POV: Mummy Ibrahim.

My daughter-in-law is bastard girl.

Hello?

Ibrahim: Mummy it's not a call.

Gbenu lo.

I know that that horse girl use to insults me a lot, but I didn't care.

I am here to talks about myself, and to telling the world my story. I knows that I use to smelled, but it is not plenty smells.

Ibrahim, why are you pressing your pafums again?

Ibrahim: I think maybe Iya ibeji is cooking goat meat.

Ok.

As am saying go, they did not born me like this, it is when am fourteen years old that my smell come to me. That day, am still in secondary school. Am going home, that's when I see rice elepo inside calabash, I should not lies, the rice elepo smelled great and am hungry when I smelled it. I say let me taste a bit. I should not lies, the rice elepo tastes great too and before I blinked my eyes, I've already eat it all up. I don't mean to do it.

When I get home, I first see my daddy.

My daddy: shey o ra obuko(goat) bo ni?

Me: Rara sah. I don't buy goat when am come home.

I now go and hug my daddy, but he faint. Till today, am wonder why. But that's how my smell come, nobody want to seat in my side again, am now bad girl. All of them are doing like it's plenty smells, it is small smells. Don't hear what that olori esin say all about me.

It is even Ibrahim that have the blame, because he's the one that go and marry horse. That is all I have for you today, I also want to says that that Najwa girl, it is me that I will later killed her. She have use my eyes to see a lot of troubles in this house.

Tenks for listen to me.

*Ibrahim continuously sprays perfume.*

This iya ibeji needs to knew how to control the smells of her goat meat, she used it to disturb my lovely son.