As salam alaikum, Solomon said to me, smiling. I looked into his handsome face, and grinned. Aku salam, I replied. Let’s talk, Solomon said, and I n...dded eagerly. We walked out of the bookstore and went to grab a bite at the food court together, and he told me about how he recently embraced Islam, and even planned on going on Haj the following summer. It’s a miracle, I said, gently touching his hand. Solomon looked at my hand on his, and told me that he had something to confess. My heart. Ok Charles. Get a grip on yourself, he told himself.Charles did not want to think about Ivy. His mom brought her up, thinking that she was such a nice girl. But he would rather not have his mom know the real Ivy. The nasty malicious Ivy. The Ivy who had a grip on his life, literally.Charles had spent half-an-hour in the bathroom, until he walked out of it. He then joined his mom and gramps back in the kitchen. When he arrived, he noticed that all three of them were in the middle of some. Apparently, there are rules that they have to follow to advise women to take a break from the pill occasionally. I thought I’d be safe for one month.”Sally broke in. “So Joe has got you pregnant. He’s a fucking arsehole. I should cut his balls out for this.”“I can’t be sure that it’s Joe’s, Sally.”“It’s Joe’s alright. He told me that you fucked every day for the last six weeks and most days more than once. He said you couldn’t get enough and he had never had so much sex in his life.”“Ronnie, is. I was practical enough to hide the truth from my wife, in the best interests for me, my wife, our families and our baby boy. Even then, for some time, I was wracked with guilt for what I considered had been my cowardice in facing the music. Gradually, though, I came to realize that Zelga had done the right thing; I was in love with her sister, not her. A marriage borne out of commitments is a surety for failure.Now we move twenty-one years ahead. My headstrong son brought home a bride from the.