Wen di woman waka meet di profet on-top di mountin, e kon fall hold am for leg. Gehazi won kon porshu am komot, but di profet sey, “Leave am, dis woman dey pass thru pain and God nor let mi know before naw.”
Bikos dem don sey make dem distroy, both mi and my pipol! If to sey dem just sell us as slaves, I nor for tell yu about am, but dem go soon kill all of us finish.
Abigail fall for groun kon sey, “My oga, I gri sey wi dey wrong. But abeg make yu let yor woman savant follow yu tok. Make yu listin to wetin yor savant get to tok.