The living room is of medium size, furnished with a set of ash-colored chairs, curtains, and carpet, all emitting a pleasant fragrance and brightness. On one side, there is a medium-sized plasma TV, a receiver, and a DVD player, all neatly arranged. In each corner of the room, there are flowers in medium-priced vases, adding to the room's appeal despite not being expensively decorated. The room is well-organized and clean, with a soothing fragrance of incense. The owner of the living room, a young woman around eighteen years old, is sitting on one of the chairs. She is fair-skinned, moderately beautiful, and her orange shadda bubu outfit enhances her beauty. Her headscarf is placed beside her, revealing her neatly braided hair. The room's fragrance matches her own. She repeatedly glances at the wall clock above the plasma TV. She then picks up her Tecno W3 phone and tries calling a number that has been unreachable. Despite the repeated message that the number is switched off, she continues to call. It is unusual for him to be out this late, as he usually returns by eight. She suspects he might be at his elder sister Hajiya Yahanasu's house. Feeling lonely as everyone else has left, she sighs and lies down on the couch, missing the children she loves dearly. She has been married for six years but has no children of her own, having married at the age of twelve. Lost in thought, she hears the door being unlocked. She checks the time, 8:45 PM, and quickly adjusts her headscarf before heading to the spacious courtyard. The house has two additional rooms, a bathroom, a well, and a large kitchen. The courtyard is clean and well-maintained. She watches as he parks his motorcycle and greets him with a smile, which fades when she sees his somber face. He responds briefly, mentioning he stayed at his sister's house. She takes his bag and follows him inside, noticing his unusual behavior. She prepares his bathwater, worried about what might be troubling him. He usually embraces her and compliments her appearance, but today he is silent. She helps him undress and hands him a towel. After his bath, they eat together, but his mood prevents her from enjoying the meal. She usually eats only with him, and his silence worries her. He finally speaks, trying to reassure her, but she insists on knowing what is wrong. He promises to tell her the next day, and they go to bed. He struggles to sleep, thinking about his conversation with his sister. The next morning, despite her worries, she continues with her household chores, preparing breakfast and his bathwater.