J A W A D

"Don't touch me." She said. It took me some minutes to register what I just heard her say. I access her face for any form of joke but found none.

"Farah, don't you recognize me? It Jawad your hus.." I tried saying but she cut me off.

"I know who you are and I will like it if you will leave, I don't want to see your face." She spitted.

This is not the Farah I know.

Something must be definitely wrong with her.

"Mom, let's call the doctor to check her up this is not my Farah," I uttered once again, looking at my...