A fierce slap that threatened to deafen her landed on her face, causing her to clutch her cheek as tears streamed down like a broken faucet. "Shut up! Fool, hypocrite, senseless... Do you think there's any reason that can stop this marriage? Do you even have the guts to oppose it? Do you want to show the world that you're indeed a shameless person? Let me tell you, not even a demon can stop this marriage unless he himself comes to call it off. You can't stop this marriage!" In deep, heart-wrenching sobs, she began to say, "I agree, Baba Alhaji... let my marriage be arranged for the day after tomorrow. I agree you can choose a husband for me from anywhere... No matter how he is... Poor, disabled, old, or young... No matter his character, I will live with him rather than marry this tyrant. Please, Baba, help me..." She finished with intense sobbing, almost fainting. He gave her a harsh look and said, "Even if you die, your marriage will be arranged with FAIZAN the day after tomorrow! And no matter what he does to you, you will stay with him, you fool, ungrateful! You can't make me argue with my brother over something that benefits me! I'm sure even Faizan himself doesn't want to marry a shameless person like you!" She looked at her father with a broken gaze, calling her shameless to her face. She cried bitterly, blaming her parents for her current life. How could they be so unjust to pair her with someone she despised the most? How would they live together? He hated her as much as she hated him. She ran out, crying harder, not caring about the crowd gathered to witness this dreadful marriage arrangement. She collapsed on her mother's lap, crying hysterically, "Ammi! Baba Alhaji doesn't love me, Ammi. Please do something before they kill me! Ammi, I hate him, I don't love him, have mercy on me, Ammi!" Her mother patted her head, feeling the deep sorrow in her heart. If there was anyone she hated, it was Faizan's parents. Why must everything in her life and her family's be done under their command? Only God knows the kind of life she now leads with her husband because of them. Why doesn't she have freedom in her own home with her husband? What makes them superior? Money or status? Why is Sulaiman always prioritizing Prof's orders over everyone else's? Where is the love Jaddah claims to have for Fauziyya? "Fauziyya, be patient. I've done everything to stop this marriage, but it's all in vain. Even my marriage is at risk. Be strong and let the marriage happen, but I won't force you to stay or obey. This time, Aisha has won." Fauziyya left her mother and ran out, eyes closed, seeking a solution. She burst into Jaddah's quarters, not noticing the people there, and began, "I'll kill myself! I swear I'll kill myself... The day my marriage is arranged with this tyrant, I swear I'll die! They'll only take my corpse to his room. Forgive me, Jaddah..." A calm but angry voice, one she despised more than anything, pierced her ears. "Did you hear that, Baba? I've never argued with you in my life, never contradicted you. Just this once, for God's sake, don't force me into something I can't do. I'd rather burn in hell than be forced into this marriage because I can't be just between her and Fatima. Above all, Baba, I don't want to be related to a sinner...! If this marriage happens, it will harm me and my family..." A fierce slap interrupted him. He looked at her with red eyes for minutes, unable to speak. For the first time, his mother had slapped him because of this disaster. He stood up angrily and stormed out like a whirlwind. "What's your reason for rejecting this marriage?" Jaddah asked her for the first time, looking at her. She remained silent, crying bitterly, feeling the sting of being called a sinner deep in her heart. "No reason? Then get out of my room." She looked at Jaddah in disbelief, then backed out, crying. Jaddah held her head, feeling the pain of the events unfolding in her family. She looked at him, deep in thought. Then he looked at Jaddah respectfully and said, "Indeed, I'm angry and distressed, Hajiya! I've never done anything as disgraceful as this in my journey to my current status. I've arranged marriages for neighbors who accepted happily, let alone my own children..."