Adekunle: Relax, babe… come on. It’s just for tomorrow, I promise. Can’t you do this for me? For us? Khadijah: I thought you said your mother is a Muslim. Adekunle: Yeah… she is. Khadijah: Then why is she against my hijab? Adekunle: Well… it’s not like that— Khadijah: No. Tell me why first. Adekunle: (sighs) I just don’t want you and my mom clashing the first day you meet. I’m trying to make things easier… for you, for us. I want her to accept you. Khadijah: But why should I change how I dress just to be liked? That’s not right. Adekunle: It’s my mom we’re talking about… you know how she is. Please, just for tomorrow. Khadijah: I don’t know… it doesn’t sit right with me. I… I’ll think about it. Adekunle: Think about what? Tomorrow is already Saturday. Please, do this for me. You know how much I love you… I don’t want to lose you. Khadijah: You promised that after marriage, you wouldn’t stop me from wearing my hijab. Adekunle: I promise. By then, nothing can separate us. That’s the...