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TALE OF THE NORTHERN GIRLS (On Hold)

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"Stupid soul!" She exclaimed.
"I hate you from the bottom of my heart, with the whole of my spirit, I have never seen a charlatan like you in my life, but i shouldn't suppose to be bamboozled because i know from who you inherited it, you are the replica of your mother's illiberal and raffish characters, but there is something thing i want you to understand, you can never Hornswoggle me with your innocent looks because even your senseless mother couldn't let alone you tiny shit, now take out your mosquito legs before i break them into thousands of pieces." She bellowed devilishly.
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"For all my life my life, i have been regarding you as a mother but today i am regarding you as Hajiya Wasila. Hajiya Wasila we are poor, yes we are and we never deny that and Alhamdulillah we are satisfied but mind you we have what rich people like you don't have and that is a good heart full of humanity, pity and patience! And i thank you so much for bringing back my belongings they mean alot to me, as a poor daughter you make it easy for me and what i wants you to admit here is, you are getting two people of thesame gender married because your son is officially not a man right from the first day he raised his filthy hands on me. Now you can stop staring at me and get out of the poor people's house, Thank you."All Rights Reserved

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