“What do you mean? You’re married, Babe?” Hannah answered uncontrollably. She was hurt by what she heard.
“I don’t need to explain to you, Hannah. You can call your driver to pick you up. I can't drive you home. I'm with my wife,” Akhmad said proudly.
She saw Hannah's face was hurt. But didn't say anything after her husband said. It's like in just a snap she became like an angel, but a while ago inside the restaurant she was like an evil and monster ready to chew her whole being.
She couldn't say anything because she was just stunned by the creatures she could hear talking in front of her. The beauty of the race anyway. An Arab, a Chinese and a Latina were in front of her.
And she? Of course she's proud, her kind is Filipina.
“Wife? You're kidding right? How come she has a husband
