  &quot;Her name is Maryam.&quot; Maryam who was warily looking at him seemed not to have liked the idea of this strange woman that she didn t know, knowing her name but he gave her the its okay look. Even though he had been flashing that look to her when she should have already let that Yana of a lady do it for her. 
  &quot;Maryam, we re going to make you look beautiful here, don t you want it?&quot; She asked and fished out her phone with a smile, showing her a picture from the distance she stood, &quot;I ll do your dilka, your hair, your facials, and henna, won t you like it?&quot; Maryam was silent for a while, but she was staring earnestly at the pictures she was showing her the beautiful intricate designs of henna and it seemed to be a good idea when she did that. &quot;Do you want it?&quot; Maryam slowly nodded her head, she wanted it so bad that she could as well make some magic

  &quot;Wait, do you think that you might be heavy or something? And you aren t a whole human being, you re half.&quot; She groaned in annoyance and before she replied, he had pushed a spoonful into her mouth and her words were made guttural by the food. 
  He fed her and in between the breaks he gave her, Maryam spoke incessantly that the began to wonder what had gotten over her. Yet he understood she was just being enthusiastic about the henna and the hair she could already feel its softness without touching or even seeing it in the mirror. &quot;Can we continue with that movie now? It s boring here.&quot; She said at last and Na im thought that maybe he could get the silence he badly wanted without her questions ringing in his ears.
  He brought his phone out and played the movie while she rested her head on his shoulder. The way she did that, Na im was sure she didn t know where she 

  &quot;It s called heterochromia iridis,&quot; the name instantly made Maryam discombobulated and she stared blankly at Dr Summayah who only smiled before she repeated the words to her. 
  &quot;Can you say it again please? I want to tell him too.&quot; She didn t ask who was the him, because she knew asking too much questions wasn't a good idea on the first day. Yet, it was time to make her feel comfortable speaking with her and before they ended the call, Maryam had smiled at her twice and she walked out of the office and found them into a heated conversation. It looked like it was just Nafisa that did the talking but whatever it was, it was certainly taking a toll on her and she meant every word she was saying. 
  Na im stood up when he saw her and it looked to Maryam as though he had been looking for a way out and hadn t found any until she came out. He bade Nafisa goodbye and thank

&quot;Her name is Maryam.&quot; Maryam who was warily looking at him seemed not to have liked the idea of this strange woman that she didn t know, knowing her name but he gave her the its okay look. Even though he had been flashing that look to her when she should have already let that Yana of a lady do it for her. 
  &quot;Maryam, we re going to make you look beautiful here, don t you want it?&quot; She asked and fished out her phone with a smile, showing her a picture from the distance she stood, &quot;I ll do your dilka, your hair, your facials, and henna, won t you like it?&quot; Maryam was silent for a while, but she was staring earnestly at the pictures she was showing her the beautiful intricate designs of henna and it seemed to be a good idea when she did that. &quot;Do you want it?&quot; Maryam slowly nodded her head, she wanted it so bad that she could as well make some magic to just make it happen. 
  &quot;You might be a paediatrician with this logic of yours,&quot; Na im

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