The Halimi Sisters

Chapter 5; That was a close call

"WHO DO YOU LITTLE WEIRDOS THINK I'M TALKING TO?!"

Khadija is trembling with pure fear right now, she had just encountered her first American without Lina around. Jannat is right behind her.

"Um, mam, we are just trying to wait for our zister..." Khadija says, her voice shaking.

Malak and Hawa are still fast asleep, probably dreaming about cupcakes or something.

"NO, I WILL NOT TOLERATE THIS LOITERING," The middle-aged woman says.

"Okay, mam, what iz your name?" Jannat asks in a surprisingly confident tone, probably got it from the American television shows they used to watch.

"FIRST OF ALL, IT'S MA'AM, NOT MAM, HOW ARE YOU IN THIS GODAMN COUNTRY IF YOU CAN'T EVEN SPEAK ENGLISH YOU TERRORISTS?"

"She azked you a simble question," Malak says looking up at the chubby woman.

"And she izn't gonna ask it again," Hawa adds on behind her. "What. iz. your. Name."

"YOU THINK I'M GOING TO LISTEN TO A BUNCH OF MIDGET ARABS," The woman said, "THE NAME IS MARY O'BREIN BY THE WAY, A NORMAL NAME UNLIKE YOU GUYS, WHAT'S YOUR NAMES? OSAMA? MOHAMED? ABDUL?" 

The woman was practically the only person talking at the subway at this point. It was a shame that nobody was coming to help.

"It's a shame, Mary." Auntie Hajar says behind her. "I thought you changed, but I guess once an American, always an American."

The woman turns around in pure fear, "H-Ha-H-Hajar?"

"Yep," Auntie says, "Hajar, the one that's your boss."

"I think I'll leave now..." Mary starts running away, she didn't run too fast though because of her physique.