It was a medium-sized room decorated with expensive curtains. The room had a large mattress, a side table, and a single expensive cushion. The old woman, who was no more than fifty-five years old, who was living in the room, said, "We must not tire of praying. May God grant you good health. Tomorrow is the month when everything is expected to be fine, right?" The young woman next to her smiled slightly and said, "That's what the doctors said, God willing. But what you are doing is yours, God is his, but this operation is the last one that will be done to her if God wills. And I hope that God wills it." Yakumbo said, "God willing, it will be right. We always tell God that no family has such a need, let alone a bed. There is no bed in our family at all. Is there one in yours??"  The woman laughed and said, "No, Yakumbo." Yakumbo said, "Yes, God has saved you from suffering and may God grant you a safe return. When will India return to do the work?"  The woman said "Ameen, ehh we're going there" Yakumbo said "Well, God willing, that's the end of the trouble" The woman said "God willing" Yakumbo looked at her watch and said "I'm leaving today, Amina, it's quiet, even Umar hasn't come yet" Amina looked at her watch and said "And I called him but I couldn't find him, I hear they're in a meeting, maybe tomorrow I'll take my life today" Yakumbo said "Okay, just leave it until tomorrow evening, then tell him where he's being chased, this is the wrong way to go, whatever happens to her will happen to her somewhere..." Amina said "That's right" Yakumbo said "I heard that Salihu's wife is asking you to fight, right? Don't you dare to pay attention to her, she's a witch doctor, even Asama'un, stop paying attention, they're all angry at you, they think you're more of a troublemaker than them, they don't know that it's God, you idiot" Amina smiled and said nothing, Yakumbo added "And you should hide the girl so they don't see her, you know  "Is that so?" Amina looked at her and said, "Oh, that's not true, you are witnessing that since Yakumbo was a little girl, she was never brought out in public. She was always in the same room as me, her guardian, or her teacher. To this day, the people in the neighborhood don't know anything about Heedayah. You can hardly go to her house and see her in the parlor. Sometimes, if she is not seen, they leave without saying anything. It's like we hide her and don't see her." Yakumbo said, "That's right, you don't know anyone's face. Don't make a girl a stranger. You should really think about it. Leave them alone. Whatever they say, the girl's health comes first." Amina didn't say anything. Yakumbo said, "Is that why she is even at home?"  Amina said, "Oh, even Islam." Yakumbo said, "Well, that's great. I'm looking at the girl. I heard she was very quiet. God forbid that those poor kids from the neighborhood come in and make fun of her." Amina quickly stood up, looking around the courtyard and said, "Heydayah??"  Hearing the silence, she came out of the house. Her big plastic baby, who was combing her hair, was the only thing on the mat and the comb, and her hat, but she was gone. Yakumbo stood up and said, "If I had known, they would have come in and dragged her away. But for these children, their parents only gave birth to temptations. Village children have no self-control, sir..." Amina returned to the room, took her Hijab and went outside. Yakumbo followed her, saying, "May God protect me, they didn't drag her away and take her to the third floor. She is a girl without eyes. Since she came to visit me, the devil has hidden her here and done whatever he wants. I found her in the village...." Since Heedayah's mother was constantly entering the huts of the Makota, she looked at Heedayah in the village until she felt her mind start to wander because there was no sign of her daughter. Yakumbo, however, was praying in confusion, throwing the scarf he had refused to wear, saying, "So what is the use of my younger brother Umaru, the people?? Where did he say his daughter entered?"  A woman said, "I saw them go to the market with their Hind and Bibalo, even their skins, almost six of them holding the girl's hand." Yakumbo sighed and said, "But by God, her father is in Habuja and all their parents would have him arrested if anything happened to his daughter, she is the only one with him, and the mother is newly pregnant, she is twelve years old, and there are no eyes for her, so why would these poor children drag her to the market, when their mothers can't buy her in the market?