Seated on a chair with her eyes closed, is Aisha. She had found love in the hut a few feet from the garden. She felt as the wind brushed on her bare skin, in pain, Aisha shuddered. A lone of tears cascaded down her cheeks as she remembered her encounter with Mama last night. She had never thought someone would beg her in her life, not to talk of Mama.
She felt a squeeze in her as Mama’s words came back to her. Mama entered the room with her tears rolling down her cheeks, and she met Aisha seated on her bed; clueless. As soon as Aisha saw Mama walking inside the room, she sat upright from her laying position and sat at the edge of the bed.
“Mama…” She called out softly and Mama sat down beside Aisha. She held her hands and tears were rolling down her cheeks in a rush.
“Aisha. Can I beg
