Amira followed her into the house filled with women from different tribe and complexion. They didn't look anything like good women. Karima walked majestically into the woman's room and the ladies their glared at them. Amira wondered why. She shrugged her shoulders and followed karima in.

"Hajja Meena, why haven't you been picking my calls? And you knew I was going to ask about my money." The woman called Hajja Meena hissed annoyingly and sat back down on her sofa. "I was bathing when ...