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|Re: The Child Bride by cbella(f): 6:37am On Jan 05|
Why does this man think Ayisat wants his money.... It may look like she doesn't have a choice but she does have if Khalid starts treating her fairly
|Re: The Child Bride by AryEmber(f): 7:47am On Jan 05|
oly0511:You're welcome oly but I'm actually back and I owe you guys a long update or two. I'm trying to wrap the story up quick before I leave for school, I don't want to leave you guys high and dry which will be the case if I don't finish up before leaving. I heard registration takes all energy and can be disturbing, don't want to disappoint my beautiful and loyal fans!
|Re: The Child Bride by Chigold121(f): 9:27am On Jan 05|
AryEmber:welcome and thanks in advance
|Re: The Child Bride by Ennyfunmi: 3:58pm On Jan 05|
It's the first time of dropping a comment .. I must confess it's really a nice story ... Keep it up and make it longer
|Re: The Child Bride by AryEmber(f): 9:17pm On Jan 05|
The tick-tock of the wall clock continued in her head even after the time teller stopped working, she was lost in her thoughts.
“Get grip Ayisat!” she shouted at herself and stood up.
Weariness was going to kill her first before her mother in law come to finish the job.
“I guess she can always throw out my corpse,” she murmured to herself.
Ayisat sighed and went to the drawer beside the home theatre; she brought out a new pack of batteries and removed one of it. She walked back to the wall clock, stood on a stool and changed the old and exhausted battery.
Just as she came down and disposed the old battery, the house telephone rang.
“Hello brother Saliu,” she said, no need to wonder who it was, it could only be the gate man calling.
“Aunty Ayisat, there is a boy here who wants to see you.”
The word aunty still sound strange coming from him. It probably must be hard for him to call her that, a girl who was no more than his own youngest sister. It was an awkward situation but she decided she would continue to call him brother too, as she would if she was an outsider and not his boss.
“Which man is that brother?” she could not guess who that could be.
She knew no one from here and her husband didn’t tell her anything about entertaining a visitor before his return; if that were the case, even brother Saliu would know the man…..did he say boy?
“It’s a boy oh and he said his name is Ibraheem.”
Her heart nearly jumped out of her chest on hearing the name. Which Ibraheem? Stupid question, who else did she knew bear that name if not her friend of three years ago.
Perhaps she was wrong, may be it was someone else….. It had to be! Not her friend, the friend she crushed over for two good years! Her only …..
“What should I do with him? Let him in or send him away?” the man asked, sounding impatient.
“No! p.. please, let him in and…..thank you brother Saliu.”
She dropped the phone and waited anxiously for her visitor, hoping and praying it was not him but this was not entirely true. She was having conflicting thoughts in her; a part of her want the visitor to be someone else, the other wanted him to be her Ibraheem.
The doorbell finally rang; she ran to the door and opened it fast.
“Hello Ayisat,” it was him.
She was shocked, so much that she could only stare at him. How did he find out where she lived?
“Can I come in?” he asked when it seemed like she had no intention of inviting him in.
Ayisat wanted to talk but it felt like her tongue was tied, she nodded quickly and stepped aside for him to enter; she closed the door after he did.
“This place is nice,” he said, looking around.
She nodded again, not sure what to say to that this time.
“H….how did you find me? Was my aunt?”
He shook his head. “No help from there trust me, she didn’t tell me much. All she kept saying was that I should stop looking for you cause you are now in a better place.”
She watched as he kept looking round, so he was searching for her? For what?
“Faishat,” he turned back to her and said.
She was confused, what happened to her? She was about to ask when he explained.
“She told me you are here now……married,” he hesitated before adding the last word.
“Oh! I see,” she didn’t really see anything.
“She is right though…..your aunt, you are in a better place. You look well Ayisat, not as I feared.”
“What were your fears? Tell me Ibraheem, where did you think I would be now…. Did you even care?!” she was angry now, how dare he come out of the blue now and start to judge her?
“Of course I care! I thought of you always Ayi, always!” his voice was high too.
He should not call her that; another man was already fond of calling her that now.
“Did you? When? Why did you think of poor orphan Ayisat? Was it when you were amidst your new friends? Was it when you were about to eat? Did you wonder if I had eaten anything at all?!”
