Somewhere around Suleja.
"Asalam maleku Alhaji Jamil", Alfa Hisa said to Alhaji Jamil, "Alhaji Hisa how are you doing?
"I am not fine" Alhaji Hisa replied hastily.
Alhaji Jamil stared in shock,"Please tell me what is wrong?"
Alhaji Hisa dropped his Tasbih into his pocket and began to nod his head.
"Speak now" Alhaji urged him."It's about Zainab your wife and Yusuf, I don't know what happens that make her beat the young boy mercilessly, The last time she almost poured him hot water, if not that he ran to the mosque for rescue.
Alhaji Jamil began to laugh profusely, "So is that what you wanted to say that you were so serious nodding your head "He began to laugh again.
"It's very serious", what do you want the people to say, that a whole imam can't control his house, then how can he control the mosque.
Immediately Alhaji Jamil got infuriated and walked out of him.
Alhaji Hisa was trying make peace, but Alhaji Jamil snubbed, he went straight for his gate and slammed it closed.As Alhaji came closer to the door, he began to hear an outcry, he leaned closer to the door and place his left ear, he could hear Yusuf crying out loudly, he immediately opened the door, and saw him on his kneels with a mortar on his head "Zainab!!!!". Alhaji Jamil called out her name in annoyance.
Zainab came out from the kitchen with a belt on her hands, and her baby on her back, and a covering of a white hijab."Do you want to kill him? He said to her as he came close to her.
"Answer me" he screamed.
"Alhaji baza ku fahimta ba"(It means you can't understand), Zainab said as she constantly pat the child at her back.
"I can't understand what woman?" He asked.
"He offended me that's why I punished him." She said."How on earth can you tell a 10years old boy to carry a mortar? Is that the way you were treated. If you were always carrying mortar do you think you would have been able to marry me."
"Alhaji don't bring that to that to the matter on ground,"
"Don't bring.... What!. Alhaji yelled. At this point Yusuf was already soaked in tears laying helpless on the ground.
Zainab in anger flipped the belt in her hands back and forth to flog him again. But she is interrupted by a thunderous slap by Alhaji Jamil.
Zainab immediately dropped everything in her possession, including her infant child at her back on the floor. The poor infant burst into a 'wah' cry.
Alhaji Jamil continued from the slap to an intense beating of Zainab. Although that was his first time of laying his hands on her, at least it's worthwhile, he use this as a full payback of her past and present misdemeanors.
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Area 1Garki (Vines hotel).
"Sulaimon make sure you run the errand i sent you, and remember to wash the car"
Alhaji Usman count a quite lengthy number of a thousand naira note, and handed it over to him. Sulaimon collected the money and headed straightaway for the car.
Alhaji continuosly caressed Cynthia's cheeks. As they both walk into the hotel building.
"Give me Room 102 as usual", Alhaji said to the receptionist by the stand. He collected the key and They both walked through the staircase to the room."Alhaji how do you want it this time around? Cynthia asked.
"Anyhow you want it but please take it easy with grandpa. Alhaji replied.
They both burst into laughter.
Alhaji came close to her, I think the best thing Maryam gas done for me was introducing you to me..... He said with a smile. Cynthia replied with a smirk."likewise Alhaji, I am so happy nothing stopped that day, and I thank God for the stupid taxi driver.......
Alhaji laughed hysterically, "Tell me more babe" "You won't believe it, the guy smooched my yansh, and was even doin me eye... "Nawa" Alhaji replied.
He opened that his dirty mouth and started one yeye introduction, My name is Nashiru BLAH BLAH BLAH.Alhaji was shocked, "Wait what did you just say his name is" he asked her. "Nashiru" Cynthia replied. "Is he he tall?, Dark, a little tribal mark by his right eye...... Alhaji was just asking numerous questions that kept Cynthia guessing if they have met before.
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Into Maryam's world.
Maryam!!! Ayuba called out her name, Maryam answered in distaste. " What is it"?
"Where is the money I begged you for?
"Which money, did you keep money with me, she asked him.
A Marriage of a decade has not seem to produce anything, Maryam blames her husband for being a sluggard, she is the one that has to feed the families and shoulder the responsibilities.
How will they have to feed? if she had not sold her body to one rich man outside. The economy is bad, being a civil servant with just a meagre of 50,000 naira as salary can do nothing, by the time all the expenses are calculated not even a dime will remain.
She did everything, started many businesses but failed, everything follows the rule "Without connection you can't have it, you can't do that.....
She had no choice than to settle for prostitution, Something she has been doing for more than 5years now, She introduce a prostitute to a client and earn a percentage out of it, it doesn't have to be a prostitute, she has even ended up fixing marriages on this ground in which some worked out well and the rest had failed.
Maryam walked close to Ayuba. "Take 100k I will give you the Vance tomorrow. Ayuba immediately began to chant sweat words to her hearing, he cuddled her from behind and began to kiss her neck passionately.
"We can't do this, I have somewhere to go, remember to do the dishes and make the food, I will be back in a jiffy." Maryam said to Ayuba as she stepped out of the house.
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Simone had alighted from the bus,to Suleja, Uni abuja (The second Campus) tobe precise, with her child and the little luggage. She had no phone to make a call across. It all happened that sometimes back as she was on a phonecall with Ayo. Yakubu came in and out of jealousy took her phone smashed it into pieces. She pat her baby continuously as he hummed in discomfort on her back. She walked straight to an MTN call centre.
"Hello Bros, abeg lemme use this sim card call call abeg. She said to the man by the counter."Ok" your money na 20 naira for every 2 minutes. Simone nodded her head in agreement but heaven knew she didn't have the money, because she had spent it on Transportation and feeding of both herself and her child. She made a call across to Temi, Lara, and Britney, and they all have her reasons she couldn't stay with them. In her darkest hour none of them came to her rescue, even after notifying them that she was with a child.
She finally took a piece of paper that Gaburu gave her which contained Alhaji Jamil's phone number, she put a call across, and got a delightful response from him. "I will be there shortly" He said to her.
Now her mind was at ease, but at the same time she was nervous, they had history together, let nothing if that sort happened, she thought as she was schizophrenic of rape incidence.
As she was lost in thought, her attention was caught off by the sales-man who was now requesting for his payment. She began to itch her head as it was time to face the music
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Woman Of Color ( on hold)
General FictionA story of falling and finding oneself. Women are put under pressure, dejection, and in an utmost act of servitude. Especially the Women of color, there are most of them that are have been made guilty just for being a woman, The trials, abuse, pain...