MY WIFE, MY NIGERIA by Auwal A. Ahmad
There are days I rise before her and others she before me; but every morning I set my eyes in the marks on her face, I see familiarity and beauty.
The colourful wrappers she wears and ties on her emphasizing her roots. The gleeful manner she celebrates with mild Hausa dances and religious praises when she hears good news, catching her off guard with her long thick braids singing a Fulani song in front of the mirror, teasing her with criticism even when I know her Tuwo is delicious. I do love Sa'adatu, she is my Nigeria.
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