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My
name is Fareedah but people called me Reedah to match the fashionable way
I dressed. I was 24 years old when I met my former husband who was young
lecturer then, named Ibrahim at a food joint in the school campus that's
college of education Gombe. I was a final year student then. I was having a
chit chat with my friends when Ibrahim overheard our conversation, I was
telling a friend that sat next to me that
Ibrahim looked like my ex boy friend.
Ibrahim just smiled and asked one of my course mate to call me. I was furious
but I had no option than to answer him. He said to me " I heard your conversation,
but if you will give me a chance I promise u , I will make u realize that there
are Ibrahims that are better than your ex". The next day I was coming out
of the lecture theatre when a friend of mine shouted my name and said Mallam
Ibrahim has sent for you, and my reply was "What for?" and he
replied " He instructed that we should go together ".
So
I followed him, and that was the beginning of our relationship I accepted him
without hesitation and we were both in love.
Mallam
Ibrahim was really good looking so many ladies felt over heels in love with him,
and so it was a kind of difficult to cope with but had to manage since am in
love with him. After several months passed by. I told him my parents will like
to see him which he obediently came and made his intention known.
After
the formal introduction his friend came and advice me to forget about Ibrahim.
I was puzzled but all the same I asked "why?” and he gently replied by
saying “there is problem" and I asked what the problem is. He just offered
me a seat and said after I settled down on the chair he offered. "Reedah
Ibrahim has impregnated a student of his department”. Despite that I was very
shocked but to be honest I didn't believe a word of what his friend told me and
all efforts to convince me proved abortive so he had no choice than to let me be.
On
a Monday morning I went straight to Ibrahim's department and narrated
everything to him but Ibrahim denied everything and I never doubted him because
I was so much in to him. Two weeks later date was fixed for our wedding. I was
very worried about why Ibrahim was rushing everything about the wedding unknown
to me ,he was also sued to court by the parents of the girl he impregnated.
The
wedding events started on a Wednesday and Alhamdulillah ba laifi an kashe
kudi.I later realized weeks before the wedding I noticed Mallam Ibrahim was not
using his car, unknown to me he sold his car. Hmmmm beginning of my problems,
from there he made me sell my Gold jewelries and lots more. I stopped seeing
him regularly; it was one excuse or the other. Two months later I took in and
morning sickness took over me and had to be hospitalized. By the to my utter
dismay Mallam Ibrahim could not even settle the hospital bill, my brother had
to pay every dime of it.
Eight
months later, I put to bed a bouncing boy. Alhamdulillah!!! The following day I
lost the baby and I cried as if that was the end of my life, I was taken home
for proper care the usual Northern way. l returned home after a month and
the following month I conceived again. I delivered after nine months with
serious complications my baby had total brain damage I was shattered and was
thinking of how I will cope with the situation. we started running from one
hospital to another ,my world was upside down. Mallam was fed up already at
that time.
We
were always picking quarrel, as time passes by my daughter Maryam was 4 years
but she looked like a 6 months old baby, her stopped coming home he left us all
by ourselves. I became sick and I was diagnosed with a heart problem, I needed
a helping hand and Mallam Ibrahim was not ready to lend a helping hand so I asked
to be returned to my parent’s’.
He
obliged and took me back to my parent’s house but he didn't show up not even
once. My brother who was a lawyer suggested that he should be sued. We did as
he instructed us, he was at the court the following week and he gave me saki
daya without any ado. I was heartbroken broken but just had to move on and
concentrate my daughter. She is now 11years old; she can neither sit nor talk
and am still battling with my health. But I always I pray to Allah grant me and
my daughter good health. Ameen. I have learnt that not all loves were meant to
last and stand the trials of life. Not all men could hold your hands and led
you away from darkness to light. I also learned the hardest lesson now I know
that all that glitters is not gold.
All
Thanks to Hafsat Sani, Barr Mariya
Names have been changed to protect the identity of the narrator
and other individuals in the story.
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