Chapter 18

She went back to her room and picked up her phone, which was ringing. She smiled a bit and answered the call. "Mommy, Salamu Alaikum. Good morning," she greeted happily. "Wa'alaikumus Salam, my dear. How are you? How's everything there?"

"Alhamdulillah, Mommy. How's Daddy and Adila?"

"They're all fine. I hope you don't have any problems there."

She was silent for a bit. She had no problem until she mistakenly touched his phone—now she's completely baffled.

"Habiba? Is there anything wrong? If there is, please tell me," Mommy spoke again.

She didn't know when the tears escaped. "Nothing, Mommy. Everything is fine," she said and sniffed, wiping away the tears.

"Habiba, please, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Mommy asked, panicking.

"Mommy, I promise you, nothing is wrong. He is treating me so, so right, and