She was sitting on a two-seater sofa, lost in thought, not knowing when she would return from her long journey of weaving and the worries that her heart had about her married life. She was young but not very tall, of average height but not short, and her age could not have been more than twenty-five.
Safiyya, the daughter of Malam Sadiq and Majida, the things that have gathered and confused her thoughts are one thing that has always been the mainstay of her happiness and joy, this thing is nothing but the slander that some people have with the name MAI FAAR KAFA. This name is bitter in her heart and she is at a loss as to how to put it because she herself does not know the origin of this matter, except that she knows that the mother of the Aba'is has a name that to this day is not a small thing that she feels can cause major problems in her life, the pressure that people will continue to see her as MAI FAAR KAFA.
“Now what am I going to do with my life, where should I put myself? Why don't people understand that I am a human being like everyone else, I am also poor like every other woman, which makes people not understand that I also have the freedom to live in my marital home like every other woman lives, but at my young age, this is my third marital home and in every home I have given birth, but accusations like ignorance do not allow me to continue living with my children in their father's house, but each time I leave him, my son does not want him, but there is no better solution than that.”
"Safiyya reached the end of her heartfelt conversation with a smile and straightened up, even though she was still immersed in the river of thoughts that had overwhelmed her.
“Every woman lives in her own home, her mind at ease, except for a few things that are not lost, but in my own home, it is the opposite. I am always in fear of the oppression of my existence in the marital home or vice versa. My ears are always afraid to hear the word of divorce because I know that people, in their ignorance, will not let me live happily.”
Their twisted and unfounded thinking prevents them from letting me live in peace, as if I were the only woman on earth who had no place in her husband's house or in the neighborhood, why can't people understand that God determines everything, God alone gives and withholds, He provides and makes poor, He gives wealth to whom He wills when He wills and takes it away when He wills without the knowledge of any human being, not to mention the cause of worry or the solution of something!" She reached the end of her speech when her hand was on the belly of the child and his birth was today or tomorrow.
Nothing worries her now except seeing her husband Rabi'u's absence and hearing him say things like the ones people throw at her, things like the way she left her husband Sani's house and her second husband Salisu's house. When Rabi'u was going to marry her, he ignored the words and claimed that people were ignorant but now he is getting smart and he is starting to believe people's words, which is no small threat to her marriage because she knows that it is like death, clothing and burial of her marriage, she is now scared of Rabi'u's situation, she knows that he can divorce her at any time and that is how she will end her life in a constant marriage? A marriage that does not last long is dying, with her childhood but she is being married and divorced without any fault.
"Safiyya, Safiyya, Safiyya" The call that her husband Rabi'u was trying to call her brought her back from the world of thoughts that she didn't know how long she had been in it. She began to struggle to get up because of the weight of her body, on the other hand, her heart was pounding with a kind of fear that was combined with the fall that had visited her for no reason, a terrible fear was shaking her body, so she tried to get up, afraid that I would visit her again, because from hearing this call, she knew that there was someone on the ground, she must have suspected that something had happened or was about to happen.
