"You look very beautiful. What was your name earlier?" asked Amira, still smiling kindly. She glanced at her son as if she was asking for approval of his assessment, but Alfatih immediately looked away. Amira smiled seeing Alfatih's attitude which always refused to reveal the truth to anyone. He tends to like to hide his feelings and chooses to show things that are inversely proportional to what he feels.
"I am Azzahra, madam. "
"Oh yes, Azzahra. There are several assistants in this house. I shouldn't need an assistant at all." Amira said calmly. Azzahra was surprised to hear Amira's statement. But she soon hid her surprise.
"But I'll give you a chance." Amira continued slowly while continuing to smile looking at Alfatih.