The divine punishment of an ancient room

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The many trips of discovery, A spontaneous adventure

Looking from the top of the mountain, this house looked very beautiful, grand and very beautiful. It shape was elongated and very beautiful. The shape was beautiful and elongated to its left and right, this middle part had a door which was the largest part of the house which looked like gate. The land where it was located was magnificent and beautiful its farms. The structure was very solid and beautiful gallant.

It was mid morning, the red orb was descending and was fast. The road has been eroded and very huge.

It was during the peak season and hundreds of people are pulling the overloaded carts. The wood, the vegetables, the fruits, palm oil and market foods are traded before the festival. Gaseous smoke billowed up from the great land.

The traders travelled from all over the place, along the rivers and streams to the lagoon. The goods were exchanged through barter. From the outside of the structure, the goods are brought in and exchanged at the middle part of the structure, where goods are consigned through barter. This was not a port but where goods are brought in before they are exported.

Inside the structure the goods were exchanged, palm oil and palm hearts, it was exchanged to cassava, yams, cowpea, asele, etc. Some of them were fleshed and roasted and some had water, mud and urine. Some were milked and made butter, some had milk and butter; some were fermented. The women walked a bit more, they brought more goods and they were worried, they needed milk to milk more milk and to make the milk curd.

"Ayala Mama! You come back immediately! Our baby needs you. "

"I am sorry Mama, it was an accident. You come with your baby and come to exchange, I will come back later."

"But Mama, it is the peak season now, everybody is trading palm oil and palm hearts. They are all smart and we are not smart. We will be late if you do not come now, why? Am I not your mother? Come back quickly! "

Ayala smiles and takes her package and holds her baby who feeds from her left breast and walks to the middle part. She places her palm oil and palm hearts before the customers and she again goes to her baby. She sits on a bench and starts to close her package. The people who wants to buy the goods stand one by one and they talk to the seller and they take their goods. When this ends and the first customers sits, the second customers begin to engage.

The time it takes to trade is same and Ayala was more than ten minutes. She was carried by many customers and her package was empty; she took it and left the structure.

She was carrying her baby and walking along the road, she walked fast and the baby cries.

"Ayala, what are you doing? Come back immediately and do not run! "

"I am sorry Mama, I cannot come back to trade now, I have to walk back quickly, the baby is crying and the road is very long and I have to feed him well and walk quickly. I am sorry "

"Ayala! I am angry with you! Had you gone to the center and exchanged, we would be able to eat and have milk now! "

"I am sorry my Mama! God has punished me, I am sorry! I hope and pray that you get milk. I will have to trade later! "

Ayala touches the baby like before to clear her milk and walks in her walk to the left and is carrying her baby and her baby is looking at her.

Before the road curves, she stops, the baby is looking at her, she sits on a bench and takes her baby and washes his hands and face before she touches the baby's head. He was wearing his father's shirt and her hands were feeling the baby's neck and he is sleeping.

She knelt down, she saluted the baby and kissed him, she smiles and looks at the baby's face.

"Your grandpa and grandmommy is praying a lot, God will bring milk. I do not want you to drink the milk of a goat, if it is possible please accept our milk and I want my milk to feed you. "

Ayala kisses him and she carried the baby. The baby is sleeping and Ayala cannot use her breast again, she cannot make enough milk for the baby and she used a bottle for the baby. Ayala looks at the sky and remained quiet.

"O God! We have been apportioned to have you here and to accept the things that you have done to us. We believe and trust in you. O God! Please give us help and support in this journey we are making here in this area.