"Make it quick." Mansur snapped as he parked the car in front of his in-law's house. "I have a meeting I need to attend in an hour." he said.
"You're not coming in?" Salma asked shakily. Her eyes were bloodshot as she stared at Mansur disbelievingly. When she told him about her father's death yesterday, he simply waved his hand and turned away. "I'll take you tomorrow." he said. Salma didn't have the will to argue with him. She was too emotionally drained.
"Yes, I'm not coming in." he said now, turning away from her. "I don't want to."
"Wallahi you're a terrible human being. I hate you. How insensitive are you? My father has passed away, and you're not even going to come in? How shallow are you?" Salma cried, her temper rising.
"Don't." he said, turning towards her. "Don't you dare ye
