had it been they had stricter law it would have save alot." He said immediately changing his initial meaning.

Chameleon.

" Oh an sorry sweetheart. Go and change you both let me check another school that will accept you both, cause there are lots of schools here in kano. That's not the only school here." She said as stood up and went inside. Uncle eyed us so badly but I smirk as I know he couldn't do anything. I am no longer the naive girl that came into his house three years ago, am now a teenager with a developing chest. I held Jummai by her hand and walked out of his face. He should choke himself to death.

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    I don't just know why aunty ordered us to do a thorough clean up at home. Am so sweaty as I bend my back trying to wipe out every single stain from the tiles, am not complaining though, she did alot for me.

   " Baby T be fast, the visitors will soon come." She said as she hurried into the kitchen.

   " Aunty visitors again." I asked surprised, wow who are this visiting personalities that my rich aunty is cleaning the whole house for.

   " Baby T, stop calling me aunty, call me your mum am your second mum, and be quick about that mopping and join me in the kitchen." Aunty shouted from the kitchen.

  " Tor mummy, happy mummy." I said but I didn't get a reply but her happy laughter was enough to tell me.

   I stepped into the kitchen and meet mummy, removing the already crispy fried chicken from the frier and setting it on a parchment paper on a tray. She turned to look at me.

   " Kai Baby T, go and close your hair don't come and put your long hair inside my food ooo." She joked and we both laughed.
I went out to my room to get my scarf. My room door was opened to my surprise and Jummai is at islamic school and I hardly leave my door open, I hestate and shrugged my shoulders thinking I forgot to close it, as I stook an unsure silent step into my room, I paused shocked, what the hell is uncle doing in my room facing back with something on his face.

   " Uncle." I slowly called, he seems shocked that he had been caught as what he was holding fell off his hand landing straight on my bed,it was a black garment like material. I took a quick stride across the room and snatched it before his hand could touch it and can you guess what this sick pervert was holding, my undergarment to be precise my panties.