The Curse of the Foot
Distilled Evil

Where are the Kids?

Lucky Fatima:

Well, ever since I got married I’ve CONSTANTLY, INCESSANTLY gotten the “Are you pregnant yet?” question followed by “Don’t worry, Inshallah you will bring a boy soon.” “Don’t worry, Allah Kareem.” “Don’t worry, my sister/cousin/female whoever conceived after 5 years of marriage.” “Are your periods regular?” “Have you seen a doctor, there are many good ones here,” and my favorite, “It is getting late for you.”

So nosy.

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