"Assalamu alaikum." Salma sobbed into her phone. "Ameen, wa alaikis salam." her father replied, concern in his voice. "What happened to you, Salma?" he asked.
"Baba... I... I'm..." she tried to speak, but she choked on her tears once again. "Salma, please tell me what happened to you. What happened? Why are you crying?" he asked, running his fingers through his receding hairline.
"Baba... Wallahi bazan iya zama da Mansur ba (Father, I can't stay with Mansur anymore)." she managed to speak, covering her mouth with her hand as her tears continued to fall.
"Where are you right now?" he asked, furrowing his brows.
"We're still in Paris." she sobbed.
"Stay exactly where you are. I'm on my way." he said, hanging up instantly. "JAFAR! JAFAR!" he yelled, banging his hands on his table. He wa