“Ayi….” She cut him off.
“Don’t call me that! You left Ibraheem! You got the admission you’ve always wanted and left without looking back at your dear friend, now you come back looking at me like I am a bad person because I got married!” she didn’t realise she was already crying.
“Ayisat, I’m not looking at you that! I’m just surprised! What did you want me to do; I had to go to school!”
“It’s been three years! Three horrible years….” She couldn’t stop the tears from falling, she burst into tears.
He closed the distance between and embraced her, she wept like a baby in his arms. All the tears she should have shed when told she would marry a man old enough to father her, when separated from her brothers. He shouldn’t have come back.
Ayisat cried hard, pouring out her pains with the tears. He didn’t not mind that she was messing up his shirt; he let her cried and consoled her as she did.
They stayed like that for a while till she stopped crying, she later disentangled from his embrace after she calmed down.
Ibraheem sighed. “I don’t know what to say Ayisat …….all I can really say is that I’m sorry.”
She cleaned her face and smiled weakly. “That was childish of me, blaming you when you’ve done nothing wrong really. You could not forfeit your admission just because my parent died; you did what you should have done. Thank you for thinking of me always and it is very thoughtful of you to visit me.”
He smiled. “Can I sit now? My feet are killing me.”
Ayisat burst into laughter; one could not guess she had been the one crying a moment ago.
“Silly me! Forgive my poor manners, please take a seat.”
He did and muttered “thank you” to her.
“Do you want me to get you anything?” she asked.
“No……let’s just talk Ayisat, I have a lot to tell you and I want to hear everything you have to tell me too.”
She sat beside him. “Okay then, let’s talk. Tell me about your school, how is school life? How is it different from our secondary school? Do you have new friends? How many are they? What does it…..”
“Slow down Ayisat, I forgot how curious you can be sometimes.”
They talked and talked like they used to, Ayisat soon lost the number of times she laughed. She totally forgot her worries and poured out everything to him…… all these before the door suddenly opened.
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|Re: The Child Bride by Pearl05(f): 5:27am On Jan 06|
Ayisat is in trouble nau, as a married northern woman no man except her father or brother is allowed to enter the house in the absence of the husband.
When it's mandatory for such visit the man shouldn't go beyond the zaura(main entrance) which is usually far from the main house .
|Re: The Child Bride by Austinsamekpo(m): 8:25am On Jan 06|
Hmmm wow never knew of this tradition..
|Re: The Child Bride by Gucciqueen38(f): 9:37am On Jan 06|
|Re: The Child Bride by cbella(f): 9:38am On Jan 06|
Lol.. they are in the technology era.... No more of those traditions
|Re: The Child Bride by marischerry(f): 11:47am On Jan 06|
just praying that her husband will not misinterpret what he saw
|Re: The Child Bride by AryEmber(f): 7:08pm On Jan 06|
Khalid noticed the difference in the way his gatekeeper greeted him and wondered what was wrong with him. Saliu always asked how his trip was and tried to engage him in small talks but today, he hurriedly greeted him and him and went in.
He was glad though; he won’t have to stay back a bit and replied him, he was too tired anyways. Khalid thought he heard laughter when he got closer to the front door, he was convinced he heard right when the person laughed again.
Ayisat had her head thrown back in laughter when he opened the door but the moment he walked in, her laughter died.
He looked at her, from her to the person beside her. She brought a boy to his house? Did this girl know anything? No wonder Saliu behaved strange when he greeted him.
Ayisat stood up immediately and rushed to his side, the boy stood up too nervously.
“W…welcome back,” she managed to greet him.
“Good evening sir,” the boy bowed a little.
“Evening,” he hated the feeling rousing inside him.
“This is Ibraheem, we w…want to the same school together,” Ayisat stammered out an explanation.
School friend? Or boyfriend? He shook off his thought; it should not matter to him any ways. He was dissolving this marriage as soon as he had the time.
“How are you and your studies?” he extended his hand out for a handshake.
“F…fine, I’m doing fine sir.”
“It’s alright, you can call me Khalid,” he told him as they shook.
“Okay? Uhm, nice to meet you sir…. Khalid”
He forced a smile. “I hope Ayisat has welcomed you well?”
