Mama often sought guidance from Rumaisa, especially since people were talking about her a lot. She did not tolerate any kind of male disrespect, not even the female disrespect. She created all her disrespect by ignoring it. There was no way Mama did not try to be patient with the teachers at the boarding school. She returned, but Mr. Yaya Umar said that she should change her school, so that she could concentrate more. But deep down, the harsh words the teachers had spoken about Rumaisa hurt him the most, making him say that she would not go back. Rumaisa, seeing that Yaya Umar had prevented her from being sent back to Malam Babba's boarding school, was happy to see her relax and go to that school full of bullying. May God remove her from the Bokon school. She returned home. Mama gave her money and used to sell flour cakes at the door of the house. She smiled after this thought came to her mind.  She looked at Abdallah who was folding the clothes he had washed and said, "Hey Abdallah, why are you telling your friends that I'm going to start selling flour cakes? I've seen you, what kind of friends are rich? You've made them come and buy them, not like their friends Huzaifa, who don't invite people to eat and drink." Saroro looked at her and said, "What kind of flour cakes?" "Yes, since I stopped going to boarding school, Mama gave me some money to sell flour cakes at the door of the house."  Huzaifa said, "Yes, you are right, you are selling flour cakes, you and I are going to make a deal for you, the type of cake is suitable for the delu." She frowned and said, "If I didn't know your character, eat and run away and ruin my money, don't tell me another story to tell you." She turned her attention to Abdallah and said, "For God's sake, Yaya Abdallah, talk to us." "Well, Ruma, I don't know what to tell you, what kind of flour cake is there in peace?" "Well, Yaya, wouldn't it be better if I was in business, and you didn't rest, women are being told to start businesses, Mama, will you give me money and bless me?" Mama said, "May God not show me this day, and don't send me back to your nonsense, and if you do, I will eat your father's flour cake at the door of the house, since you were not distracted by God, you got it." She frowned and said, "I asked Yaya Abubakar, I know he won't stop me."  "Oh, women have been told to start a business and I am being prevented from doing it." Umar was sitting in the room listening to Ruma's nonsense, he felt like he had taken her to boarding school so that everyone could rest, but he knew that Mama would never agree. The dawn of God's city, at eleven o'clock in the morning, Mama was about to leave, the tailor who was sewing for Mama sent the sewing that Mama had delivered to her, after Mama accepted the sewing and dismissed the child, she looked at Ruma and handed her the envelope and said "This is your stuff". She happily accepted the envelope and opened it, eager to see what was inside. As she opened it, she came across a green and yellow apron, she looked at Mama and looked at the apron and said "By God, Mama, this Salamatu outfit was not a gift to me, I had to say I didn't want this apron, but the one I bought was not here, she stuck it in your pocket, you can buy it but I thank you, but it is not sewn for you so I will return it to her" she didn't finish closing her mouth, she opened the apron and opened the apron, a shirt and a bag standing there,  A mother in a white dress looked like she was about to fly up. "She looked at her mother and said, "Mother, is this my dress or yours?" Ruma spoke in confusion.

Mom, be patient, I'm not saying I don't like it, but for God's sake, look at this dress, I'm not a pigeon, I'm wearing this dress, look at your hands like feathers, isn't that the kind of dress I saw on you in that old picture of yours?" Yasir took the dress and looked at it, he held back his laughter and said, "Well, your father's majesty was made for you, since you were a little girl, that is, you prefer tight clothes, right? You're not old enough, this dress will make you bathe on Eid and go to the mosque, majesty is majesty." Ruma was filled with anger, she pushed her mouth open, sounding like she was shouting. "What kind of majesty is majesty, let me do the majesty first, then you can sew it for me, what if I don't go to the majesty?" Mom said, "Break up with her, she's done being disrespectful since that's her thing, from this I won't sew others for her, she would pray with them, she doesn't listen to what I say, I've also come to the point where I have to redeem myself, I don't give her prayer clothes except one color". Yasir said, "By God, mom, that's it  She thanked God for the good things he did, he opened it up, you tried, you are wearing this dress, if you don't wear it, you don't have to tie the sash, it will be a long dress, if you are going to tie the sash, tie it to the waist of the dress, tie it to the waist, by God, you will do well." She completely faced Yasir, who was just being disrespectful to her, as if she was going to burst, so she gathered her clothes and went to the room and threw herself on the chair with Mama, telling herself that she would have been better off staying home and praying, than wearing this ugly dress as her prayer attire and going out to make fun of her. Mama went out to greet the neighbors, that gave Yasir the opportunity to sit and put Ruma in front and keep making fun of her, whoever came in would bring him the dress and show him, from the hem to the stitching, it was like Mama's time. Huzaifa was more embarrassed than anyone, he said, "Mama, you can really punish me, I paid for this sewing, just like you did  Yasir said, if you wear this outfit, make a tie like the one I gave you, we will get some beads, and with this prayer we will spread the music of the beads in the neighborhood, by God we will get money, because many people have abandoned their customs". Abdallah even made fun of her for trying on the outfit now, he saw how they would treat her. She ignored them and went aside to eat. It was Usman who made her look bad, he said that she should try on the outfit so they could see how they would treat her, since she was also suspicious of him, so she went and put on the outfit and came out, suppressing the tears that he was trying to take from her. As she was coming out of the courtyard of Huazaifa's house, he laughed and said, "A phone for the big guy and a bag". Abdallah said, "May God leave us our Delun, by God, a delun was given to you, you did well". Usman said, "Abdallah, tie her a barmana, let's see, I will video her" No matter how much she tried to swallow her tears, she could not, they surrounded her and laughed as if they saw a madman, there was Usman recording a video of her with his phone  laughing. Huzaifa was laughing, like someone who had just finished, saying to Usman, "Take a picture of her in black and white, and say it to their grandmother, Mama 1940." Unexpectedly, Umar came in, and found Rumaisa standing as if she had been planted, with a bandage on her head, tying a scarf around her shirt, standing and crying while they surrounded her and laughed. "What's wrong?" He spoke in a low voice. Usman said, "It's my prayer cloth, she was brought in disrespectfully, saying she didn't like the cloth, that's why I'm punishing her, in the future she will learn to thank God for everything that was lost, and thank the one who was lost". Yaya Umar himself felt like laughing, because of the way Ruma was wearing the cloth, you know from looking at her, they were very rude to her, she looked like someone who brought a billboard to the city. Gimtse laughed and went to their room, they finished disrespecting her and then sent her away. When she returned to her room, she had to endure her tears, she took off her clothes and put them away, feeling how her heart was aching for what they had done  She did it to her. The fact that Mama didn't come home last night made Ruma sit down for dinner without any fuss or fuss, and now Mom and Dad are in a bind with the disrespect that Yaya Abdallah had shown her. She was thinking about how she would avenge what the women had done to her and calmed down. Despite how quiet she was today, no one paid attention to her silence, Mama was even angry that she had criticized her, Mama turned her attention to her men who were chatting. "Mama, I have a question" they all turned around and looked at her. Mama said "Well, I hear you, God has made me know" "By God, I know that her questions are useless and pointless, for God's sake, Mama, don't listen to her" Huzaifa spoke while looking at Ruma.