I cried a lot there. My head was pounding as if it would split in two before I stood up. Weakly, I returned to the room where I had slept. I took my handbag and the hijab I used for the dawn prayer. To avoid encountering his troublesome dog, I went through the kitchen even though I didn't know the layout of the house. I went around the back and didn't see the dog near the gate. The security guard, who was sitting and listening to music, stood up quickly. His mouth trembled as he greeted me. I didn't respond, only said, "Open the gate for me!" in a harsh and commanding tone.

In a flustered and hesitant manner, he said, "But madam, the boss didn't say..."

"I swear if you don't open it, I'll team up with the boss to insult you." I said, grabbing his stick from the bench. "Will you open it or should I hit you with this stick?"

"May God calm your heart, madam. I'll open it." He said, trembling as he moved towards the small gate. He used the key to open it, and I glared at him before leaving. After ensuring I was out, I threw his stick back at him and continued. I looked around the long street with a well-paved road. I didn't recognize the neighborhood, which made me anxious. But I didn't feel defeated and kept walking quickly despite my weakness. I prayed for a tricycle or even a car to come by so I could ask for help. I had walked a bit, frequently looking back, feeling like the cunning man might follow me. I was very dizzy, and my head was spinning. I stopped to hold my head and called upon God's name. Just then, a white car that had passed me reversed back.

"Are you okay, dear?"

The voice of a young woman reached my ears. I removed my hand from my head. Struggling to see her clearly, I replied, "I'm fine, madam."

"How can you say you're fine? You look like you're about to faint." She said, getting out of the car. She held me as I was about to collapse from dizziness. With great concern, she said, "Let me put you in the car. Then you can tell me where you want to go."

Seeing that she was a woman and exactly what I needed, I didn't resist. With her help, I got into the car. As soon as I sat down, I closed my eyes, and my headache intensified. When she got back in and asked where to take me, I couldn't answer immediately. She waited a bit, thinking I needed time to calm down, then asked again. With difficulty, I managed to say, "Yakasai."

"Okay, no problem. But I think we should go to a clinic first. You need medical help. I'm a doctor."

"Don't worry, just take me home, thank you." I said with great difficulty.

"That's not possible. Please let me help you, for God's sake."

Her mention of "for God's sake" made me unable to argue further. After that, I passed out and didn't understand anything else.