Aisha continuously took in deep breaths as she listened to her fathers caller tune, she bit on her nails waiting to hear his voice on the the other end of the line. "Assalamu Alaikum Daddy" "Wa'alaikis salam, Nana sabah alkhyr (Good morning)" "sabah alkhyr Daddy kayf halik alyawm (How are you today)?" "Alhamdulillah wa'int (And you)?" She chose to ignore her fathers asking about her well-being "Daddy I need to talk to you, when will you be less busy?" "Aha, I want to see you too. I'll be at home today" "Okay, I'll be on my way" She picked a hijab from her wardrobe and raced out the house, swiping her car key from the console table in the hallway. Aisha dialed her elder brothers number "Hello Yaya" "Nana I hope all is well, you don't usually call me this early" "All is not well Ak

