It was a very slow ride, I was in my luxurious car, which was tired of being driven, the beauty of the car's design was different, and the light was shining brightly.
I'm on my phone, chatting with my girlfriend Benezar, who is studying in Australia.
Hearing that we were standing together made me look at where the driver was and in a low voice I said, "What's going on?".
He quickly turned around to avoid offending and said, “Sorry, madam, I swear it was a very slow move, but I don't know why it happened.”
She looked at him without saying anything more. He knew that my silence could cause him problems, so he said, “Madam, let me go down and see what's going on.”
At least she didn't tell him, and he knew she didn't have to answer him.
He went out and started to sneak into the cars to see what was happening. Surprisingly, the cars weren't parked there. Was it an old man who was hit by a car that caused the accident?
But when the people there were praying, Tukur could not go back and tell his roommate what was happening, because he knew her character, she didn't care about anyone else's problems, she only had her own problems, but there was no way he could do it, he had to go back and tell her even if she would leave him, because it was impossible for her to be there.
He returned, looked at her slowly and politely and said, “Sorry, madam, accidents happen, we had an accident, but I will know how to get out.”
He said that a little bit in a jest to make sure there was a conflict.
I haven't looked up at him since he started talking, as if I don't even know what he's saying.
I moved my lips slowly, learning the art of speech control, but I have no tongue because I cannot speak, whether it pleases you or not.
I'm just happy to do a chart with friends or have a party somewhere in the country or another state.
From then on, I didn't say anything to him anymore. I slowly got out of the car, where the accident had happened, and I saw Tukar following me, saying, “Madam, please stop, don't go to this meeting in the hot sun.”
Even if looking at me wasn't enough, I wouldn't want to answer him, I'd just go where I wanted to go.
Just as the old man was about to ride his bicycle, his arms and legs all ached, which was pitiful.
People kept talking to him about returning to the hospital, but he told them it was okay, he would go to the chemist in their neighborhood.
There's no way they could have let him go, because no one is unaware of the issue of aging. When a person ages, sometimes all they have to do is be patient and forgiving.
As I approached, I looked at the old man up and down, and then I said, “You old man? Why do you keep walking without looking ahead? Is this some kind of lack of self-control on the part of the poor man? Now you're going to lose my party? By God, today is not tomorrow, you're just going to talk nonsense.”
She pressed her phone and dialed a number. Suddenly, the police appeared as if they were on the spot. What surprised everyone was that they didn't know what this beautiful young girl was planning to do. Although they understood everything from her words, their surprise prevented them from understanding what she wanted to do.
The old man quickly looked at his body until he was shaking in surprise and said, “Hey girl? Are you smart? You're old, you told me I'm not smart? What do you think of yourself? Because you're going to the party, your compassion and faith have disappeared? You're even calling me crazy? No wonder, because from what you see, you come from a home of ill-discipline and lack of respect for human dignity, because you're obsessed with money, prestige, and power. . . . .”
I turned around in a flash because his words were racing through my mind, and I was wondering if this guy knew who I was? Although you can tell from his looks, it's not hard to see how his body parts were all torn apart.
“Are you insulting me, Zulfah, as much as you want? Today I will finish you off. Even if you don't pay attention, today you will pay attention, because no one is worthy of pointing a finger at me.”
Saying this, she turned and started walking in a strange gait, which really caught the attention of her viewers because Zulfah is one of those women who can change her body style so much that you would think she was a chameleon that changes her gait and style to attract attention.
It's not a problem, that's how she is, no matter what she does with her body, it's beautiful.
Zulfah started to speak, the first time you look at her, you will see a pure beauty that no one can describe. Her beauty comes from her family background. Shuwa is Arab in front and behind, except for a small trace of Hausa in her ancestors. Her father is Shuwa because his father is Shuwa, and his mother is originally Hausa. Zulfah's mother is Shuwa Arab in front and behind, there is no secret.
They inherited money from everywhere, but it will never be fully understood until you know who the ALFAH RASHEED family is.
The police have already killed this old man, it's a pity but no one was able to stop it from happening, because there was no face to speak because a car filled with police officers with their guns, you would think that a serious crime had been committed.
Many people were quick to comment on what had happened, but it was only after the police arrived that they were called in after the attack.
I immediately got into my car, which was very beautiful and quiet. Tukur was shocked as he looked at her, his eyes widening slightly because he was afraid that he would lose his job. When he saw Zulfah pass him and get into another car, he made sure that the departure was over to make sure that Zulfah would not listen to him anymore. However, he still got into the car and drove home, because he thought that she might have calmed down by now.
She ran to the house, straight away, they had to walk a little further and Murassha said, “Zulfah, you didn't tell me what happened? You called me and I came like a remote control.”
I didn't answer her, I just kept looking at the road and my heart was pounding, because this old man really upset me since no one had ever stood up to her and said such things to her, and this old man, who she felt was right, should be kept in her cell until she needed him to come out.
Murash-sha did not speak any more, because she was so sure that her friend would not care if she spoke loudly, so she kept her mouth shut and said peace was better than a king's son.
They were coming to me and made their way to an estate, where at the gate of the house they were posted as follows:
ALFAH RASHEED ESTATE.
The house has about twenty parts, each part has a different design color, but some parts are white, unless you paint them differently. In one of the parts, I saw Murash-sha parking her car, which had a license plate on the back that said ALFAH ESTATE.
Murash-sha, who drove the car, came out herself and opened the hood for Zulfah, but it took about five minutes before she released her beautiful foot, which was wearing a pair of gold-colored shoes with a terrible heel, which had Z&A on the bottom, designed like a bottle, so you could see the writing on the bottle, which was written in golden color.
Murassha looked at Zulfah and said, “May Allah guide you, Zulfah.”
I walk in the cold with my mother, which has become like my nature.
Masha Allah! I entered a living room and a beautiful door opened by itself. You could see everything inside the living room, because the door was like glass.
In short, I had to go through two doors and find myself in a large hall. What was even more beautiful was that an old woman emerged from a room attached to the hall, pacing as if she were confined to her room.
