We were all in Ramadan's living room with his siblings arguing on which design was finer amongst the new polymer currency notes and the old paper design of 5, 10, 20 and 50 naira.
"Now listen to me Kaltume, you will do what I want because this is my house and you are my wife!"
"Please, not today I'm not feeling too well. Okay later at night I promise" came her quiet reply
"I want it now and I mean now"
"I'm not in the mood, please let me be"
"I see, since the day I said I'm taking a new wife you have been giving me an attitude in this house, I'm talking to you!" no reply came "Now I will teach you a lesson, I have given you so much liberty I have to put you back to your place today" and a whipping sound followed and yet another.
Maa yelled and dashed out of the room to the living
