"You heard me well, Benita. Maidens your age are already married with kids running around already. Whilst you are home doing nothing. Apart from finding me here to disrupt my peace and call me names, what else can you do?"
"When I was your age, I was already widowed. Although it was unfortunate that I didn't manage to birth my own child, at least I had my own family and didn't rely on my parents. But what about you? Instead of helping either yourself or your mother, you are busy running around scolding people. Was that what those people taught you when you were slaving in the city?"
"Who was a slave you damn wh****?"
"Oh, why are you being sensitive? Tsk, tsk. Do you think that everyone here is a damn fool? Anywhere it doesn't matter to me what you were doing when you were there, but the fact that you are still as mannerless as before, insulting your elders whenever you feel like it. I wonder if your father in heaven is regretting bringing you into this world."
