Here I saw a very tall man with a kind of call to strength. He was walking with great speed until he finally found a place where there were not many people. When he found a place, he sat down and looked at the entire document. When he finished looking at it, he got up, put it back in his pocket, and went back to where the old man was.
"Akausashe said the information was missing but I met someone and gave it to him to check. She needs fifty bags of millet, maize, and wheat, and then you have to calculate the cost. She was driving a car, and he stopped while trying to pass.
A broad smile spread across the Elder's face.
“Oh, but Alhamdulillah, today we came, you will all get a new sari. Did you go to the store and buy the clothes you are wearing in the car or did you come by car, Hajiya?”
He asked Amnah.
Her mouth dropped open and Amal quickly turned her head and said, “Oh, don't you have a CHILD who can take you to the car?”
He said in a loud voice, “Habu, this one will take you wherever you want.”
Amal looked at him intently and said, “They'll be in the car with us, right?”
He shook his head without saying anything.
He quickly started walking towards a small shop on the hill, and the bag full of grain was being packed in the back of the car.
Amna, looking at him, felt that he was a slave to his own desires, and that he would endure hardships because of him.
Saida made sure that he had filled the back of the small car and returned to the Elder in a voice that did not sound like it had been broken.
“Dad, I'm sorry, but I'll take all fifty sacks of rice and put them in a bag, so I'll take the rest.”
