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At Mr Haruna home

"Mama Aishat where is my dinner? I can't see anything on the table and I went to the kitchen the pots are empty",Mr Haruna who was just returning from the farm queried his wife.

"Papa Aishat why are you doing like this,why you know how things are in this household,you only dropped 500naira to cook a meal,I accepted it without complaining"..Mama Aishat said with a frowned face.

"Ehn ehn ,What happened next?why isn't there food in the house?"Papa Aishat asked.

"I went to Mama Uchu to buy garri and collect some food in credit when I got there she embarrassed me,collected the 500 naira from me because we are owing her 3000 for 6months..I pleaded to give more chance promising her we will pay our debts all fell on deaf ears...."Mama Aishat said amidst tears.

"I couldn't bring any thing home,I and the children haven't eaten anything since you left...Musa has been crying I keep on feeding him with water until he finally slept...I'm tired of this kind of life...Suffer too much Allah walahiii",Mama Aishat broke down on her knees.

It's okay Fatima,"My wife I know it's not our fault I know one day we would leave this state of poverty,Please stop shedding tears...Allah would change our story soon I believe,I brought some yam from the farmland take go and prepare it for dinner My Yariyan"Papa Aishat told his wife consolling her.