Lokacin da rana ta ji kwance a gabashin sararin samaniya, Raodah an gan shi yana gaggauta zuwa ɗakin ɗakin ɗanta. Matar da ta gayyata kwakwa tsalle daga dukkan sassan ƙauyen don kawo tasiri ga matashiyar gwauruwa ta ci gaba da jin tsoro.
Me yasa, hanyar da aka yi a kowane lokaci ta nuna kusan dama zuwa shida, amma yaro kadai bai tashi daga barci ba. Ba wai kawai tausayi ba, amma Raodah yana fuskantar fuska sosai bayan ganin yadda yaron ya kasance ba kamar yadda ya saba ba.
"Udin ya farka, tun da farko," in ji Raodah bayan da ya dace a gadon ɗanta. Duk da haka a cikin duniya na mafarkinsa, kalmar da aka ƙyale Udin.
"Udin bari mu farka, ko da kun yi makaranta zuwa makaranta," kalmomin Raodah dan kadan ya girgiza jikinsa. Duk da haka, abin da duniya na mafarki, tasirin Udin ba ya farka.
Dusar dusar ƙanƙara ta kara da hankali sosai a cikin kunnuwan Raodah, yana sa shi ƙara fushi. An dauki matashin kai a gefen dama na jikinsa a cikin pukulkannya zuwa fuskar Udin tare da hankali.
"Na'am, tashi". Ba sauraron ba, amma jin dadin kullun a cikin fuska ya kawo Udin wani tarin hanzari. Yana kallon ɗan dariya don amsawar yaron ya kawo tasirin Raodah murmushi ya fitar da fushinsa ga ɗansa.
"Ya uba, ta dame Udin kawai," gaisuwa ta Udin ta ga mahaifiyarsa ta yi murmushi a ita.....
"Mafarki, mafarkai. Yanzu kana da shawagi mai sauri kuma ba a dadewa ba ka je makaranta ".
"Makaranta, makaranta. Udin barayi don zuwa makaranta bu. Bored, "Udin ya amsa kamar yadda ya koma kansa a kan matashin kai. Abin mamaki Raodah, ba zai iya yarda cewa dansa zai yi magana kamar haka ba.