Zara, the beautiful Fulani girl who lives in a lovely pleasant village of Mumbila plateau had to fled along with her family due to the unfortunate disaster that falls upon their small village. Through rift and raft, anxiety and fear Zara was able to escape with only her mother, her younger brother and Ayat. It was so heartbreaking and unfortunate that she had to leave behind the corpse of her beloved who sacrificed life along the run, and her dad who went missing amidst the war. The world she once knew, the life she always cherish came crashing down in front of her like an action, like a movie! For the cause of this, Zara lost her self, she lost her smile, her laughter, her friends And everything she cherished. She's left with nothing but terrifying nightmares that hunted her very soul.Even though they were free from the insecurity, the mother couldn't protect her beautiful maiden from the evil neighborhood. For the fear that her little fourteen year old daughter might be a victim of rape, she gave her out to aunty hafsat _ a stranger. Who live in the village temporarily. Together they left with the woman and never to be seen again. More heartbroken than ever Zara had to live with the woman in a far away land. Despite being depressed, Zara tried to live again But to her dismay, it wasn't sunshine and rainbows for her. Despite the love and doting of aunty Hafsa, Zara was not welcomed by the family and treated with disdain, considered like a trash. Aunty Hafsa was diagnosed of cancer four years later and she knew she had to save Zara from the evilness of her family and so. She got her married to her nephew Ahmad.
"You finally came out! Are you tired of hiding already?" "What?" Where did that come from? I turned my head looking for the source of the voice when my eyes landed on the devil himself. When did he get here? I stared at him like a fool. Unable to form words. He looks intimidating and I have this sudden feel of nervousness. "Can't get your tongue? Or have you seen a ghost? " "I.. I.. didn't know when you got here." I stammered "Why did you do that?" He asked his voice turning cold. Eyes turning into slits. Clearly angry. Why is he overeacting about that. I don't think that is a big deal. Well After all he is not a normal person. "Why are you stressing over it? I don't think it's such a big deal." I replied back. "What did you just say? He asked raising his voice? Messing with someone's food is not a big deal?" He bend down to look at me his eyes leveling with mine. He look scary. Why is he being like this over such a small thing? I looked down to avoid the eye contact. It is doing things to me. His fury form scared me alot. I have never seen someone this angry before. "Look up here!" He demanded. Like a robot I find myself responding to his commanding voice. I feel terrified. He look like he is being possessed. "People who mess with other people's food are simply evil. They are in human. They are witches. They do not deserve to be called humans. Do you even know what that is? You don't harm others with food!!"