*
"What are you doing here?" Kabeer asked, backing away slowly. Hafsah stepped forward, pulling off the niqab from her face. She smiled at Kabeer, though there was a worried look in her eyes.
"How can you enter my bedroom like this, Hafsah?!" he said astonishingly. "What nonsense is this?"
"Are you forgetting that you are the one who invited me up here in the first place?" she smiled, placing the niqab on the ground beside her.
"I was under the impression that it was Safiya." he said, narrowing his eyes at her queer behaviour.
"Now, Kabeer, do I look anything like your wife?" she smirked, taking another step forward.
"Um," he cleared his throat, "would you like to come downstairs to my study? I'm sure we can discuss whatever it is down there."
"That won't be necessary." she sa
