“What does it feels like to have your husband back?” The new bride who is her neighbor asked. It was a peaceful Saturday morning and they had made plans to go to the market together.
She wanted to tell her off, to tell her that she felt nothing because she had lost everything she had for him but she couldn’t. She couldn’t give her new friend the impression that she doesn’t get along with her husband or she has a co wife who happened to be her friend.
“I guess it feels so wonderful. Ummu Kulthum smiled more.” She said munching the cookie Asiya had offered her.
“That’s bond for you. Imagine if your father left the country for more than how long he stayed, how will you feel?” She pointed her fingers counting trying to count the days in the three months Khalil has spent without them.
Hajar
