It was soon just after knocking off. I was going home via Dyeratu while cycling Robert’s bicycle. Yamikani stopped me. I wondered for she was crying when coming where I stood. She had mouth and nose bleeding as well a swelling part at her forehead.
“What’s up Yamikani?” I asked her. Both brothers of mine have beaten me and I am going to refer this issue to Chikwawa police, said Yamikani while still crying. I apologized and asked her to stop crying. She boarded the bicycle and left her along the tarmac road where the hired cyclist driven her to Chikwawa police and finally to Chikwawa hospital.
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