Ibraheem nodded. ”Yes Yes,” he repeated nervously.
“Well then, you will have to excuse me now. It is good to meet you,” he said but he didn’t wait to hear what the boy had to say or allow Ayisat to take his suitcase up.
Ibraheem scratched his head. “I have gotten you in trouble, haven’t I?”
She shook her head. “No, not at all. Khalid isn’t like that; he is nice actually and does not mind.”
He gave her an incredulous look. “You like him?”
The question took her off guard. “I….I just told you he’s nice to me and besides, he is my husband. Am I supposed to hate him?”
He sighed. “I should go.”
“Yes….thanks for visiting.” She said nervously.
“I will see you again Ayisat, that’s a promise,” he said before walking out.
Ayisat rested her body on the door the moment she closed the door after him, she closed her eyes.
“Am I not in deep trouble?”
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|Re: The Child Bride by Austinsamekpo(m): 8:16pm On Jan 06|
“Am I not in deep trouble?”
nice...more power to ya elbow...more update ooooo
|Re: The Child Bride by oly0511(f): 8:21pm On Jan 06|
AryEmber,don't tell me that you are not going to give us another update
|Re: The Child Bride by Chigold121(f): 9:36pm On Jan 06|
It is well
|Re: The Child Bride by Austinsamekpo(m): 8:10pm On Jan 07|
no update?!?...AryEmber wads happpening?
|Re: The Child Bride by AryEmber(f): 8:57pm On Jan 07|
She waited and waited for him to come down but he didn’t, he had not left the room since he came back and this worried her.
Ayisat had quickly warmed the soup and set his dinner on the table, with the hope that he would come down and eat like he normally did but he didn’t. He didn’t go his study room either like he does after his meal.
She wondered what he was doing up, why he had not come down for his food yet. Even if he was pissed at her, should that make him not come down for his food? Perhaps he was too tired to and was already sleeping.
Ayisat decided to go up and check, she left the dinning room and went up. She had not been to his room since he rejected her and since he travelled, not even to clean the place up.
“Come in,” he said before she could even knock.
She opened the door and walked in, closing the door after her. He was dressing up.
“Are you going out?” she asked clearly surprised.
“Hmm,” he hummed and nodded.
“Y… you just got back, are you not tired?”
“I won’t be going out if I am, don’t you think?”
She wanted to ask where he was going but decided against, she might anger him with the question.
“I prepared dinner and I have set the table, are you not hungry?” she asked.
“I will be fine Ayisat, go and eat if you are hungry.” He said and moved towards her, she was still at the door.
Ayisat looked into his eyes, she could not read any emotions in them and she hated this. Was he angry? She had no idea! She swallowed hard and moved away from the door.
He opened the door, “don’t wait up for me,” he said before walking out.
She was scared and confused; she was in trouble….definitely! He never reject her food, he always ate….always! She went to the window and watched as he drove out, she was screwed.
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|Re: The Child Bride by hizzypearl(f): 9:17pm On Jan 07|
#silent_reader ohhhhhh.... weldone ma, more ink to your pen... but its too short, abeg...
|Re: The Child Bride by AryEmber(f): 9:36pm On Jan 07|
She scooped the boy up and watched as the baby laughed, that brought a smile to her.
“You both are getting along well,” Faishat said, coming back from the kitchen.
Ayisat laughed. “He grew up fast! He is so chubby and cute!”
Her friend laughed too. “This one, he feeds like a horse! He does not care if the whole is coming to an end or if you are starving, he wants his food when he wants it!”
“Leave him oh! Don’t mind mommy Toheeb, you’re a baby and you don’t have to care about anything.” She told the boy and he smiled like he understood.
“Enh ehn? Wait till you have one, then you would know what I’m talking about.”
Ayisat’s smile disappeared immediately and she put the boy down.
“I could have been expecting one right now,” she said sadly and touched her stomach.
Faishat mentally slapped herself; she should not have said that not after she had told her everything, it didn’t matter that she meant no harm. Her phone beeped and she read the message, she should convince her now.
“No......let’s stroll out now Ayisat.”
“Not again, I don’t want to go out, I told you already.”
