Usman was busy roaming about walking to and fro with his arm folded across his chest watching his watch from time to time and hissing at the same time. Sa'ada entered the parlor not noticing his mood, she sat on the three-seater chair saying, "Oh my God am so tired," she said stretching her hands

Usman looks at her with a straight face, "You must be tired seeing the time you are coming back, where have you been I thought it's morning duty you have today," Usman asked peering directly into her face his mood was totally. . .