Umphata, known to be a witch doctor in the city with powerful energy, and influence on the other hand hated and antagonized Ghazi whenever she could. Some say that he was stone cold scared of that old bitch as he often described her. He forbade his household to fellowship with her in any form. one day in the village market Empazi, Ngala's mother dressed in beautiful garbs made of very rare expensive materials walk along with her husband who likewise was dressed to kill, smoking a cigar and drinking from a flask filled with cognac. As the couple neared the end of the fruit section Empazi slowed her stroll to admire the luscious African grown peaches and wound up dropping one. As it rolled Ghazi was in full focus as it smoothly almost by command reach the tattered hem of Umphata's garments. As he seemed to realize (in slow motion) who the garment belonged to, his face quickly ran pale, as his bottom lip dropped his cigar damn near jumped from his mouth. Even with only a micro second of eye contact Ghazi could see the demons peeking through the twinkle in her eyes. A wide dark smile crept across Umphata's face exsposing her blackened teeth as Ghazi's body began reaking of fear and intimidation the witch doctor picked up the scent and seized yet another opportunity to "fuck" with Ghazi. "Bheka! Bheka!" ( look! look!) she stated in a purposely monotone voice. His stomach began secretly filling with air bubbles of anxiety and nervousness. With a smile wide as all of Africa itself the witch doctor the yells..." The monkey chases fruit and smoke cigars" at that very second Ghazi's stomach and ass surrendered to a short, but loud wet sounding fart...SPLEERT!!! The burst of laughter from on lookers cracked the air like thunder. Empazi even made the mistake of laughing publicly at her husband, but before she could straighten out her face, she was picking herself up off of the dirty market floor causing her entire outfit to look like that of a vagabond. Now filthy and embarrassed Empazi held her face to cool her burning skin from the vicious slap Ghazi laid on her. As quickly as the crowd laughed, they became silent even quicker. Scanning the crowd of onlookers, Ghazi searched out for even the slightest smerck to make another public example. "Is it still funny!?"spat Ghazi in a loud voice. " Come now! let us laugh together!" "Is there anyone!?" Turning his sight on Empazi who had teras of humiliation running down her face. "Empazi the pig for sale!" he shouted. Empazi now muddy mashed to the car. Now Ghazi laughed so hard that he almost choked. Umphata's eyes now burnt like coals from the depths of hell as she walked away mumbling curses under her breath.