I won't hide it from you about the other one but he said that she is a slut. She held her head and looked at her hand and saw that it had eaten her fingernails and even a tattoo after the package she made. God willing, if you don't change your habits, you will face many challenges from today. Don't let me hear you go to the club again. You have to change if you are looking for a good husband...,

Oh Khalil, I'm sorry, I saw you today, she said she would return from Cairo, but why did she return before she was ready to marry me? If she comes, she will do anything for me, but why did she come? Oh Khalil, I'm sorry, everyone sees my fault, and the matter of leaving my friends, please leave this matter aside, if you have any advice for me, then help me with prayer, she said, standing up and making a face, hoping that God will prepare her.

The wedding guests were very happy, especially the bride. Rufaida heard this news and danced to the tune of Muciji and Nasreen because she was always there for her, no matter where Nasreen was. That made her very happy. Now she has to put aside this pride of hers.

In the evening, everyone started preparing for dinner. If the family of the deceased that I mentioned is going to attend the dinner, everyone will attend.

As for Nasreen, she was about to leave. She said, "My mother, a long fitted gown, peach color, with white and blue stone decorations. Her dress is very light. What kind of perfume is she wearing? You said you didn't wear perfume, she didn't sew her own clothes. She has a shop in Zooroad. She ordered nothing except her father's necklace. She put on something to wear in the morning. The tattoo she had on her forehead had already come out. She tied her veils. She was blue and black. She then spread perfume all over her body. She called for the evening prayer. She paused for a moment. She sat down. She took her bag and her phone. She turned on the text message. She came across seven of them without looking. She deleted them and put them away. She put the phone away. She was sweating. The phone said it was ringing, indicating an incoming message. She checked the message. She looked at it and looked at the message. She blinked as if she wasn't looking. She then looked at what was said to her.

Assalamu alaikum, I'm sorry, I've been very busy, so I don't have time to come to Kano. I want to congratulate you on your wedding.

She pulled her purse and felt like she had dropped the phone because she was disappointed to see that the prayer had been called off. She put her bag in her pocket and came out. There was no one on the floor. She met people in the courtyard of the house. They were trying to go to dinner. Everyone was looking at her. She felt dizzy and her body was shaking. She put it on the people's faces. She adjusted her speed and pressed the remote control. She opened the car and got in. She slowly put the key in it. She started to drive away. She honked the horn. The guard opened the door for her. She ran out until she heard a siren. She ran and ran until she reached the street and then stopped.

She started walking slowly, her heart still aching, she said, "This thing is not touching me, it's not true, so she calmed down and ran away from trouble." She said her phone was ringing, she saw who was calling her, she parked on the side of the road, picked up the call and said, “What's wrong?”