She finished speaking and stood up, feeling how he was looking at her, and after she entered the servants' quarters and the kitchen, she heard the sound of her bedroom door opening and closing, indicating that he had left. She waited two minutes before coming out, then took off her hijab and went back to Nana who was sleeping, her chest still heavy. Since she married Baffa, he had never tired of expressing his desire to marry more than one woman, and she had also brought peace to his heart, despite the fierce jealousy she felt. Once, after praying for him to have more wealth, she felt as if she had returned and said, “May Allah not give you too much, may He be the one who will be enough for their service, if they are not constrained, except for the additional marriage.”
One day, she laughed at herself. When he first started building, he picked her up on his truck and showed her around. She watched the layout of the house with interest, especially when he told her that a floor would be added, because he wanted to make it two parts.
“I want to go to the top”
She won't forget him laughing and telling her.
“And what if I'm the bride?”
She paused halfway through the conversation, but then she answered him with
“She's sitting on the ground, and I'm upstairs. I'm lucky enough to be the wife who fought with her and was given the choice of where I wanted to be, right?”
Baffa burst out laughing without saying anything to her. And when the ground floor was finished, the floor was taken out and the room was furnished with everything, and they left and came back, eight months later, he quietly told her that he wanted the top floor to be built as well, and all the parts of their new house, even the chairs he had given her, were still there because she thought he could always get married, but since he hadn't put a window or a brick in it, he started to lose his temper. But before the fast she started to take care of his transformation, he was a man who, when he came home, would put down his phone and sit down and watch the children prepare for her.
And she also used to sit with her and talk to her, but once she came back, she would be glued to the phone and keep clicking, and you would talk to her for no reason, her attention was on the phone, she wouldn't care, then he would start getting up and leaving the room when she was there and he would call her, it was the nature of his work, he interacted with all kinds of people, including women, how many times they called him on the phone, one day he wouldn't even answer in front of her, he would put it on speaker and talk to him quietly. She would start seeing the phone not only at night, but also in the morning. Baffa, who was supposed to come home after prayer, would go back to sleep, but it would be light in the morning before he came in, or when he came in, he would
