She stood in front of them and said to him, "Kurna." Not because she knew anyone in Kurna, but because she knew she had gone far from the city center, heading towards the outskirts of Kano. The driver said five naira, even though Inna knew he was overcharging them because they looked like helpless wanderers, but she didn't ask for a discount. She took Hauwa's hand, and they entered the vehicle with their large black luggage.

When they arrived in Kurna, she didn't know where to ask him to drop them off. The driver, tired of driving them around Kurna, asked if he should take them to the station if they were heading to the city. Inna found herself saying "yes," so he took them to the old station, known as Tashar Kuka, and dropped them off.

Inna took Hauwa's hand, both of them exhausted and hungry, and they went to a tea seller's stall. At that moment, it was noon, and he was looking at his pot. She sat Hauwa on an empty bench. The tea seller approached them and said, "Iya, are you okay? Begging is not allowed on my bench; it's for business."

Hauwa widened her eyes, looking up and down, as if glaring at him. She hated being associated with the word "beggar" because she was blind. If not for Inna teaching her good manners and not to speak back to elders, she would have insulted him. The tea seller said, "Servants of God, please move on, don't ruin my business with your smelly bundle of rags."

Inna held her composure and said, "Please, pour her some tea to drink, I will pay you. How much is one cup? Cut her some bread." Hauwa couldn't hold back anymore and said, "Inna, even if this is the last tea on earth, even if hunger will kill me, I won't drink it since he called us beggars." She burst into tears, stood up, and started feeling for their luggage. She picked it up and placed it on her head. Inna stood up, took her hand, and they left. The tea seller said, "Umma, greet the Prophet for me. Blind people have a lot of pride and stubbornness like a rock. I don't like dealing with beggars and the disabled."

Inna spotted a food seller's stall with not many people around. She led Hauwa there. The woman was busy with three customers at the table. From her appearance, she looked like a Kano-Jeddah woman. Inna greeted her, and she responded politely, "Iya, how are you? Are you here to buy food?" Inna said, "Yes, serve her food until she is full and add some meat. How much is a plate of rice with sauce?" The woman said, "Seven naira." She served Hauwa a hearty meal and took her to a less crowded area of the stall, gave her water to wash her hands.