Shattered Bonds:Treacherous Path of Betrayal

inab's Hausa. The gate man, Malam Bala, opened the gate f

tar's eyes widened in surprise. "Usman, what happened? You've changed so much. Look at you, you've l

heart heavy with sorrow. "You won't understand,

can't understand? Just tell me, I'm here for you," Mukt

ed our divorce three times, and I don't even know why or how

lease. Men don't cry over love. Besides, you have Sa'ada. She's got eve

But looks and beauty aren't everything. It doesn't matter how she looks. What matters is how I feel and wh

"Then why did you marry her if you ha

riefly, not wanting to delve into th

y mistake earlier. If I had confessed to sleeping with Sa'ada in our matrimonial home, Zain

ways a solution to any problem. It all depends on how we vie

divorces her. The problem is, the thought of her marrying again is unbearable to me because I know no man w

ill chuckling. "Let me tell you, there are plenty of people out there

? I'm pouring my heart out to you, and you're laughing. I can

ng through a lot. As I said before, there's always a solution. Why don't you consider paying someone t

now," he murmured, his voice tinged with despair. "How can you advise me to do such a thing when we both know it's prohibited? I can't bring mys

I will never do," Muktar replied curtly. "After callin

Usman pleaded, his eyes filled with remorse. "I

Usman sighed and said, "I'm

retorted, "You kn

, let bygones be bygones. I take back my wor

gerator to find an array of drinks. He reached for

oth beverages, then questioned, "I

hand and replied, "Yes, what did y

hing," he said. "I simply forgot to te

a soft drink and leave it in the fridge? When I called you the worst person, I meant it." His voice slurred as th

d, "Well, it's better to be drunk than

her bottle and finished it, while

led back home, he found Sa'ada sleeping peacefully in the parlor.

rtled me," she said, her vo

d Zainab's house?" he shouted, pointing an accusing finger at Sa'ada.

at him. It wasn't a dream; he was indeed drunk. "What am I see

ing silently, as Usman emerged brandishing a thick cane. "Where are

d vomiting and even

eaming down her face. It was in this moment that she truly comprehended how she

sed and turned, the night's rest