"Hey Bae!"

Asma'u smiled.

"Hello!"

"Yeah! Uhmm, I just wanted to know the name of the guy who came here."

Asma'u smiled again,

"His name is Ya Aslam."

"Okay, thanks."

She said while getting up just as Zainab was approaching.

Zainab gave her a look and then walked over to Asma'u.

Her face was stern as she asked,

"What were you doing with that girl?"

Asma'u looked at her.

"She asked me a question."

"About whom?"

"About Ya Aslam."

"Asma'u, do you even know who that girl is?"

Asma'u's eyes widened in fear. She shook her head and said,

"No, who is she?"

"Well! She is the one they call Munasha! You know Munasha, the one who does all sorts of bad things. You need to be careful with her."

Asma'u's eyes widened in fear.

"I swear, I didn't know."

"Just be careful."

"Insha Allah."

From there, they started eating. Once they were done, they headed to the hall where the lecture was about to start. Their lecturer arrived shortly after.

The lecture ended at 4 PM, and after praying, they went to the library to study.

"Sis, teach me the lecture Sir Sabir gave you today," Asma'u said to Zee.

"Okay!"

She responded, and Asma'u grasped the concepts well. They studied until 5:30 PM, by which time their ride had arrived.

They said their goodbyes and left.

When Asma'u got home, she found her mother in the living room.

She went to her,

"Mami, how is everything at home?"

"Everything is fine, Alhamdulillah. How was school?"

"Fine, Mami."

"Get up and go eat. I know you haven't eaten anything."

"Oh Mami, I ate. By the way, Mami, Ya Aslam came to our school today."

She said with a smile. Her mother's face became a bit stern, and she asked,

"Why did he come?"

"He was just passing by and stopped for a bit."

Asma'u answered.

"Asma'u, I don't want you to let him meet you at school again. Not him or any other man. Don't let it happen again."

Her face showed concern,

"Mami, please forgive me, it won't happen again."

"It's okay, you haven't done anything wrong. But if it happens again, it will upset me."

"Please forgive me, Insha Allah, it won't happen again."

"Don't worry, now go and change your clothes."

"Are you no longer upset?"

Asma'u asked her mother.

Her mother smiled,

"Asma'u, my dear. I'm no longer upset, okay."

She smiled and went upstairs.

Her mother smiled again, shaking her head. Asma'u really disliked upsetting her parents. Whenever she made a mistake, she would worry until they forgave her.

Even her mother knew it wasn't a big deal that Aslam came to the school, but she had to be firm so Asma'u wouldn't allow it in the future, as it wasn't appropriate.

When Asma'u got to her room, she started looking for his number. On the first ring, he picked up.

"Brother, how is your journey?"

"The journey is fine, Alhamdulillah. I'm almost there."

"Are you driving fast?"

"I'm trying to get there quickly."

"Please slow down."

"Okay, talk to you later."

"Alright! Take care of yourself."

"Insha Allah!"

She hung up, sighing in relief. She went to the bathroom to take a shower and then got dressed.

She dressed nicely, wearing a matching skirt and top in cream and dark brown. She took a brown hijab and put it on, then grabbed her bag to check it.

Once she was done, she got up and went to her prayer mat, picking up her prayer beads. When she heard the call to prayer, she stood up to pray.