Faffada is a abundant forest that can see you, which is rich in green plants and different types of plants, old and short, boiling grass and other plants that God has given them to exist there, which some humans do not even know what, and some of them are medicine and shield for human bodies.
The way the sky is green and the type of plants and their abundance alone will tell you that we are in the rainy season, that is the rainy season, even though it is an outdoor place full of blessings and blessings, bless you for making it difficult. you have to dry or fall..they set up their huts and set off a huge run there..
It is evening lis, which few daqiqu will pass through the evening and enter, when every herdsman is trying to throw their animals home where he will push them because of the approaching night, from this forest a different team of cows sometimes including lambs and goats enter the real place they call the city in their place, every team comes with its caretakers,two people, three, four to five, if they are many, most of them are men, the women inside are individuals.
Soon these animals are passing to the places where their environment is, as if they have passed..
They are beautiful cows, sheep and goats with a lot of attention and attention, nothing has brought about this except the state of thirst and the sanctity of the herd and the sand, almost every animal inside is the first to say.. This is not the surprising thing,..the most interesting thing is that the beautiful young woman who is raising my head from the left center to the right of the animals is setting them, first of all you will think that she is not the one who is doing this work, but if you look at her for a long time, you will understand that she is the only one, with only one stick.
Beautiful beauty is unique and original even in the fulani, the kind of beauty you would expect is a half case, Maimunatu has a different kind of beauty that makes everyone who is a stranger to her waste their time looking at her, and that's it.. Despite this beauty of hers, there is not a single person who is friends when coming home, almost everyone picks up their animals and leaves them,not even one person among those who went ahead who looked back at her or looked at her situation, did not intend to help her get home early.
It almost doesn't bother her, even though she is suffering, but it is familiar to her, and she is used to the situation..because even if the maimunatu dress is persistent, apart from the black cloth she wears from it, there is nothing that will prevent a person from seeing the resources of her chest that have started to rise, except for the black cloth that covers her chest again, even though it is not thick with it, he does not welcome the filter, it is also not long, because even its inhabitants are notshe has been using it since it was big and thick, but until tomorrow she could not part with it, because of the rich history that the witch has for her and her life as a whole.
The design of her body is also persistent, her head is wearing a kaba hat that is often used by Fulani who call her (malafare) as a result of the heat of the day or the thought of rain, which gives the long tail of the old fat hair on her head very clear, the law says Hausa,they should also say to him (BIDEJI) (a hill from the middle) is on her, so the tail comes down to the right and left of her face and behind her, which makes her beautiful face more beautiful and explains the origin of her language.
Her ear has no earring, because she doesn't have it, she doesn't even deal with it, but her hands are full of stones of green color and red, like the arrangement of the stones that are not covered with it, her left and right in general, many of them are even older than her, but it's just some things that she can't share with them, she feels them like taking out her breath.
From her waist, she was covered with warm water that was tied tightly, the only thing she had the opportunity to walk with to the pasture, and her feet were some closed rubber shoes that you did not miss because of the way you entered the forest and so on, it was only white on her body, even though he was old but he was pregnant, it seems that he got care.
In extreme endurance and courage, she is throwing her stick and returning the animals to the road, even though her breath does not fall into her stomach because the hungry mother who is holding her intestines seems to catch them, she is taking care of them, because she does not get any animal at all. among them, this is almost her habit, she doesn't beat them,but all the instructions she gave them, they heard them and followed her, this caused a strange attraction between them, if she talks to them sometimes, you say she is talking to people, her brothers.
She even forgets that she is not a human being like her, she often feels that she is better than the people around her and she lives in them, if she is with them, she feels as if she has no more worries, she treats them like some of her relatives.
Slowly, she continues to beat them with perseverance and courage to rent a house that will connect them with them.
The journey, which is medium distance, appeared in the rug of Ummaru, a wide shirt with many huts, for those who lived and started building red earth and sound which they raised as a wall.