Loving The Broken✓

8•Self Defense?

A month later

Jiddah's POV

   I feel offended, I want to speak up and seek justice for my poor soul,but who am I to dare say a word. Every night I cry remembering all that I've went through in the hands of my so called cousin brother.

  He took away my chastity without any pity for my physical and emotional well-being, he didn't even consider the fact that I'm like a sister to him, this life is full of mysteries. I shed tears in silence, when will I heal from this wound?, I want to forget about everything and sleep in peace, I want to have a peaceful sleep without a nightmare.

   I want the memory of the incident to delete from my head, but then I realized that, self pity has become a part of me, the incident is in my imagination and I can't live without it on my mind. Why is Inna heartless, she didn't even at least scold her son for what he's done to me, since then Habibu doesn't even give me a glare, why would he anyways, when he saw and used everything without my permission. "Jiddah" it was so unexpected.

   I cleaned the tears on my face and looked at the devil that destroyed my life, he was carrying a smile on his face, 'you took away my pride you monster' this words I feel like saying but afraid of the circumstances.

    "How are you?"
"Am I not talking to you?!" He yelled moving closer. "I'm sure you enjoyed it the last time too, right?" He laughed. "Habibu don't even think of touching me" I warned, I am never going to allow any one do that to me again, not even him, I will stand up for myself, I want to live, yes, when there is life there is hope.

  Tears were already brimming in my eyes but I won't let him see any weakness. "I will, I have to" he's eyes were red, he's a monster, he looks like one.

   He grabbed my waist grinning and showing he's yellowish dirty teeth, "Habibu leave me alone" I was already in tears, "let's do this before anyone comes home, okay" he whispered. He wasn't going to stop so I took the clay pot beside me and hit him on the head with it.

  He grabbed his head and whined in pain, giving me a scary look. I was startled by the blood on his head, I hurt him!. "Habibu I'm sorry, it wasn't intentional" I cried begging him.

   "You stupid girl" he roared, I ran to the kitchen yard to hide cause I was sure Habibu is not going to let me be. He might even report me to Inna, oh My God.

    "Habibu what is this on your head?" That was Kawu's voice, innalillahi, I am doomed. "Jiddah, Jiddah, bring some water!" He yelled, I came out of the kitchen yard with water in a Calabash. Habibu was eying me furiously, thank God Kawu came home, if not Habibu won't let me be, he'll surely revenge.

  Now that he's father is back, I wonder what he's going to say to him, "Here is the water" he collected it and washed away the blood asking Habibu how he got the injury.

     "Shafi'u did this to me Baba, just because I said he's Sister is a Karuwa (sloth)" I was shocked by his response, Habibu is a professional lier and a trouble maker.

   "Da iskan yaro, so he did this to you just because you spoke the truth, he should show me the maiden that is not a virgin in this village if not that stupid sister of his, let me go and meet his father, he can't even train he's children well, just imagine!!" Kawu was shouting.

  He kept his leather bag and hoe heading outside, "Ehm..eh..Baba just leave them, don't mind them, I don't want it to look like I'm always looking for trouble" he said scratching the back of his head. Stupid Boy.

    "Allah sarki yaro na Mai hankali" Kawu said coming back, "The next time he tries this with you, I'll make sure he and his father pay for it, Sannu" he used a rag to tie Habibu's head.

"Have you eaten?" He asked again, "No" he said, "Jiddah!" I was close to them but he had to shout my name, oh God. "Na'am Kawu" I answered.

   "To kawo Masa abincin mana" he said, I went to the kitchen yard and fetched the tuwon Masara and Miyan kuka (baobab soup) I made for dinner and brought it to him.

    "Give me the soup first" he ordered, I handed it to him but what I got in return made me shout, he poured the soup on my hand, the miyan kuka is hot. "Habibu" I cried, "It was a mistake, raguwa kawai(weak person)" he eyed me.

  I washed my hands and went to fetch another one for him to avoid any scolding from Kawu. Habibu I hate you.

The Next Day.

   I learnt how to count my monthly circle from our Home economics Teacher when she was teaching the topic puberty, I should be expecting it today.

    I opened my bag to check if my rag is clean and intact, then I remembered the NYSC Teacher, the paper, and the money. I've used just 500 out of the money he gifted me. I miss him so much he's a very nice man. I hope we meet again one day.

  I've been feeling this pain in my stomach since yesterday, and now I feel like vomiting, my stomach hurts. I rushed out of the hurt and poured everything out, panting for air, I was feeling feverish already. I washed my face and went back to the hot.

   "Ya Allah please don't let me fall sick, they won't take care of me" I cried. The last time I got sick they didn't pity me nor did they lift some chores off me.

    "Jiddah" Inna called, "Na'am" I went out to meet her, "Fry this fish for me" she instructed. "I am sick Inna" I managed to say. "And how is that my concern" she walked out. I put the oil on fire and opened the fish to wash it but my stomach twisted resulting in more pain.

   I rushed to the compound to throw up for the second time, my head aches badly and my temperature is high, it feels like hell. "Ya Allah please" I cried not knowing what to do, I'm sick.

   "Jiddah, why are you vomitng?!!" Came Inna'a furious voice. "I'm asking you?!!."
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   ☹️🥺🥺Who can guess what is wrong with jiddah?💔☹️🥺

Sorry for the late update guys, I was sick but I feel better now, thanks for your concern 😊next update tomorrow Insha Allah👍💞.

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