Everyone knows that the majority of the residents of Yola are Fulani.
In the DAMARE area, young women, children and adults gathered at the Borehole water collection point, where a bucket of water is sold for ten naira, three buckets for twenty naira,
Usually, it is better to go to the place on a day when there has been no water for two days, knowing that most of the people buying water at the place are black water vendors who use water pipes (amalankeh).
If you see a girl or boy coming to buy water, it's obvious that their parents are either very weak or completely selfish.
Aysher was sitting on the sidelines waiting for the line to come to her because she didn't come early, and Yadikko opened the window and lit the fire and then pushed it.
Because if you had a gas stove, you would buy water cheaper than if they had raised Gen.
Aysher had just gotten up from school and was about to start eating when she heard a voice saying she was going to find a water bottle for her.
Seeing that it was a Nepa fire, the girl said she had come to leave three large buckets of Penti for her.
Knowing that Aysher was not a noisy person, she stepped aside and continued eating raw Hausa potatoes that her friend Fatima Alhasan had hidden in her bag, thinking she would come to collect the water, so she brought her friend with her.
It took an hour before she finally arrived, and she was already carrying the buckets one by one, as she entered the house, bowing herself with the last bucket, happy to eat and go to the Islamic school to prepare for the Quran recitation that they would be doing in the next two weeks.
After finishing her meal, she stood up, washed her hands, and prayed before going to school.
She took her hijab and her Quran and lifted the curtain of Yadikko and said in the Fulani language, “Yadikko, I'm going to school.”
Yadikko raised her head and said, “You're not going to leave now, go to Innawuro's house and give her your unfinished morning work before you come to Inyaso. If you get home from school by 13:00, I'll finish this housework.”
I have a reason your father hit his chest and said you will study, then look at the study, I am happy with this journey you will complete, may God bless you after this journey, there is no Islamic school you will go to work again, you will work hard at Innawuro's house since your father is advocating for me, so do that."
Feeling relieved, Aysher returned the Quran to her room before leaving the house and heading towards Innawuro's house.
WHO IS AYSHER?
Aysher Usman Abdullahi is her full name. She is 16 years old, she is in SS one, Boko, Islamiyya and in the last grade. Aysher is a complete Fulani girl, because if you set the right window, she will not speak to you in Hausa, she is not a mischievous girl, she is beautiful and beautiful.
Her father was traveling from Gwarine to Lagos, a place with a well-kept secret.
Her mother, Aysher, only knew her through a picture.
Ayanda, Aysher's father, was telling her a story about eight months ago when one morning she jumped on Aysher's bed on the floor of the house.
At that time, the housewife had 3 children, Muhammad, Bilal, and Zulai, who is now married, so she did not study as much as she did in kindergarten.
It's not like Aysher's mother left the house but she didn't come back and I'm not sitting between her and Baffa Usman (as he is called)
After the uncle does this, he must divorce his wife, feeling that he does not love her and does not love her.
After she had finished her Iddah, news came to him that Hafsat (Aysher's mother) had gone to Kano to study nursing.
He wished her well and said, “Wherever fate takes us, we will live together, Hafsat.”
The Damare neighborhood is a neighborhood that is a mix of poor and wealthy people.
