Atifa's pov:
"But ammi, today is Sunday. Where are you going? Don't you have a holiday today?" I asked her, a confused frown taking over my face.
"No. I have a holiday on Tuesday." She replied, her eyes on her laptop as she completed her last minute work.
"But that's... odd..." I mumbled, still unable to believe that fact. "When will you be back?" I inquired, worried.
"The usual time." She mumbled, typing something away. Who even asks their workers to work on Sunday? That was just so weird. And that too not even half day but full day.
"Oh... Should I pack lunch-" I couldn't help but be concerned about her. I mean, it wasn't normal for people to head to work on a holiday, especially if the place was a bit far.
"Can't you just keep quiet for a while? I'm in no mood to talk right now!" She interrupted me, her voice harsh and angry.
"Sorry." I muttered, hurt. Maybe she was starting to get irritated by me. I shouldn't have bothered her when she was working, I pondered.