By morning, my body was tired of the terrible fever that had gripped me the night before, and then I had a terrible headache that made me unable to move. I barely managed to crawl into the courtyard, do my ablution, come back and pray. What surprised me was that Aunty didn't wake me up at all when I was getting ready for school. I knew that when we prayed in the morning, Aunty would make us get ready and break fast at 7:00am after school. My heart was beating fast, wondering if my niece's sadness had prevented me from getting up. I turned my head back on my pillow and wiped my tears with my hands. It was sleep that kept me awake, but at nine in the morning, I heard the noise of people in our house, so I stood up, my whole body numb because of the fever in my body. I went out into the courtyard, rubbing my eyes. I was with Aunty Zulfa'u, Aunty's sister, and Aunty's mother, who were lighting a fire in the courtyard, a huge pot in front of them filled with rice and beans. I went to Aunty's room, where I was also surprised to see how the family had filled the room, and my grandmother Xaune said that she was wearing her old dress. When I entered, the room was filled with laughter before I saw one of their father's sisters. She came into the room, sat on my bed, made me sit down, and went out for two minutes. She came out of the courtyard, and I went to the bathroom, where I saw a bucket filled with warm water, so that I could take a bath and wait for me outside. I gave them a bath. Then I came out and she took my hand and we went to Aunty's room, Aunty Zulfa came in with a bag in her hand and she pulled out a white shadda with golden stones from her pocket and said, "They helped me get ready in this long shaddar dress, Aunty Uwani, while you were tying the knot because they all get married in the town of Tofa, not in the village, that's why they are so civilized." They gave me a golden veil and shoes and I put on a necklace and earrings, even though there was no mirror for me, but I knew I was pretty. Aunty Uwani sat me down on Aunty's bed and after ten minutes she came out with a bowl and a bag in her hand. She stood in front of me and ordered me to open it and eat what was in the bowl. I put my hand in and opened it where I found a cooked chicken that was not, nothing was removed from its body, the skin and the sauce. I put my hand in and started eating it, saying bismillah. There was no joy in the story but how I feared Aunty Uwani who was like Aunty's sister because her father and their father's father and our father's father and their father's father had the same mother and father, she was also in Tofa town getting married with all her children who were married. I used to eat chicken and I used to eat coconut and dates and the palm of this jar. I finished and handed her the bowl and I was shaking my head because of the same thing. Aunty Uwani left and Aunty Zulfa left and left me in the room wondering what was happening. No one answered me at that time so I went back to bed and lay down thinking about life. At half past ten in the morning thousands of people witnessed the wedding of UMAR MUHAMMAD SARKIN GIDA and his bride AISHA YUSUF NUHU, for a dowry of fifty thousand naira which was given by the groom's friend, the bride's brother Imran Shiya. After the wedding ceremony, I saw the groom dressed in a shadda dress and a golden kall which Imran had sewn for them this morning, six Humaira and Imran. Umar was not so handsome, he always extended his hand to people and greeted them with a smile. From the wedding ceremony, they went to their house where by this time his family from there had come with Innah's relatives. They were also busy preparing the wedding preparations. He went to Inna's room and found his grandmother sitting there, she saw him and burst into tears and hugged him because she remembered his late father, he could barely speak even though he was also missing his father because this generosity of Humaira's parents only showed him how good his father was because he planted the kailan and that's why he was harvesting it. They greeted his relatives and he was trying to go out hearing her voice behind him. "Hammah, Umar, I congratulate you."