Deena: Tale of a mother

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"Silence!" Abdullah ordered his 14-year old daughter when she protested against getting married to Mubarak, her cousin who was six years older than her.

Abdullah had gone on to explain to her why she had to do as told. It was the will of Allah. Also, he was her father; he owned her, and knew what was best for her. Ever since then, silence had become an inalienable part of Deena. While her father played a vital role, her entire society equally made sure of that. The few nights she stayed up crying in fear of the fast approaching wedding day, her mother, Amina, would make her understand that women were to talk only when spoken to. And that the best thing that could ever happen to a woman was getting married with the blessings of her parents. Regardless of whether she loved her husband or not, and whether she was ready or not.

Seventeen years of being married to Mubarak, silence still prevailed over her. She had no say in the running of the family. When Mubarak decided to take a second wife just three years after their wedding, she had tried to protest against. She was not exactly against the man taking a second wife. She only kicked against his doing so at a period when they were finding it hard to make ends meet.

"Silence! I'm the head of this house, and I'll do whatever I want," Mubarak had announced.

Three years after, he made that same announcement again when he took his third wife. After the head of the house did as he wanted a second time, things became even worse. It took a great toll on the children's schooling. Even basic clothing and feeding became barely affordable. That pushed Deena into searching for extra jobs. For her two children to stay in school, she had to earn additional cash to the little she was earning from cultivating and selling vegetables. But Mubarak would not allow it. He was the head of the family, and it was his place to provide, not hers. In fact, god-fearing and virtuous women wouldn't leave their homes without the consent of their husbands. Deena always wished to please Allah, so she gave up on that.

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Two nights later, Mubarak came to her room. It had been a long time since he last came to her. Of recent, he always preferred to be with his latest wife, Faleehah, but here he was tonight. After some minutes of what seemed, at least in Mubarak's mind, a lovemaking session, he began to speak.

"Deena," he called her.

"Yes, husband," she responded, intentionally making the vocative a single word rather than the phrase: My husband.

"There's something I must tell you."

"I'm all ears," this time, she completely avoided the vocative.

"Alhaji Gimba has offered seven of his biggest cows for Nadira's hand in marriage," said Mubarak.

Deena said nothing, she was yet to recover from the shock of the news she just heard.

Mubarak continued, "Half of the cows' worth will be enough money to pay for Hassan's schooling in the city, don't you think?"

Nadira was Deena's second child and only daughter. Hassan was her first child, and he had just been admitted into a secondary school in the city.

"But she's only fifteen, Mubarak." Deena finally found her voice.

"Yes, and how's that a problem?" Mubarak said, pretending not to understand what she meant.

"She's but a child, Mubarak!" Deena's voice was now quavering. "Besides, Alhaji Gimba is way older than you, her own father."

"What are you saying? Weren't you a year younger when I married you, ehn?" Mubarak countered her former statement and ignored the latter.

"Please, my husband," she couldn't hold back her tears now as she stood up from the bed and knelt down to plead. "You shouldn't do this. You shouldn't give away our daugh--"

"Be quiet, woman!" he cut her short. "I'm only even telling you about this because you're her mother. Not because I wanted your advice."

Mubarak got up from her bed.

"If I were you, I'd start getting her prepared for marriage," he said as he walked out in annoyance.

That was the end of the matter, his mind was made up. There was nothing more she could say. Mubarak's angry exit made it certain. Now, she was left with the task of breaking the news to Nadira.

To be continued.

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Interesting. Let me read the second part.

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3 years ago

a second part where mother and daughter leave the house and start a new life would be more than welcome hehe

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3 years ago

Hehehe.. The second part has been submitted, too. But it's a little different from your expectation.

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3 years ago

It's quite sad that uptill now we will rather allow religious sentiments to prevail over sound reasoning; which is what makes us humans in the first place.

I'm afraid that we won't get over this monster in a hurry. Oppression of women and denying a child, especially the girl child, the right to education still flourishes on the emblem of religion.

As it stands, we will still be having this conversation for ages to come. It's a long road brother.

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3 years ago

Really, it's mindboggling that at a time like this, people still let some of these religious indoctrinations cloud their sense of reasoning. We really should know when to draw the line between non-progessive religious tenets and people's civil rights. Else, we'll remain shackled to its backwardness in a long time to come.

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3 years ago

is this a true story? I am saddened by how women are treated.. I know that in some parts of the world, this is happening..

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3 years ago

Hi, Matti! While this is just a piece of fiction, it is a reflection of the sad reality that takes place in the Northern part of my country, Nigeria. That area is notorious for child marriage.

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3 years ago

Oh... i read then2nd part and I am looking forward for the third..

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3 years ago

I think handing of your child for marriage just like that is not right. I believe that by doing this you are dooming your child coz you never know who's marrying her like this makes me so so so sad.

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3 years ago

It is never right at all. Choosing a life partner for our kids isn't a healthy habit, it's even more evil when they are underaged.

Thank you for reading.

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3 years ago

What is always wrong with people's mentality like this? I hate this tradition especially from the East. Giving your children hands in marriage to someone who is old enough to be their father or grandfather sef These people do not value Education and instead of sticking to one wife and training the children to become the best, they force them out of their will. So sad for Deena She wasn't given freedom of speech right from when she was in her parents home.

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3 years ago

It's a very despicable tradition, indeed. Thanks for stopping by, bestie

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3 years ago

You are welcome

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3 years ago

This is really a touching story and this as been the story of so many Muslim sisters they have no will to choose for themselves

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And the worse part is that they even have to get married underaged. Sad

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I wonder how parents sti find it hard to allow their wards find true love instead of imposing marriage on them. Let's see what plays out in the next episode.

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It's a barbaric practice. Parents should let their children make decisions of marriage by their own volition. They can only give advice, not choose for their kids.

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