Don’t relent no matter the challenges.

Don’t relent no matter the challenges

"Muslims believe in the virgin birth of Jesus and honor his mother Mary as one of the most pious women in history."
— Qur'an 3:42: “O Mary, Allah has chosen you and purified you above all women of the worlds.”

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Prophethood in Islam is not about race or rank—it’s about responsibility, truth, and guidance from the Most High."

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Rain fall today and nobody post "Weather for Two" una don confirm say Life don serious pass that rùbbìsh

"The world is a prison for the believer and a paradise for the disbeliever."
— Sahih Muslim, 2956

"Part of someone’s being a good Muslim is leaving alone that which does not concern him."
— Sunan at-Tirmidhi, 2317

Nobody knows why he's smiled like that

This month will be full with positive surprises
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Gada is making reality

As in....

Aunty Cynthia came to our house. She is my mom’s sister.
Ever since she arrived, she has been a thorn in my flesh—constantly disturbing me.

“Emmanuel, do this!”
“Emmanuel, do that!”

One day, I looked her straight in the eyes and told her:
“I am David and you are Goliath. I will bring you down—you must surely leave this house.”

The fact that she laughed at my threat got me really infuriated.
So, I swung into action, monitoring her every move.

Then one Monday, I overheard her on the phone saying “baby.”
I immediately ran to my mum and told her that her 26-year-old sister has a boyfriend and was calling him baby in our house.

Instead of supporting me, my mum scolded me and told me to mind my business. I knew that plan had failed.

I tried several other ways to nail her, but none were enough to send her packing.

Then one day, I caught her stealing meat from the pot!
I ran to tell my mum.
All she said, “She’s the one cooking, so she has to taste it.”

I told her that Aunty Cynthia took sizeable meat!
My mum shushed me, saying I was beginning to act like a gossip.
I tried to convince her, but she said she needed evidence to believe me.
That was when I realized I needed to catch her red-handed—on camera.

Three days later, my mum and dad were not yet home.
My elder siblings were outside playing, but as the last born, I knew I had a truth to uncover.

I took my brother’s phone and tiptoed to the kitchen.
Peeking through the slightly opened door, I saw her—dancing and shaking her body in another person’s house!

I waited patiently.
I knew she would taste the meat while cooking stew.

Jobless me stood there for almost 30 minutes.
Finally, she brought out already-prepared stock filled with meat she had cooked earlier.

I knew this was my moment.

I waited until she took a plate, scooped some sizeable portions of meat, and began eating.
That was when I brought out my phone and pressed the shutter button—not knowing the automatic flash was on!

The flash lit up the entire kitchen.

I had been compromised.

I immediately took to my heels!
She chased after me. As I ran from the kitchen to the living room, she slipped on the tiles and fell.

I stopped running and ran back to check on her.
The next thing I saw was slap and stars—followed by beating!

She beat me like a criminal in my father’s house.
To crown it all, she gave me extra knocks on the head, and my head was swollen.

My siblings ran inside, begging her to leave me alone, but she refused.

By the time my mum came back, my elder brother had already found a place to hang my leg.
I was acting like I wouldn’t see tomorrow.

My mum was angry seeing me in that condition—her favourite child that loves gossip? Oh no!

When my dad returned, he was angry too, but he didn’t say a word.
I knew then that she was finally leaving.

But why did it have to be at the expense of extra head?

The slap she gave me is still paining me.

After we narrated everything to my mum, she said nothing about the meat.
She was only angry that I was beaten like a piece of metal.

Everyone was happy when my mum said Aunty Cynthia would be leaving the next day.
I didn’t know nobody liked her from the start!

We had been liberated—and I paid the price.

The next morning, we helped her with her bags and reclaimed our house.

Guess what my dad said to us one week after we chased away my mum’s sister?

“My own sister will be coming to stay with us for some time.”

We all shouted right in front of him, NO

My dad replied:

“It’s final. If you don’t like it, go and build your own house!”

Anyway, my siblings and I have already made plans for the next visitor.
Even hot water is part of the plan.

