Wen di men for di place ask am about en wife, e kon tell dem sey, “Na my sista.” Fear nor fit let am sey, “Na my wife,” bikos e tink for en mind sey, “If I sey na my wife, di men for dis place go kill mi make dem for fit get Rebekah, bikos e too fine.”
So wen David dey with dem, e bihave like sey e dey mad. Since e dey under dia pawa, e dey do like mad pesin kon dey rite for dia town gate, while spit go dey rush komot en mout.