Nipa, Aunt of the Groom
Haris says I’m going too far. He insists Hena is a great girl.
That she’s misunderstood. Do you know he had the nerve to ask me to stop worrying so much?
Sweet boy, this is just his way—honest and trusting.
But how am I not to worry? How can I not be protective?
He’s my only son, and we’ve seen what happens to the men in their life. Look at Nasir. Look at her own father.
They say Latif Mirza was a good person. It’s what everyone says, including my husband and Haris himself. I shall not speak ill of the dead, but I will say I know the family well enough to know they are trouble.
It’s why I’m not surprised by the police presence. We’re at a Mirza wedding. This is how they go.
I’m not being cruel. It’s simply fact. Whatever that detective hauled her away for? Mark my words, she’s guilty.