"Ya salam." Hajiya Raliya gasped in shock as Salma stepped into the kitchen. It was 5:30am, and she'd just finished her Subhi prayer.
"Umma ina kwana (Good morning mother)." Salma greeted, crouching beside her mother in-law. "Lafiya qalau (It is indeed)." she replied, turning back to the fridge. "You should stop moving around so quietly. You almost gave me a heart attack." she laughed.
"I'm so sorry." Salma replied. "I've just been a little bit tired, that's all."
"Well, you should be. The way you're always working around the house is very stressful. Since I got here, you're always working every time I see you." Hajiya Raliya said. And it was true. It'd been two months since she started living with them. Two entire months of Mansur constantly yelling at her, barking random orders at he