Aunty Beetle-mouth?
No! She must not come. That woman doesn’t mind her business.

A story by EMMACK

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They brought the D0gs to sleeep with me again that morning. This time it was not as painful as the last night. It was more easy but I felt pain.

After that they left me alone in the empty room. I was not even putting on my cl0thes, the door opened again and I was scared I thought they were bringing in the dogs for the third time. But It was Cynthia who opened the door.

Immediately I saw her I quickly felt relieved, I knew she came to pick me up.

“Dress up your self, we are leaving, your job is done.” Cynthia said and smile at me. But I was not smiling back at all, the experience I had with the dogs could not make me smile.

She took me out of the room and we went to meet the men who owned the dogs. They paid Cynthia, I saw them transfer money to her account.

“This is for your girl, my d0gs really enjoyed their time with her. We can’t wait to have her here again” one of the men said, his eyes were on me as he spoke. I just fake a smile and bent my head. I will never come here again, I said to myself.

Me and Cynthia left the big house, she took me in her car and we went straight to bank, we withdrew some money and then straight to Cynthia’s house.

We sat on the couch and she began to speak. “The man gave me 5million naira to give you.”

I got shocked at the first, five good million? Just one night with the dogs. What exactly do they do to make money ?” I asked.

Hahah ! Haha! Cynthia laughed. “See this is just the start, the more you do the more you get increase in your earnings from them.”

“No Cynthia am not doing anything anymore, I will use the five million to start a business,” said to her.

But she kept convincing me. She told me to sleeep with the dogs again. I told her no but she kept telling me that five million is not enough. And it not a new thing to me anymore.

I didn’t even know that Cynthia had never slept with the d0gs before, all she does was to bring girls to sleeep with the rich dogs while she earn her own commission. I even thought she was also into the business, I never knew she was their partner.

So she gave me the five million in cash, and then she told me to rent an apartment for myself and used the other money to set up the apartment.

I did exactly as she said. Got the apartment and set it up with bed and everything needed in a house. Through out that week poverty disappeared for a while because I was still spending from the 5 million.

The people in my neighborhood began to wonder how I suddenly changed, how I rented a new apartment. They thought I would continue to suffer after the death of my parents.

But by weekend all the money already finished in clothes and the new house I rented. I promise I would not repeat that dog business again. So I use the small money that remains to start a small shop at the front of my apartment.

But the business was not moving for me. No customer was coming to my provision store to buy anything and I was becoming poor like before.

So I had no choice than to call Cynthia again, I told myself, just one last time I would never repeat the dog business.

“I knew you would come to your senses, this is real business. Imagine making that amount of money every night, in one week you are already a multimillionaire” Cynthia says on the phone.

“I know, but I can’t keep sleeeping with dogs for my whole life, this is just the last one I will do” I said and ended the call.

“The next morning Cynthia, came and took me to the men again. There were called the dogs family.

We entered the house and she spoke with the men, “she wants to do another job” Cynthia said.

“She is here at the right time, my dogs really missed her, they Can’t wait to taste h£r again” the boss leader said. While I stood bending my head.

The house guards took me to the room where the D0gs would sleeep with me again. The guards were two, each hold gunns. They both left but one came back and opened the door. He looked at me and ask me a question. “Why did you come back to this place again ?”

“I needed money, I answered.

“You were paid five million the last time, that should be enough to create a new life for you, do you know the danger you are putting yourself?” The guard asked.

I seem not to understand why he was acting like he care.

“Do you care? And you are also working for this men, so you are no different from them” I said to him.

“Low your voice” he said. Looks back and front. “I don’t like this job am doing, I can’t even stop because they will find me, that is reason why I told you the d0g business is more dangerous than you see” the guard said and left.

I sat down there alone in fears. What the guard said was now sounding disturbing. What danger did exactly. The only thing is just to sleep with the d0gs and go, so what danger exactly, I thought.

I sat there waiting for the Dogs to come and have s£x with me. this will be my last business with them.

To be continued.

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