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…said as she went away.
She threw her head tie down
with anger as she entered her stall as if she had a fight with someone. She could
hardly speak at first. When she was able to speak she spoke to her daughter who
had been
waiting for her.
“I couldn’t believe what I saw.
Either Adia is a thief or she is a witch. How could she become so rich in a few
weeks?”
“She is not the witch,” it
is the beggar’s daughter who is a witch,” answered Rafa. She brought Adia all
the wealth. Why did Adia become rich soon after she took over that little girl?”
“See what you have done then,”
Doja said. “We should have been the rich people in place of that silly Adia. You
drove the girl away when she came to us for help.”
“Ah, it was you who drove
her away.” answered Rafa. You even laughed at Adia when the little girl dragged
her away.”
“We both laughed, you liar”
Doja replied, “We both laughed. If we had not laughed at that girl we should be
the ones in the beautiful shop in the shopping centre. Adia would still be in
this hole selling pieces of carved wood.”
“Let us not quarrel,” said Rafa.
“What are we going to do to get rich like Adia? Shall we look for another beggar’s
daughter like Adia and help her?”
“And kill her mother first
before we help her? You are a foolish girl. Do you think that every beggar’s
daughter is a witch?” asked Doja.
“If we cannot find a way to
become rich soon, mother,” said Rafa. “I’ll do anything. I cannot fold my arms
and watch Adia make all the money. Didn’t you see the dress she wore? I looked
like a real beggar when I stood in front of her.
“Perhaps you are right
there” answered the mother.
“I am sure I’ll go mad
soon. Adia! I feel like setting her shop on fire. Soon Adia will be driving one
of these big cars which the women in the shopping centre drive. Soon Adia’s
skin will become very smooth and shinning. Soon Adia will build a house in the
Adolo Estate where only rich people live.”
“We must stop her, mother,
we must stop her” said Rafa loudly. “Adia must not own a car, she must not
build a house, and her skin must remain rough.
“But how?” asked the mother.
“How? How do we do it? We must think.”…to be continued on Thursday.
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