He answered her briefly, even though he was in a state where he didn't want to talk, but he couldn't refuse her, nothing Zainab could ask for would fail her, after the greatness she felt around him, she opened her eyes, she was almost more in love with him than anyone else, she could hear his words as he listened to her and respected her, including the name of his mother that she had, which is why she was nicknamed Hajiya Karama, because she had a secret when he told her. No one would hear unless he ordered her to tell, she wouldn't tell him anything without his knowledge, she wouldn't hide anything from him, she and he were friends and suspects. "This is the second time you've landed somewhere other than the Emirate, and I don't think that will be good for us" He slowly blew out the air from his mouth and put his hands in his pockets as he continued to look at the horse through the glass of the living room and said.  “Things in this house are not to my liking” “Yeah but sometimes we need your advice, or need something, you are almost the King in this house since His Majesty is not well, you should be away from home, and the way you act Ammy will not be happy” He looked at her with a wide smile. “I will fix Hajiya Karama” “Good” She said with a smile on her face, then she also put her hand in her pocket playing with her other leg, there was silence before she looked at him “This time around I want something to surprise everyone as a photographer I want to do something differently like..... ” Then she couldn’t finish and spread her hands as if thinking about what to say. Her gaze slightly lifted. “Well I think you should go to the village, see a culture or language and see some religions of others that are different from what is seen and take it” She widened her eyes and smiled happily.  “Wow that's why I don't want you to be away from me, every time I ask for advice you always find a solution for me” He smiled at her before turning around quickly to hear Muhseen's voice. “Wow wow wow..... Longest time Dude” Between him and Muhseen, there was no one who was faster, in the middle of the living room they met and hugged each other, each with a face full of laughter and joy of meeting his brother. Nana quickly got up and hugged Muhseen. “Oh Muhseen oyoyo” “Hey Little One” Zainab also gave him a side hug welcoming him, he then reached out to Doc Yazeed and they greeted each other and sat down next to Zainab. “Hajiya Karama how far?” “How are you Abuja?” “Kalau”