married, I am still praying to God to untie the knot that has been tied to Yaya Musty and bring him to his senses and marry Aimanah."

"Ammi, ask Aimanah to marry me, I will marry her," Shaheed said, his mind at ease. Ammi and Ahamad laughed together before Ahamad said,

“I see you've been like this for a while now. Aimanah has been following you for a long time. You're not her husband. When will you finish being a scoundrel? Even though you're in your final year at university?”

"Oh Ahamad, it's not haram, we can't go to Malaysia together, I'm just going to be Yaya Aimanah, the problem is I don't have a job," Ammi laughed and patted Shaheed's head, smiling.

Agajiye quickly got up from her sleep and went to the bathroom, took a shower, applied cream, rubbed her body, sprayed perfume on her long abaya, and came out. As she had expected, she was sure that everyone in the house was already eating breakfast. She started to walk towards her father, hugged him from behind, and rested her head on his shoulder, looking at his face.

“Good morning Dad”

“Morning my lovely daughter, I hope you wake up well.”

"Okay, I'm getting up, Dad," she said to Daddy, and then she turned to Mahh, who was eating her food. You wouldn't say she was looking at him because her entire attention was on the food she was eating.

"You didn't come to give the king physical affection, you didn't come to give me a piece of cake like a witch, pull up a chair and eat your food, teacher," Aimanah said with a sad face and stood where she was, looking at Yah Ma'aruf who was laughing at her.

“Look at me, I'm the only one laughing”

"And I, God, am eating my own food, not looking at you," Ma'aruf said, seeing the look Mus'af was giving him, he quickly wiped his face. Mus'af stood up from the chair he was sitting on, came to where Aimanah was standing, pulled her close to his body, took her hand and brought her to the table, pulled a chair for her to sit on, poured her a plate of fried rice, and poured her a bowl of lamb soup and served it to her, “Drink this, I'll give it to you at school.”

"Yah, this is too much," she said, her heart racing as she reached out to him.

"Okay, don't eat it, you're not planning to buy a car this month," Aimanah quickly started eating the food, laughing.

“I'm ready, brother, I want a Camry.”

“Don't worry, I've already put my money in cash, Mah, I just want her to agree, I don't have to worry about Daddy's approval, Mah, I know it's his.”

"That's what we did to you," Daddy said, laughing, Ma'aruf said.

"Daddy, everyone in this house knows that Mah is not the one who wants us to rest." Everyone laughed, except for Mas'ud, who couldn't eat the food in front of him and remained silent as if he was sick…

Mah put down her fork and looked at Mas'ud with the concern clearly visible on his face. She was very concerned about him, especially seeing how he spoke without hesitation. It made her realize that Mas'ud was a very bright person, almost all of the children were more cheerful and vocal, kind and loving to people. She rarely saw him in such a state. She would not have worried about Mus'af at all because his personality was characterized by his lack of patience and his inability to speak and his hatred for people.

"Ma'aruf, I'm so close to you, you're a fool, I'm not talking nonsense." Ma'aruf put his hand on Mas'ud's shoulder. Mas'ud felt touched, and he jumped up in fear, in case Maah left where she was. She stood over him carefully, touching his body to feel if he had a fever. He was always cold. If he had a fever, it wouldn't bother him. His body felt cold, there was no sign of heat, the signs of fever were just anxiety.

“How are you, King?”

"Oh, I'm not," Mas'ud replied without looking up.

“Come on, let's talk about sugar.”

"It's not a secret that Mah's actions affect almost everyone here, especially Mustapha?" Mah sat down next to her husband and looked at Mas'ud and said.

"I'm waiting for you, my king," he smiled, not a little pleased when Mah called him by that name, "Mah Mustapha is in trouble! I called him yesterday..." he said as he recounted what Mustapha had done to Mah, Mah's mind was completely blown, "Innalillahi wa'inna ilaihir raji'un, now the trouble has passed, so I'm going to join the third, Aisha." Mah picked up her phone and went to her room, propped her up, Alhaji Faruok Mai Naira doesn't like seeing his wife's husband in trouble at all, Mah's phone rang. Ammi's phone rang. Ammi saw that she picked up the call quickly because she was worried and called her sister's phone, it was better to count but set the volume to silent.