ABOUT THIS BOOK
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The motorcyclist who carried Mimi didn’t drop her anywhere else; he went straight to the gate of the late Sulaiman Dabo’s house, using the directions she gave him. She got down, brought out his fare from the bag in her hand and gave it to him. He collected it, thanking her repeatedly when he saw that she had given him as much as one thousand naira. She didn’t wait to ask for her change; she went straight to the gate of the house and started knocking.
The gatekeeper was sitting when he heard the knocking, so he got up to open the gate, but first he asked who it was. In a choked voice, Mimi answered that it was Binta. Quickly, he opened the small gate. Because there was electricity lighting the place, he was able to clearly see her face, which was flushed red as if she had cried a lot, and her eyes were red and swollen.
“Binta? Is that you coming at this late hour?”
he asked in surprise.
Even after peeping outside, he didn’t see her car, nor did he see her with anyone. The condition she was in made her ignore the gatekeeper completely; she hurried past him toward the door that led to Hajiya’s sitting room. He followed her with his eyes, because from Binta’s state alone, it was obvious that something was wrong. He began to think, could something have happened to Hajiya? His heart sank and he clearly muttered,
“In sha Allahu khairan.”
The door to the sitting room was closed, so she knocked. Baaba Uwani was in the sitting room, but she didn’t hear the knock. She had been busy with chores and was tired; besides, she was a heavy sleeper. After knocking for a while, Mimi stopped and tried to search for her phone to call Hajiya’s number. Just then, she heard what sounded like someone talking from inside the sitting room. It turned out that Hajiya wasn’t asleep; she had heard the knocking from her room and had come out to check. She called out Baaba Uwani’s name until she woke up, then told her to go and open the door, saying she could hear someone knocking.
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