Yaya Mubaraq said, “Alright, don’t worry, wait for me in your department. I’m on my way now, insha Allah.”

Nabila ended the call and said, “Besty, let’s go back to our department and wait for him there. He’s coming now.”

They turned back and returned to their department. They sat down chatting, and soon Yaya Mubaraq arrived. He exchanged greetings with Falila. As Nabila stood up preparing to leave, Yaya Mubaraq said, “Falila, you should stand up too. We’ll all leave together, drop you at home, then continue. I think that’s better instead of us leaving you alone here.”

Falila replied, “No problem at all, Yaya Mubaraq. You two can go. Because if the driver comes to pick me up and doesn’t find me, he won’t like it.”

They all exchanged farewells and parted ways.

Nabila and Yaya Mubaraq didn’t stop anywhere; they went straight home. As soon as they entered, Nabila went to the kitchen, served food, returned to the living room, refreshed herself, prayed, then started copying the notes from the class before preparing her abaya for school.

The next day

Nabila woke up feeling weak, but she gathered strength and didn’t tell anyone about how she felt. When Yaya Mubaraq came inside for his usual morning greetings, she followed him and he took her to school, dropped her, and left.

Nabila stood not far from Falila and their friends, but she couldn’t bring herself to go to where they were sitting. They were all waiting for the lecturer to arrive. Falila didn’t hesitate—she stood up and walked to where Nabila was.

She placed her hand gently on Nabila’s shoulder and asked, “Nabila, worry is written all over your face. What is troubling you like this?”

Nabila replied, “Just leave it. Only Allah knows the kind of distress I’m in.”

Hearing that, Falila’s voice softened. “My friend, I don’t want you to hide anything from me about what’s bothering you. Maybe there’s a way I can help.”

Nabila said, “Ever since yesterday, I’ve started hating this school. After I got home last night while copying my notes, I received a call from the H.O.D. I picked, and we greeted each other politely. You won’t believe it, that so-called respected man is actually a big pervert. His words were disgusting—talking immoral nonsense I’ve never heard before in my entire life. He described my body and even the things he would do to me if we met. Because of that, I couldn’t sleep all night. Fear has filled me completely. I no longer feel safe in this school.”

Falila immediately said, “This is something you should tell your father, besty.”

“No, this isn’t a small matter. The moment my father hears this, I can assure you he’ll withdraw me from this school for good. He always warns me not to go near immorality or mingle with reckless people. If he finds out that such wicked people are among the school leadership, he’ll definitely pull me out,” Nabila replied.