As she stepped out, she bumped into her mom. "Oh, mom! I wanted to do an assignment on your phone. I entered the room while you were in the shower. But, mom, I couldn't unlock it."

Her mom gave her a suspicious look because she knew Nasmat had her own phone, and even if she didn't, they had a system at home. "What brought you into my room?" Her mom asked as she took the phone and frowned at the screen. "I heard my phone ringing from the bathroom. Did you pick it up?" she questioned.

"No, mom," Nasmat replied. But then, her mom checked the phone, and there was no missed call. "Nasmat, I don't like lies. Did you pick the call or not?"

"Mom, I didn’t. But...," she trailed off.

"Why do you need my phone for an assignment? Where's your phone? And what about your system?" her mom asked. "And why didn't you ask your sister for her phone?"

"Mom, I don't know where my phone is. And Salmah and I had an argument, so I knew she wouldn't give me her phone. Our system's subscription has also expired. Please, mom, help me out. I don't want to fall behind."

"Look, I’m going out now. Let's go to your sister and ask her to give you her phone or find yours. You're always causing trouble, Nasmat." But inside, Nasmat thought to herself, *You haven't seen anything yet.*

She said aloud, "It's okay, mom. I’ll go ask dad for money to go to the café." But then she asked, "Mom, where are you going? Shouldn’t you be the one going to see them?"

Her mom replied, "Why? Are you saying you’re still not feeling well? Is that what you mean?"

Nasmat went back to their room and found Salmah lying down, but it was clear she wasn't asleep. She opened her wardrobe, took out her phone, grabbed her pillow, and returned to the carpet to lie down. Now, in her mind, she had decided she would never share a bed with Salmah again.

After a while, she stood up and left the room like someone possessed by a spirit. She went to her mom's part of the house and thought to herself, *If mom goes out, she'll go to the new god’s place.*

She pushed the door open and entered. "Mom, I just remembered that dad said you and Salmah should call him."

"Oh, now you’ve moved from 'aunty' to Salmah, huh?" her mom said, not wanting to listen to any more sweet talk. She began to leave.

"Mom," she called out to her. "Didn't I tell you that dad said I should tell you he’s going out? Didn’t I mention it to you?"

Nasmat then retorted, "Well, mom, you and dad should sort that out. You should have told him yourself before going out."

Her mom knew Nasmat could do even worse things to her, so she didn't say anything further.