“But we are not doing anything. All your cousins are out, even young Rekia has gone out to play with her friends …..When was the last time you went out, did you even go out at all when you were in that prison called a house?”
“I do go out! I go to the market to buy food items everything week, I did not write my exams in the comfort of my room you know?”
She hissed, “That is what you call going out? You are not serious at all.” She carried her baby and backed him, “I am not staying in this quiet place anymore, I am going to walk and look around before I go back home. If you like, follow me.”
Ayisat watched her took her back and walk out, “okay, I’m coming! Just let me lock the door!” she shouted, shaking her head.
“Where are we going to now?” she asked the moment she caught up with her.
“We are looking round; we are going to go to the market, Motor Park, museum….and, we are meeting with a friend.”she said, smiling.
“You have money fa? Be daydreaming! As for me, I can’t stay out long oh! I have to get back home before my aunt comes back..... Did you mention a friend now?"
"Yes, we are meeting an old friend," she repeated.
"You have started oh Faishat! Which friend is that now?"
"You just follow me and you will see."
Ayisat wanted to go back but realised they had walked far from her aunt's house, she complained and warned her friend not to take her far but she ignored her. She began to regret that she followed her, Faishat could be naughty a lot of times and she didn't want trouble.
They took a taxi and Faishat gave the man the direction of where they were going. They dropped in front of a popular restaurant and her friend started walking towards the entrance of the restaurant, baby Toheeb giggled like he knew they were going to eat.
Ayisat pulled her friend back.
"Exactly where do you think you're going? Does this place look like a market to you? Or can you afford anything they sell in there?"
"You behave funny sometimes Ayisat, why would you even think that I want to buy food here? Did we not just finish eating at your aunt's place before coming out? I told you we are meeting a friend. Now let's go in already, we have delayed him enough."
"Him? Your friend is a he?"
Faishat ignored her again and head into the restaurant, Ayisat followed and started to warn her again but when they got in and she saw who they were meeting, her mouth opened in shock.
"Ibraheem?" she said in disbelief.
He stood up with a smile. "Hello again, Ayisat."
* * * * * *
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|Re: The Child Bride by Austinsamekpo(m): 5:46am On Jan 08|
i knew it!!.. nice update..but it came late...
we need moreeee...
|Re: The Child Bride by wizsolzy(m): 8:12am On Jan 08|
i dont like dis kind of tin faishat or wateva she is called is doin... she is married for poo sake.. ibrahim abeg wait make dem disolve d marriage first
|Re: The Child Bride by Chigold121(f): 11:04am On Jan 08|
This is getting more serious, Khalid better man up and come for ur wife. Thanks for the update
|Re: The Child Bride by oly0511(f): 11:43am On Jan 08|
AryEmber please come and update
|Re: The Child Bride by AryEmber(f): 12:19pm On Jan 08|
oly0511:Evening nao oly, be patient so that I can cook a satisfying meal
|Re: The Child Bride by Austinsamekpo(m): 1:34pm On Jan 08|
Oh my..evening's too farrrrrrrrrrrr....
|Re: The Child Bride by moseph(f): 8:28pm On Jan 08|
Aryember it's evening already,where are u?
|Re: The Child Bride by Austinsamekpo(m): 10:32pm On Jan 08|
AryEmber...we are waiting o..
|Re: The Child Bride by AryEmber(f): 5:26am On Jan 09|
Khalid took a glance at the lady again before painstakingly taking his eyes off her.
“That one likes you; she’s been staring at you since you entered.”
He shrugged. “Too bad for her, I can’t do anything about that.”
“What do you mean you can’t do anything about it? You can do plenty about it…..plenty to her. Come on my friend, this babe wants you.”
“I am married Bayo….”
His friend burst into laughter, making fun of him.
“I am married, maybe it’s not a normal kind of marriage but I made a vow to stay faithful to my….to her and until I am no longer married to her, I am not having any kind of affair with any lady,” he said firmly.
Bayo scoffed. “Let me hear word jo! A babe is giving you green light and you are here quoting the holy book, did she say she wants you to marry her? My friend, you own is to have fun! Why did you come to club when you know you only want to form innocent? Drink beer, you no drink. Have fun with woman, you no gree…..”
