In a luxurious parlor filled with opulent furnishings, a young husband sat on a cushion, deeply troubled. His eyes revealed intense frustration and sorrow due to his wife's neglect. Nazifa, his wife, was more focused on wealth than fulfilling her marital duties. Lost in thought, he was interrupted by Nazifa and their children, Sameer and Sameera. Sameer, the more perceptive child, approached his father, who greeted him with a forced smile. Nazifa apologized for leaving him alone, but he reassured her, mentioning their maid Fauzeeya's help. Nazifa, unconcerned, went to rest, leaving Yaseer feeling neglected and frustrated. He lamented Nazifa's lack of care and secrecy, realizing she was not the ideal partner he had hoped for. He then asked Sameer to go to his mother as he prepared to leave, but Sameer insisted on accompanying him, adding to Yaseer's distress.

Yaseer smiled at him and said, "Okay, get up, let's go since you insist." Sameer stood up as Yaseer took his hand and they headed to the parking lot. Upon arrival, Yaseer put his son in the car, then walked around to the driver's seat and sat down. He honked the horn, and the gatekeeper opened the gate for them. They left the house and headed to Yaseer's parents' house.

Nazifa entered the room and sat Sameera on the bed, looking at her. She took off her clothes, wrapped a towel around herself, and went into the bathroom to take a bath. She spent a long time scrubbing her body thoroughly before coming out, still wrapped in the towel. She went to the dressing mirror, pulled up the chair facing the mirror, and started applying lotion to her body. She then took out her makeup and began to apply it beautifully. After finishing, she put on her orange-colored attire and sprayed herself with a pleasant-smelling perfume.

After getting ready, she returned to Sameera and sat down. At that moment, baby Sameera looked at her mother and said, "Mom, you look very beautiful." Nazifa smiled and asked, "Really, do I look beautiful?" "Yes, mom, I'm serious," Sameera replied. Just as Nazifa was about to speak again, her phone rang, indicating an incoming call. She quickly picked up her phone and answered, "Hello, besty Safiya." On the other end, Safiya responded, "How are you, Nazifa, and how are Sameer and the kids?" "They are all fine, Safiya. How are your children?" "They are fine, Nazifa. The reason I called is that the items we ordered have arrived, so get ready to meet at the shop tomorrow." "Okay, no problem, Safiya. What time should we meet tomorrow?" Safiya sighed and said, "We will meet at eight in the morning." "Don't worry, I will be there, insha Allah." "Okay, see you later." "See you later," Nazifa said as she ended the call and took a deep breath, while Sameera kept smiling at her mother.

When Yaseer arrived at the large gate of their house, he honked loudly. The gatekeeper ran and opened the gate for him. He drove the car into the middle of the compound and headed straight to the parking lot. After parking the car, he got out and went to Sameer's side to open the door for him. Once Sameer was out, Yaseer locked the car and took Sameer's hand as they walked into the parlor.

Upon entering the parlor, they found Hajiya Sadiya sitting on the cushion, wearing white glasses to protect her eyes. Hearing the sound of people, Hajiya Sadiya looked up and smiled at them. As they approached her, Yaseer greeted her, and she responded with joy and warmth. She took Sameer's hand and sat him next to her, saying, "Little master, you came to visit me. How is your mom and school?" Sameer smiled and replied, "She is fine, Hajiya." "Masha Allah, may God continue to protect us," she said. "Amin, amin, Ummi," Yaseer responded, hiding his inner sadness.

At that moment, Hajiya Sadiya stared at her son for a long time, studying the expression in his eyes. She saw worry and deep frustration in his eyes. With calmness and compassion, she asked, "Yaseer, what is bothering you?" Yaseer made a sad face and replied, "Nothing is bothering me, Ummi."