AN AUTANMAMA BOOKS COLLECTION
WRITTEN BY:khadyjatt
JILTED
(Fauziya's Struggles)
CHAPTER ELEVEN
5months Later
We owe no one anything, and nobody owe us anything, not even our family, we are no ones responsibility when people choose to help us they do it because they want to not for a certain priority.
When trials hit us hard we can even question our existence well that's the case with fauziya.
Staring at her daughter worriedly she sigh,
Amal has been sick for the past 3 months,
Fauziya has exhausted her savings in the treatment even though she's yet to take her to the hospital but she has took her to several pharmacy and did her best in purchasing the medicine, her pregnancy is i it's 9th month from the previous scan she did which was in her 2nd trimester her EDD is in 2weeks time,
"Mummy."Amal call staring at her mum, all the little girl does is cry and feeding has become impossible for fauziya she has to beg her mum for food which Hajiya Maryam would humiliate her before she give it to her.
"Yes Amal."Fauziya answer her voiced deep with concern as she stroke the girls full hair.
"I'm oungli."she says and fauziya releases a heavy breath, her mum travel 2 days ago she has locked her kitchen yesterday she has to trek 45minutes walk to her elder sister house Zakiya to beg her food which she gave her one that last them lunch and dinner, this morning fauziya went to Nusaiba house and she gave her 1000 naira after nagging endlessly she has long sold her phone and uses the money for Amal's treatment, even her clothes at the moment she barely even have clothes of hers because she has sold them, nothing just she and herself then her daughter is all she got.
"Mummy."Amal call again as fauziya stare at her,
She find herself crying as her daughter stare at her,
Amal is a year and two months, her talk isn't so fluent but one could still understand.
Fauziya wipe her tears and stand up.
"Just wait for me I will be right back."she says to Amal and leave the bedroom, she head to her mum kitchen that's in the apartment and try breaking the door but it's one of those heavy German door breaking it is impossible for fauziya.
She grab her hijab and put it on before leaving the apartment.
She stopped at her step brother site and knocked on the door, not so long it open and the light skin lady comes into view.
"Aunty saudat please do you have food I want to give to Amal my food is taking long to be cooked because of the rain that fall."Fauziya says and the lady give her a disdain look.
"Wait."she reply as Fauziya releases a heavy breath her heart pounding in pain.
"Here."saudat says and hand her the plate of food, it's covered so Fauziya thanks her and quickly leave,
She enter the apartment and Amal was still laying were she left her the girl had loose so much weight and look malnourished one could easily see her ribcage so many times Fauziya would stare at her daughter and cry.
She open the plate and pause, she stare at the bad looking semovita aside the sour smell erupting from the food it looks unhealthy to even eat, she close the plate ignoring her daughter crying who wants to eat the food and exit the apartment, she drop the plate of food in front of her elder brother apartment before she head out to find solution.
