Chapter 3———->>>>>>>
Waking up.
Bintu pov:
Many suitors have been coming all in the name of asking for hand in marriage but Manir manage to chase them all.
Manir is the champion of wrestling after my father in Zoma village.
Wrestling has been a major source of entertainment and sport.
Manir , being the most feared after my father, is unfortunately interested in me .
I have been avoiding him since day one but he promised to make sure I never married no one but him since I rejected.
"Where is Tanimu?" I asked my mother trying to change the topic about my marriage.
"He is sleeping inside his room" my mother said pointing at a mud room covered with bamboo roofings just opposite mine.
The sound of someone coughing got all our attention as we turned to the source of the voice.
The brown skin melanin man opened his eyes with fluttering filled lashes revealing a bright light black iris which were so deep black you'd think they were ash.
His lips were set in a thin line probably confused. The mud covering his face did nothing less in showing his exquisite features.
His thick full brows scrunched together in utter confusion, I am sure my brother , Tanimu , will be very jealous of this stranger's looks.
Tanimu always boast he is the most handsome man in Zoma village although he is just like the male version of me.
My brown eyes which was inherited by my mother matches Tanimu's , Tanimu likes doing low cut with his black hair while I like to leave my long hair wavy hair abundantly free in the air.
My father stood up and loomed over to inspect the muscular man lying down looking confused.
"Get the herbs Bintu and apply to him" my father said as he went back to his stool.
I entered my room and came shortly after with a small basket of different herbs mashed together.
I jave been using my knowledge on herbs to cure alot of people in Zoma which is how I earn coins, this man should be grateful he is getting a free service from me.
The stranger kept looking at me confusely as I approach with the herbs.
I carried the rag and soaked it inside a bowl of water as I cleaned his face well .
He backed his face away while glaring at me confusely.
"Excuse me , you better stay still" I shrugged as I grab his face harshly cleaning of the mud before I stood up dusting my new clothes as I glared at the ingrate who pushed me.
The force he extended using those muscular arms was noticeable as it made my father's eye widen in surprise.
"You ....you ....!"I threatened as I approach him with confidence but immediately backed away whebthe man rolled up his sleeves up revealing more of those nerve-ricking muscles.
He intended to stand up but immediately fall back due to the pain that shot through his brown skin leg.
I focused my perfectly cat - shaped eye yo see that he had an internal injury on the leg.
"Serves you right" I mocked.
"And for your information, you'll find who will cure you and not me" I hissed and sat back down.
My parents were mute through out the whole event which made me curious.
" He has the spirit of a wrestler, I can sense it, he will be of great benefit" my father mummered as he shakes his head reasonably.
The statement made by my father already gave me a clue of what he plans on doing.
It's easy , train the stranger , bid him in the name of the village wrestlers , he wrestles and earn coins.
"Mr. , we are not going to hurt you , we saved you" My father tried to explain but the manstil stays mute.
"He might be deaf" my mother reasoned what we didn't.
"Oh yes!" My father exclaimed as he lookes at me
"Only you and Tanimu can do sign language , come and speak to him" my father suggested.
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Typing is not easy!
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Total word count—667 words.
A big shout out to my sister (walidah) for helping me type this chapter, I love you sis 🫂 💕.
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