She was born out of love.

She was child number two.

The apple of her mother's eyes.

A fathers hope.

A lovely girl.

A bright young woman.

They sent her off.

Saudi Arabia next it is.

Making the family proud in mind.

Becoming a role model to those younger.

But money was never enough.

Part-time nanny could be it.

In a wealthy family she got her job.

Her dreams, she could picture them now.

Ibn Mustafa though, hade else in mind.

He could watch her for oures.

An object of desire.

A lust to experience.

Who would know?

A man with such power.

A man with such good reputation.

Who would believe her.

A negress, he thought.

So he raped her.

Left her with nothing but threats.

He would kill her if she spoke.

She kept in silence.

Time passed.

Finally her belly broke the silence.

She was pregnant.

Nobody noticed, but Ibn Mustafa.

He has put his ivel plans into effect.

He took that precious life.

Solely to save his dirty skin.