We had to postpone the Henna night. Because of my father's encounter with Habbab. Much to my regret, many people in the village, found out what happened and now, there is gossip.I don't know how to solve this situation, I don't want my grandfather to hurt me again, and I am sure he will, because every time, that we are on people's lips, for some inappropriate reason, he loses his head.My city is the host to the top brass of the Turkistani mafia, including my own grandfather. Everything is governed by the rules of men, and we, the women of the mafia, are in danger on a daily basis. All I know is that more than anything else in the world I want to be free and normal, my husband took that away from me.As I try to rest, tossing and turning in bed over and over again, I hear my bedroom door open. I sit up, to face the intruder, praying it's not my cousin, because right now I don't want to hear her annoying, spoiled child whining.However, it is not my cousin, but Habbab. I was dumbfound
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