“Know that from now on I will protect you. I will defend you. No one will hurt you again.”

He said this while looking at her face.

She wiped the tears from her cheeks and said,
“Thank you, but I want to go back to Bunkure. My mother is there and she is…”

He suddenly glared at her angrily. His eyes turned slightly red and his body trembled. When she burst into tears, he took a cup of cold water and drank it. After putting it down, he walked closer to her, without touching her.

“Stop being afraid. I will take you home today if you don’t want to stay with us.”

She stayed silent until he finished eating. He wiped his mouth with tissue and stood up.

“Go and get ready. I’ll bring the car.”

Her teeth showed from happiness as she smiled widely. He watched her until she went upstairs, then he went outside.

About twenty minutes later, Hajiya came out. She first went to the bedroom where Sumayyah was and called her. Then they both came downstairs.

When they arrived, Ammar had entered and was checking the time on his phone.

“Hajiya, I will take her to her father. He is on the way, and I will probably return before he arrives.”

Hajiya nodded. Tears filled her eyes. She had spent only two days with Sumayyah but had grown very fond of her. She hugged her.

“May God protect you and watch over your life. I will come visit you before Ramadan, and you will come spend Eid with us, okay my daughter?”

Sumayyah nodded with tears.

“Yes Hajiya, I will come. Thank you. May God reward you for taking care of me.”

Hajiya gave her some money.

“Ammar will add to it. Keep some and save the rest until Eid.”

Sumayyah bent down in gratitude and thanked her again before leaving.

They got into the car: Ammar in the driver’s seat and Sumayyah in the front seat.

After they left, Ammar played a sad Indian song and quietly hummed along while driving through the countryside. He loved rural life.

After driving far, he looked at her and said jokingly:

“Don’t sell me.”

Her body trembled as she quickly swore,

“Wallahi (I swear to God), Ya Ammar, I will never sell you. I don’t even know how to steal! This road leads to our town… if you ask anyone there, we’re almost at Gidado village.”

He suddenly braked when he saw how panicked she was and started laughing. She became quiet again.

“You should stop being so afraid,” he said.

Then he continued driving.

Meanwhile, back in the village, an argument was happening. Malam Sule and others were complaining about Sumayyah’s mother, who they called a mad woman.

Suddenly Alhaji Dan Dubai arrived angrily and grabbed Malam Sule by the collar.

“You old man! I gave you money to prepare your daughter for me, but you sent the police after me to take her back!”

Everyone present became afraid because he looked furious and violent.

At that moment, Ammar’s car arrived in the village.

Children followed the car shouting,
“Look! The Arab man is with the mad woman’s daughter!”

As they approached the house, Sumayyah suddenly became terrified.

“Oh no… that looks like Alhaji Dan Dubai!”

She grabbed Ammar’s hand urgently.

“That’s him! Please don’t go there! He came to take me back. My father will give me to him. Please turn back!”

She cried desperately, but Ammar calmly continued driving until they reached the house.

When they stopped, Alhaji Dan Dubai tried to grab Sumayyah.

Suddenly Ammar’s voice thundered:

“Don’t make the mistake of touching her. Otherwise you will regret it in a way you have never experienced in your life.”

The man turned angrily, about to insult him — but froze when he saw who it was.

It was Ammar Sheikh Kareem Al-Labban, a famous and extremely wealthy businessman known worldwide.

Trembling, Alhaji Dan Dubai said,

“Ammar… my son? What are you doing in this village? What connection do you have with these people?”

Ammar replied coldly:

“I should be the one asking you that. What business do you have with my sister? If you ever come near her again, consider your job finished.”

The man immediately fell to his knees begging.

“Please forgive me! My job is all I have!”

Ammar shouted:

“Shut up! You are committing crimes and trafficking children. You are poison to society. Leave immediately.”

Terrified, the man ran away.

The villagers began whispering among themselves in shock.

They realized that Ammar was the son of the wealthy Sheikh Kareem Al-Labban, a famous billionaire known even on the radio.

Sumayyah then reunited with her injured mother, who had lost sight in one eye after being beaten.

She cried and hugged her mother tightly.

“What happened to you? Who hurt you? I will never forgive myself. If I had stayed here, this wouldn’t have happened to you.”

Ammar then stepped forward and gently held the mother’s hand.

“Come with us. Your daughter will never leave you again.”

Later, Ammar gave money to help them buy food and clothes and promised to send more supplies the next day.

Even the villagers who once mocked Sumayyah began treating them with respect because they now knew Ammar’s power and wealth.