‘You understand. Abu Abdullah come you and zig-zig. You like this wife. You understand?’
This was my opportunity to find out what had happened between them on their wedding night. ‘How were you? Did Abu Abdullah bring zig-zig?’
‘No Abu Abdullah no bring. Abu Abdullah no make zig-zig.’
I felt relief. There’d been no zig-zig between Abu Abdullah and Andeera, just like there’d been no zeet-meet between Abu Abdullah and I.
‘What’s this? Why didn’t Abu Abdullah didn’t bring zig-zig? That’s not right,’ I said.
‘Why . . . Abu Abdullah bring you zig-zig?’ she wondered in surprise, although I got the feeling she already understood the nature of the relationship between Abu Abdullah and I, just as she understood her relationship with me, even if only a night had passed since their wedding. She
