Madina's POV
After my husband left for his parents' house, I went up to take my shower and wait for my friend, Aishat.
Aishatu or Aishat as she liked to be called, has been my friend for the past two years and she has been nothing but supportive. However, she has never been in support of me hooking my man with any woman to get him married. She often make reference to the past, saying the next co-wife might be worst than the last one. But all that has never and will never stop me from seeing that my man have his own children.
Soon after getting out of the shower and dressed in a bubu gown, I heard a knock on the door and as I was expecting it was Aishat.
"Shatu nah, matar Soldier. " I teased her, she is married to a military man.
"Dan Allah ki barni. Dama da bachin ranshi na fito d
