You can see a vast and vast forest, which is rich in green plants and various types of plants, both tall and short, grasses and other plants that God has blessed to exist there, some of which even humans do not know what, and some are medicines and shields for human bodies.
The way the sky is green and the types of plants and their abundance alone should tell you that we are in a time of abundant rainfall, that is, the rainy season, although it is a place full of blessings and blessings, blessings make it difficult to find a place that is dry or dry.....this reason has led to the existence of the Fulani in the environment, they set up their huts and set up a large herd there....because it is a place that suits their desires and the needs of their animals, whose needs are above all else.
It is evening, just a few minutes before dusk, when each shepherd is trying to drive his animals home to graze them because of the approaching night. From this forest, various groups of cattle, sometimes even sheep and goats, are entering the very place they call home. Each group is accompanied by its guardians, two, three, four or even five people if they are large, most of them are men, the women in it are alone.
Slowly, these animals are moving towards their habitat, as if they have passed by.....then I see another herd slowly emerging.
The cows, sheep, lambs and goats are beautiful and impressive, nothing can make them look so good except the weather and the cleanliness of the herd. Almost all the animals in the herd are white... except for some that have a water mark... this is not surprising, the most striking thing is the beautiful young woman who is leading the animals from the left to the middle and right, setting them up. At first you would think that she is not the only one doing this work, but if you look closely at her you will realize that she is the only one, carrying only one stick.
A unique and original beauty even in the Fulani, the kind of beauty you would expect from a half-case, Maimunatu has a different kind of beauty that makes anyone who sees her waste their time looking at her, and she also says.....despite her beauty, not a single person came to her house, almost everyone left their animals behind, not even one person among those who passed by looked back at her or looked at her condition, except for the intention to help her get home early.
It almost didn't bother her, even though she was suffering, but it had become her body, and she was used to the situation...she was wearing a black saqiq instead of the white saqiq that most Fulani wear, you could see how the clothes fit her much better than the usual fit that is usually seen with the Fulani, because even though the dress of the bride was still tight and apart from the black fabric she was wearing inside, nothing could stop a person from seeing the breasts that were starting to show, and the black veil that covered her breasts again, even though it was not thick, it was not welcoming and did not have any smell, it was not old, because even her neighbors were not good, since it was big and thick, she used it, but until yesterday she could not part with it, because of the long history that the veil had for her and her life in general.
Her body paint is also very bright, she is wearing a kaba hat, the kind that the Fulani people often use, which they call (malafare) due to the heat of the sun or the thought of rain, which makes the long tail of old fat hair on her head stand out very much, the fat DOKA in Hausa, they also call it (BI?EJI) (high from the middle) is on her head, so the tail falls to the right and left of her face and back, which adds to the beauty of her beautiful face and shows the origin of her language.
Her ears are not earrings, because she does not have one, she does not even use it, but her hands are full of green and red stones, like the stones that are on the bottom of her Fulani, left and right, very many, some of them are even older than her, but there are some things that she cannot part with, she feels them like her breathing.
