She didn't say anything, she continued her studies because she noticed that today we had a fight, she got up and picked up the cooler of food she had prepared for us and said "God forgive me Aunty Auta, I don't know if your mind will be upset like this, but I won't give it to you again, God willing, you'll eat this food and you'll feel hungry just looking at it." I interrupted her and said "You said it Dejja, you're a hypocrite, why are you eating the food?" "Yes" she just said and continued her studies because her mind started to get upset about what I did to her, she can take revenge and I told Yaya Jamilu that's why she keeps quiet when I do something to her even if it doesn't make her happy, I looked at her and said "Dejja, I'm not talking to you? I said you ate the food, you know you'll just say yes, what does yes mean?" I spoke to her in a hurry, but she gathered her papers and said, "I've been waiting for you to come back since a long time. I'll go to Jamila's room and sleep there. We'll study together. We have a test tomorrow. Pray." I sighed and went to bed, waiting for Aziza to come back and eat. I told her I was ready to start dating. After Dejja left, Aziza came in, laughing and said, "Beauty brought you and your daughter together. We met just now. She said some unpleasant things to you. I don't know what I did to Dejja. She doesn't know who you are." She spoke in a worried tone, and my heart sank as I looked at her. I said, "Did Dejja tell you about Aziza? I can see that you're feeling sad." She smiled while applying oil and said "Don't worry about breaking up with her, just say oil, any bad spell I use on you will turn into oil, and you are with the Prayer of the Mother, nothing will happen to you without destiny, she is following you, and I Beauty am following you with some spell? After the respect and trust between us, but Dejja couldn't understand it, she saw it as if I was going to do something to you and it wasn't like that." At that moment, my heart was really sad, I got up and left our room, I heard Aziza calling me but I left for a while, I heard that if I didn't see Dejja's father, then I wouldn't be there today, I was coming without knocking on Jamila's room door or saying hello, I went in and looked at Dejja, Dejja was also looking at me, she was still looking at me, I told her.

"You are your father's son, you have gone so far as to say such dirty words to Aziza? What do you have to do with me, Dejja? And what do you have to do with my life? If you are following me, is it your life or mine? I have not noticed you in this school, you are sad because I am with a big girl like Aziza, who is not as educated as you are, not someone who does not know anything herself like... "Stop it, Aunty Auta." Dejja cut off her thoughts, she looked me up and down, then she stopped and said, "By God, you are not good enough to say such things to me that you are only my father's sister, that is your limit, you are my father's sister, not my mother, then you know that you are not one of those who will say such things to me, I kept quiet and let it go, because I am patient with you, you are still thinking about what you said to me because it was only destiny that made you my father's sister? Then you can do anything, and not Aziza? Go away, Aziza, from today, if I am Khadija Jamilu Bello, by God, I will never talk to you about your life again, if you are good, your problem is not mine, and if you are bad, all your problems are yours since it is your life, not mine, and my life will not be wasted, you will not say that it will be wasted, so don't worry about Dejja, by God." I angrily kicked Dejja and sent her away, we caught up with her, saying that her friend Jamila separated us and told her about the man who was cheating on me, let's talk after all I am her father's sister, I was devastated, I called Yaya, I burst into tears and told him the truth about what Dejja did to me, and I said I didn't give it to Dejja, Yaya Jamilu really upset him, then he called Dejja and washed her baby blanket and said if she doesn't forgive me, then give it to her, I finished telling him and went back to our room and told Aziza how we did it, she was happy and said "you are a gift Beauty, you treated me like a slut now, you should say I don't know what to do, I'm not going to let you see me, we were talking, Dejja came in crying and started to apologize, saying that I didn't have to have Aziza speak to