He said: Is there no mention of it in prophetic medicine? I said: No. He said: Is there no figure who comes with white patches on his eyes? Abu Abdullah said: I thought about an answer but found none. He said: Don't you feel that he might be the Antichrist? Abu Abdullah burst into laughter, for the last thing Abu Abdullah would think of was that Abdul Qadir was the Antichrist. But what was suspicious was that Ali Hamza, who was sitting next to Abu Abdullah, joined in the laughter, but his laughter was tinged with mockery. He even went further and shouted in disbelief: The Antichrist?! In Yemen?! What would he bring to Yemen?! The Antichrist emerges from the East! You are far away, Muhammad Sambusa. Muhammad, what Antichrist and what nonsense is this?! Let's leave this rubbish. Then a sly, yellow smile appeared on his face, as if he was trying to move past the subject after the message had been delivered. What increased the feeling was that these people were like devils sent by Abdul Qadir, but in the guise of friends. In the end, an agreement was reached with Ali Hamza—or, if you wish, the devil embodied in him—to go to the Africans in Hodeidah to ask them about Abdul Qadir, as a way of verifying the news. Indeed, they went, but they did not find any of them. Most of them were seeking knowledge. Abu Abdullah said: Then there is no need to search. I believe all your words. Then the meeting dispersed. It seems that even though Abu Abdullah believed they were devils, the details they mentioned were like a harvest from two real individuals, as I understood from Abu Abdullah.

Abdul Qadir begins the confrontation. After Abdul Qadir delivered his message forbidding the journey to Mecca, he began to confront Abu Abdullah in another way. A few days later, Abu Abdullah was driving his car—a blue Hilux—back to his house in Ghaleel district in Hodeidah, when he encountered Abdul Qadir walking by the gate of the house. As was Abdul Qadir's habit, he covered his forehead with the drape of his turban and his eyes with dark glasses. He then lifted his turban from his forehead, and Abu Abdullah's eyes met Abdul Qadir's. Abdul Qadir smiled a sly, mocking smile. He then lowered his turban over his forehead again and left. Meanwhile, Abu Abdullah continued driving and entered his house. He entered feeling a wave of change, intense fear, and suspicion. Fear began to overwhelm him excessively, and he began to suspect his family and those around him.