She wondered what's the meaning of Alkaad, she couldn't remember knowing it as a name of person. Pushing the thought aside, Hayfah sauntered inside the building; which has many workers trooping inside.
Ignoring the glances people had been sending her way, she walked to the receptionist; wearing a smile, as her heart beats unsteadily. She kept contemplating on how to talk to the receptionist. She's afraid of being laughed at.
Reluctantly, she steadied herself and waved at the receptionist. She came over, wearing an official smile on her lips. "Good morning Ma. How may I help you please?" She asked, her intense gaze unshaken on Hayfah's face. She wondered what brings this Arab like lady here.
It took minutes before the words finally erupted out of Hayfah's lips. "My name is Hayfah, I came
