Abba and Umma were in a panic as they raised Suhaima. Umma quickly rushed to the kitchen, grabbed some water, and ran back, mixing it as she handed it to Abba. He took it and sprinkled it on Suhaima's face, but she remained unresponsive. Umma knelt down, took the water, sipped it, and then sprinkled it on Suhaima's face. Suhaima gasped for air and bolted upright, eyes wide open. Seeing Abba and Umma sitting there, she moved closer to Abba and said, "I swear, Abba, I saw them behead him."

Umma and Abba exchanged worried glances, both wondering if Suhaima had lost her sanity without their knowledge. Umma placed a comforting hand on Suhaima's shoulder, her voice trembling as she asked, "Suhaima, what is wrong with you? Did you see someone behead Baban Sanin? If so, where did this happen?" 

She burst into tears, clutching their hands, and said, "Last night, I had a dream where I saw Uncle being beheaded right in front of me. And now, they've said he's been killed. I remember what Yaya Sanin said; he mentioned that Uncle was slaughtered." 

She finished her statement, looking at them, deeply troubled. She closed her eyes, and tears streamed down her cheeks. Umma wiped her tears, comforting her until she calmed down.

"Who killed him, Suhaima?" Abba and Umma asked in unison, their surprise evident.

"I didn't see who killed him, but I saw him being beheaded in my dream last night," she replied, breaking into tears again.

Abba said, "Who told you dreams are real? Don't let me hear you telling anyone this nonsense again." He sternly warned Suhaima before leaving for Alhaji Abdallah's house.

Suhaima couldn't calm down; she was restless, unable to stand or sit still, eagerly waiting for Umma, who had gone to get ready so they could attend Abdullah's funeral. She stood up and entered the room where she had spent the night, moving cautiously like a thief, peeking around nervously. Seeing nothing unusual, she heaved a sigh of relief and sat on the bed, clutching her chest. She hadn't been there for a full minute when the room was enveloped in a pitch-black darkness. Her anxiety spiked as she clung to herself, eyes shut tight. The room shook violently as if it would collapse, and Suhaima cried out louder, calling for Umma.