"You again? The stalking lumberjack!" The young maiden with the Kaba growled, standing on top of the logger who was lying on the ground.
"Suzie, what's going on over there?" A voice from inside the house asked.
"Big momma, it's the lumberjack who terrified me, last time in the forest, when I went to fetch mushrooms for dinner soup." She described loudly to the old lady.
"What? Did he come onto our property? No way! I'm getting outside to whoop his bottom." Grandma said in fury and fire. Then she rose off the rattan chair and met her granddaughter and the lumberjack outdoors.
At the same time, a man rushed out from the other twin house where Babida had first tried to sneak in.
"Suzie, what is the matter darling?" He enquired while running toward her.
"Uncle Bibi, look at the man over here. He is a lumberjack. He has been tracking me down. The first time I caught him red-handed in his dirty activities, was in the forest. And today he came onto our property. He was peeping through the window using the now broken brick." She explained to her late mother's senior brother.
"Wait a minute! I must be dreaming. Someone wake me up, please!" Uncle Bibi, his glasses off, reacted to the discovery he was about to reveal.