Khalid sighed. “I needed to be out of that house, I already told you that. Seriously, I just wish I can annul this marriage right now. I want to….”
“Don’t wish my friend, just have fun. Even if it is one time, this babe is willing nao and you don’t have to worry, what happens in club diva stays in club diva!” Bayo said, grinning. “Now wait here, I’m coming.”
He left Khalid before he could say anything, he sighed again.
“I should not be here,” he muttered to himself, looking at the lady again. Their eyes met this time and she smiled at him, the kind of smile that spelt I am available.
He was changed now, he made a promise to his creator and he planned to keep it especially as it seemed he was healed now. The old him would not be sitting, looking dull in a club like he was now. He would be on the bed with the lady gazing at him for a far, doing things far from holy with her. He would be drunk….definitely and probably thinking of inviting the lady’s friend to bed too….if she had one.
Khalid shook his head; he should not be having such thoughts. All those were his past and they should remain buried. So what was he doing here? Running away from her like a kid, coming to a club that he’d swear never to step into again. Bayo was right; he should not have come here only to form innocent.
He had been so angry, so pissed and….jealous! He had been jealous of the boy. He made her laugh; he was her age mate and good looking too! That boy had it all! Not that he was bad looking himself, no, he was handsome alright and where he lacked, his money made up for it but it could not helped him with Ayisat.
Sure she had married him for money but she definitely saw him as a father figure or a fond uncle…this was his fault though, he knew but what could he have done? She was way too younger than him, this still had not changed! How he wished she was older, in her early twenties at least. She would have been his idea woman, with her intelligence and good culinary skills. And if she was good in bed, that would be icing sugar on his cake….not that he would ever know now, he would never take her to bed. It was a promise he planned to keep, no matter how tempting she was.
A thought popped into his mind, he was not totally sure he was a complete man again. Yes, he had wanted Ayisat badly and felt himself moved but he did perform the act to see if he could. What if he could not last more than a minute? He had not lost everything instantly, first his performance in bed reduced drastically so much that he could not go two minutes without enhance drugs, then he found it hard to get aroused. It didn’t matter if a woman had nothing on, that part of his brain just could not function. He knew then that he was damaged; there was no kind of help he didn’t seek. He travelled everywhere and anywhere, he spent a whole lot of money, nearly getting broke. Nothing worked, if anything, it grew worse till he could no longer feel at all. He stopped searching for cure when his friends were getting to get suspicious of him and luckily….or rather unluckily for him actually, he ran into Kodijah again.
He sighed, if he could go a minute now, he should be thankful. Half a loaf is far better no bread, been a one minute man was far better than not been able to….
“Hey man, look who I brought with me,” Bayo shouted, the club was getting noisy now.
Khalidn looked at him and saw beside him the lady that has been giving him signs; his friend also had two bottles of beers in his hands.
“Good evening,” the lady greeting with a sexy voice.
“Evening,” Khalid said with her forced smile, cursing his friend inwardly.
“Meet my cool friend Khalid, Ayisat. Ore, this is Ayisat.” Bayo introduced, handling both of them the opened drinks.
“Your name is Ayisat?” Khalid asked, surprised. He collected the beer since the lady did and he did not want to embarrassed himself and Bayo.
The lady smiled sweetly. “Yes, that’s my name. Nice to meet you,” she offered him her hand
He took her soft hand and shook it. “Nice to meet you too, Ayisat.” He wondered if that was truly her name or Bayo put her up to this.
“Ayisat was sitting alone; I asked if she didn’t mind joining us. Lucky for us, she didn’t.” Bayo explained with a knowing smile.
“Hope you don’t mind Khalid?”
“Of course not, it’s a free we live in.” he replied, forcing another smile.
Bayo definitely expected him to say more, kick that a conversation so he could excuse them but he did not, he had to start one himself.
“What’s a pretty lady like you doing a club alone anyways?”
“Who said I was alone?” she said back, drinking her beer.
“Who are you with then? Not a man I hope, someone definitely need to teach such man not to leave a pretty damsel all alone in a club like this.”
She laughed. “I was with a friend; she just left with her man.”
“You are alone after all.” Khalid found himself saying.
“Luckily for us,” his friend quickly chipped in.
