" You can't do this to me?" A shrill feminine voice rang in the air.
" But I can. You did this to us. Look around you. We have nothing left to call our own!" A boisterous Male voice countered.
Zubeida looked at her husband in disbelief. What has got into him? He never raised his voice when he spoke to her. No matter what she did, he never said anything against her action nor words.
" What made you like this? Can you at least give me an explanation or something? I don't recognize you anymore. or did you find someone else? Someone better than me?"
She had a pitiful look on her face. This was the same face that made Mustafa give in to each of her demands no matter how outrageous they are. For the first time in their life together, he managed to resist it.
