It was a Thursday evening, around four o'clock, with a pleasant rainy season breeze blowing in Hauwa's courtyard. A storm was approaching, and it was about to rain. Hauwa's mother was sitting on a small stool in her kitchen, making wrapped alala (a type of food) for dinner. As she wrapped each piece, she placed it in a pot, listening to the radio program 'Jakar Magori.' Meanwhile, Hauwa was lying in her room, wrapped in a blanket on her new firm mattress (vitafoam), feeling uneasy. For days, she couldn't understand why she felt so unsettled, but she finally realized the reason: Dr. Sarham. For about seven days, she had been troubled because Dr. Sarham had stopped paying attention to her. Although he still visited the house, she only heard his voice outside talking to her mother. He no longer sought her out or spoke to her as he used to. Hauwa couldn't figure out what she had done to make Dr. Sarham avoid her. She adjusted her position and thought to herself, 'Why should I be bothered if Sarham stops paying attention to me? He doesn't come here because of me; he comes to see his mother. Why should I worry about his change in behavior towards me?' She decided to stop caring about him and his attitude. Even if she heard his voice in the living room, she would greet him from her doorway, noticing that he only responded when he felt like it, often dismissively. She remembered how he had treated her the previous day and resolved not to let it bother her anymore. She reminded herself that there was no blood relation between them, only the bond of God's will and the help he had chosen to offer them. She wondered why his change in behavior towards her should matter, especially since he hadn't changed towards her mother and even seemed to visit more frequently now.
