Hamma Taheer stood up to protest but she held his wrist and shook her head at him. Umma sneered and thumped out of the room. He looked at Hayfah but she managed to carve a smile on her lips-a smile he was sure had slit her throat before carving.
"I'll have to take my bath, here are my belongings Hamma Taheer-take everything out for me please, I don't want her to create any scene infront of these women." And that was when tears rolled down her cheeks, they were tears of sheer melancholy-she was really a married woman, married to some sort of a guy she've never seen before. Life and its ironies.
He just nodded his head as she walked out of the room after taking her hijab with her. She slumped back on the bed and held his head in his hands and started crying in a muffled sound! He was sooo
