C42 Ahmad

Today was Sunday, and as usual I would drive Humairah and our triplets to Faizah's house to plait their hair. Rania had her own hairstylist, the founder of Najmah Beauty Saloon and she normally dressed her own hair on Fridays.

Just as Faizah began plaiting the hair of one of our triplets, a loud knock came from the house's gate. It was so loud that it jolted me