The door was pushed open as if it would be removed from its hinges. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, organizing some papers. The forceful opening of the door didn't make him flinch or even look up because he knew it was his wife, Lubna, with her usual antics. She huffed, placing her hands on her hips, and shot him a fierce glare, which he didn't even notice.

"Umar Faruq!" she called his name angrily. He didn't respond or look up, continuing with his task. Lubna, standing there shaking with anger, continued speaking with defiance. She complained about him pulling the children out of school the day before without her saying anything, and now he had people surrounding the house. She questioned his intentions, suspecting he might be planning to sell the house too. She declared that she wouldn't live without any security.

She accused him of bringing trouble into their lives since he married the village girl, calling her a witch with white feet who had ruined everything. Umar, still focused on his papers, finally looked up at her and told her to get a grip, stating that he would indeed sell the house and that she should start preparing to leave in two days.

Lubna, furious, declared that he had no right to sell the house as their children had a claim to it. Umar, dismissing her, called her crazy and said she would have to wait until he died for it to become their inheritance. He then walked out, ignoring her further attempts to block his way, and threatened to slap her if she didn't move. She dared him to try, but he just smiled and left, leaving her in tears.

Meanwhile, in another part of the house, a woman named Asma'u was sitting on her well-made bed, lost in thought. Umar entered, greeted her, and told her to start packing as they would be leaving the house in two days. Asma'u, shocked and tearful, wondered if Lubna's accusations were true.

The scene then shifts to a conversation between three women, Zarah, Xoxo, and Bily, who are discussing how to report on the chaotic situation in the house. They joke and express reluctance to approach Lubna, who has been called crazy by her husband. They eventually decide to help Bily with the report, despite their fears.

As I entered the house, I encountered three large trucks loaded with goods. I squeezed past them and entered the house, confirming to myself that the move was real as I looked around. I saw Asma'u coming out with two suitcases, dragging them along. Umar, who was leaning against his car and fiddling with his phone, looked up at her, slightly curling his lips and looking away, thinking to himself, 'This girl seems so frail, everything about her is so delicate...'. Her voice interrupted his thoughts as she said, 'Here they are, brother.' He didn't respond, just placed his phone on the car, opened the trunk for her to put the suitcases in, closed it, and then picked up his phone and got into the car. Asma'u stood there, looking around the house, feeling uneasy. She knew that Umar was just putting on a brave face because he was a strong and reserved person. No matter how angry he got, it was rare to see it on his face; he was someone who could hide his feelings well. Seeing that she hadn't gotten in, he honked the horn. She quickly opened the car door but didn't get in, instead, she leaned in and asked, 'Brother Faruk, where is Aunty Lubna?' He clicked his tongue in annoyance and said, 'She hasn't been here since earlier, you're wasting my time.' Feeling downcast, she got into the car, and he drove out of the house, his heart aching, but he kept reciting 'Innalillahi wa'inna'ilaihirraji'un'. He drove slowly, as if he didn't want to, and neither of them spoke. Occasionally, she would wipe away tears, and he would glance at her from the corner of his eye. He parked in front of a modest house, and it was clear that this was their new home, as the trucks were unloading goods into the house. He looked at her briefly and said, 'Go inside, Hasiya, Rafi'a, and Fatee are there to help you arrange your things. I need to go somewhere.' 'May Allah protect you, come back soon,' she replied. 'Ameen,' he said softly. She opened the car door and got out, but as she started to walk away, she turned back and asked, 'Brother Faruk, what about the things?'.