O lord bless my husband, for the past fifteen years he has been in search of a job, please answer my prayers and wipe my tears she said. I opened my eyes to peep my mom during the prayers, seeing tears dropping from her eyes and running down her cheeks , i quickly closed it as if opening my
eyes will make her prayers not to be answered.

After the long prayer session she said kachi, you can go break your fast. I walk quickly to the kitchen to get my food already served, walk back to the parlour and started eating without saying the lord's prayer as usual.

Couldn't get the taste of the meal but all I was concerned about is to get my stomach full. so I rushed the meal like one who hasn't eaten for days and who could finish a whole cow.

After the meal my stomach protruded out, looking very big like someone suffering from kwashiorkor, I couldn't carry up my body, so I lie down on our worn out cushion and slept off.

Wake up, wake up is what I heard accompanying with a slap on my face, get the table clean and go wash the plates my mother said.
I woke up, still feeling confuse, until I got another slap that quicken up my body and brought me back to consciousness.
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