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Amina felt so warm in Adamu's arms and did not want him to let go of her but she knew that he soon would. The plans had already been made, her in-laws would come the day after tomorrow to take her to her husband's house. She was not sure if what she felt was anger or disappointment. Disappointment that her father had given her in marriage in exchange for a farmland. She was angry too that Adamu had not put up a fight for her. They had been lovers since their mid-teens and he had fought quite a number of boys in the village who dared come close to his Amina.
   Amina was the village beauty with the curves of a goddess and fierce eyes that only calmed down at the sight of her lover Adamu. Nobody could have imagined that she would end up the wife of a blind man who was older than her father and already had two wives but here it was, all happening so fast. Everybody was surprised and some were happy about it especially Hanatu who had always had her eyes on Adamu. Of course a few others who had tried to marry Amina but were rejected were happy.
 As they both left for their homes that night, Adamu and Amina were unhappy. Adamu felt crippled because he could not fight for the woman he loved, his father had warned him of the consequences of fighting one of the richest men in the village. Amina on the other hand was filled with a strange energy.
 She had come up with a plan that would save her. All she needed was to wait till her wedding day to execute her plan. As she walked home, she surprised a few passers-by by the way she was smiling. Everybody knew she dreaded her future husband so, what could have made her happy? As she entered the hut, she smiled at her parents and went to her bed space. She lay down and fell asleep smiling. Only her mother Fati was worried for she knew how devilish Amina could be. As she lay down on her bed that night, Fati wondered if Amina had planned to elope with Adamu but quickly dismissed the thought. Whatever it was, she would find out tomorrow.
(To be continued).

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