Months past by, everyday was worst than the other all i see are lashes of cane.
I hardly eat properly nor sleeps, everything was getting worst until this day I finally made up my mind on leaving the house but promise not to let Abba know about what i was going through.
I packed my cloths and drove away.
On reaching home I was happy Abba wasn't at home so I got the chance to plan what to tell him with Mami.
"My dear what happened" Mami asked as I walked in.
"Mami am back home, I can't take it anymore" I replied crying.
"My dear kowa hakuri yekeyi, you just have to be patient"
"Mami ko mi hoti sare yende mi wari do (since I left the other day I visited) I've been facing nothing but beatings, Mami laru bawo'am (see my back)" I replied crying.
"Subhanallah, Allah hoinu" Mami said with tears.
"So Mami what should we tell Abba, if he ask why i came home"
"Don't worry about him"
"Mami you can't tell him, you know how Abba can be when he gets angry"