Chapter Eleven

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Maman Aysha's face lit up hearing the last part about malams , she adjusted her sitting position on the couch and comfortably fold her arms in her chest .

She opened her mouth to speak but  before she could do that D beats her to it .She decided to tell Maman Aysha her mind now that she's super angry courtesy of a certain person called her husband ,she is not nervous whenever she is pissed .

" By chance do any of the malams you visit has a mansion?an expensive car or smell of an expensive Cologne ?" Maman Aysha was taken aback with surprise evident on her face.  Seeing that she's not going to say anything D continued.

" Most of them live in hiding or mud houses, others are even in the woods. Haven't you ever wondered why ? Because they can't take care of themselves not to talk of other people's problem, it was just a charade of making money ,an illusion to you guys that whatever is happening in your lives is as the result of the help rendered to you using the charm,forgetting that whatever Is happening in your life, what will happen in a decade to come is by the will of Allah and no one else "

Maman Aysha's demeanour changes to that of awe ,she stared at Khadijah as if she's a precious gem .

" Have you ever seen a mosque in seclusion?or an ustaz hiding in the shadows to worship Allah?an ustaz can spread a mat in the middle of the road and no one will ask him why or curse him because he is doing the right thing by worshipping his Rabb. Have you ever seen a man who is stealing government money coming out in daylight when the anti corruption officials are chasing the likes of him? Don't you think that what you are doing is not good ?it will affect your dunya and aakhirah which we are all striving to to get a better life there. Have you for once ever thought of the torment of hell fire?Do you know that what you're doing is associating Allah with His servant and it's called shirk?"

Now D is in tears not because of that but what happened earlier, she was talking but her mind is somewhere else, the sound of breaking glasses and   ceramic wears resonating in her ears .

" You're lucky enough to have an amazing man as your husband why are you doing this?are you among the people who prefer this world than the next ? Death is certain maman Aysha and it doesn't knock on your door seeking for permission when it comes, you'll just go and never come back ,have you ever wondered about what you will tell your Lord on the last day when you stand in His presence? Don't you fear the torment of the grave and that of jahannam ?"

She started crying while maman Aysha wiped a lone tear, holding her by the shoulder she tried to shush her. She was trembling and every part of her body is shaking .

" You're a nice woman and you played a vital role in my existence maman Aysha please desist from such acts, repent, do away with all the charms ask for your husband's forgiveness and in shaa Allah you'll live a happier and better life please" Maman Aysha knew that there's something making D break down like this but she didn't ask .

" Thank you so much D may Allah azza  wa jaal reward you in abundance, am so sorry for suggesting that to you, if you haven't been a good girl I would've turned you to the wrong path . In shaa Allah I will stop from this instance and let me call my husband, if he doesn't forgive me and send me back to my father's house I won't feel bad because I deserve it " .

D was drained and she lay in maman Aysha's room, before she knew it she fell into a deep sleep. Maman Aysha had gone to the backyard to remove the amulets she was given by the malams but to her predicament she didn't see any of them , how is that possible?she mused but went back to the inner house.

Later at night when Baban Aysha came back home , after he had eaten and rested , with a fast beating heart and shaky hands maman Aysha told him everything and her reason for stopping and repenting.

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