Ayisat asked, sipping her beer, she was the only one drinking.
“Are you guys alone too?”
“Not me, my babe just left for the restroom but my friend here could use a good company,”
Khalid raised his eye brow slightly. Which babe was he talking about? He met no one with him when he came in so who was he referring to as his babe…..
“Lucky for you, I know how to keep a good company,” Ayisat said seductively.
“I am actually leaving soon,” Khalid stated firmly.
“But why? The night is still young!”
“Oh! I have to leave now, my babe is out. See you old man and you too Ayisat,” Bayo said and rushed off before Khalid could complain.
He took a gulp of the beer in frustration. This was great, now they were alone.
Ayisat sat on one of the club stool; she patted the one beside her, telling to sit too.
“It’s too early to leave, don’t you think?”
He stared at her, once he loved women like her. He loved women persistence, getting what they wanted by all means. She was beautiful too, he noticed. Light skinned and blessed in the right places, maybe he should stay just for a while.
“I think you’re right, what’s there to do at home anyways?” he said and sat on the stool, smiling while gulping down his beer. He needed to test himself, didn’t he? Since the Ayisat in his house was too young, this Ayisat would do. His creator would understand, he was sure he would not even want him near the small girl.
“Weldone Ayisat,” her aunt greeted her with her smile.
She looked up from the beans she was separating. “Aunty! You are awake, did you sleep well?”
“Very well, my child.” She said and sat on a stool beside her, “why are you the only one in the kitchen?”
“Halima and Mariam are still sleeping; I didn’t want to wake them up, it’s still quite early.”
“But you are not sleeping,” the woman said, frowning.
Ayisat smiled. ”Khalid leaves for work early a lot of times, I am used to waking up before five to prepare his breakfast.”
Her aunt stood up and went back inside in anger, Ayisat called her and begged not to wake up her cousins but she did not answer her. She could later hear her waking up the girls and insulting them in their language.
She sighed; her aunt was like her mother in many ways, she never listened too.
“Here, look at your cousin! Especially you Halima, look at your age mate, she is already preparing breakfast while you sleep like an elephant!” her aunt shouting dragging them to the kitchen.
Ayisat greeted both of them but they didn’t reply, their eyes were still heavy with sleep.
“Get up Ayisat.”
“Aunty, don’t worry. I can…”
“Get up child! They are not handicapped.” She said, hissing at her children.
Ayi got up reluctantly and moved near her aunt. “Now, sit the both of you and start separating the beans. You are the one cooking today!” she turned to Ayisat, ignoring her children’s complains, “come with me, my dear.”
She threw an apologetic look at her cousins but they could careless, she followed her aunt to the living room.
“Sit down Ayisat,” her aunt said, taking her seat on the three sitter bed.
The woman wanted to have the discussion in her room but her drunk husband was still sleeping, her shouts at her children did nothing to wake him.
Ayisat sat beside her with a confused expression. “Is everything okay aunty?”
The woman took her hands and smiled at her. “I am so proud of you my dear.”
She smiled too, “thank you Aunty.”
Her aunt released her hands and heaved a sigh. “ I was not going to interfere, especially as you seemed so happy but your brothers are gone now.”
Ayisat’s smile disappeared; she knew where this was going.
“It’s been two weeks my child, when are you going back to your husband?”
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|Re: The Child Bride by AryEmber(f): 5:52am On Jan 09|
Guys, please don't be angry. I am not totally at fault, it's our mutual friends oh! I had everything planned out, all it remained was for them to bring light but of course, they had to do their usual thing. Light come around midnight but I was in london in my dreams already. Forgiven your girl please, biko, pele!
|Re: The Child Bride by moseph(f): 8:31am On Jan 09|
U are forgiven but more update won't be a bad idea.
|Re: The Child Bride by Austinsamekpo(m): 8:36am On Jan 09|
no problem light or not ahm still with you..
|Re: The Child Bride by chisiudeh: 8:39am On Jan 09|
Nic work OP.
I just couldn't comment till I got to the Las page. I hope Khalid doesn't mess things up and same thing goes for Ayisat.
Keep it up.
|Re: The Child Bride by FortunateB(f): 10:01am On Jan 09|
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