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....a few days she silently waited for him,  then she  returned to blogging and updating  her channels,  hayat didn't have enough courage to hand over his  earnings to her, , merhrussa  would sulk scowl and become silent  thinking  at least hanya was  getting a good life,  annoyed he would  turn off her channels  , he threw  hus money  on useless  expenses 

This remained invisible unseen yet  perceived scare to her 

She would wait a few more days before demanding her payment,  hayat  again would  cool her off 

She was  surprised at the  men  of dancing girls,   they tolerated all humiliation because   they used the  money on themselves  deprived the women of their earnings to push them into the same business,  she was shocked  to glimpse  traces of this nature in hayat

She was still working  but was hurt for not getting the control of her earnings the freedom to use it as she wanted,  she was given her salary,  she wasn't going to build a palace  for herself with that much  but  didn't she have the right to  keep the dirty money of her hard work , she wished  if only hayat had kept her dignity,  if only  the holy words I accept I do I do  were not broken,  if only  he had as a man  protected the trust and weight  of those words  that are supposed to be maintained   in the nikah