AISHA'S DIARY 2
Mallam Shehu apparently appeared to be harmless and wise. He stood by the doorway leading to the room chewing bitter kola..
"My daughter" He said with an undeniable hausa accent.
"I have been expecting you since. Your father said you will come."
"good evening Mallam" I greeted. "He said you will give me something to take home for him". I replied
Mallam Shehu said I should go inside and bring a black nylon on his centre table - what my dad need is inside it. Like a swift and venomous bite of a snake, he pounced on me from behind.......
At eleven, I resolved to stay strong and become a shield for my younger siblings. Baba's indifferent stand and his piercing words after learning of my travail in Mallam Shehu's hand proved that family is beyond blood ties.
"You are going to marry him anyway. So whether he does it now or later, there's no difference" those were his words.
It burned my heart to know that Baba would, for money sake, allow me to suffer. The ugly memory won't divorce from me. My afflictions are much; but the love for siblings won't let me quit. How much more disaster must come my way, before laughter will reign inherently...
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