Anniyah felt frustrated, it just felt like everything was taking forever. No one understands how she's feeling, the weather here's so miserable when she checks Pakistan's weather it makes her want to go back there. All she can do is pray and be patient, even though it's so hard. Because of the way she was feeling, she had a headache. She'd ring him in an hour after she'd prayed, as he had told her yesterday that his package would finish. Anniyah thought one thing, it's true that love is all about being patient in Islam. No matter what Anniyah did she had to hear stuff from her husband or parents. How was she meant to know that her stepmum had money in her phone. Anniyah felt like a burden on everyone, she wished she had a job; could be independent and not have to rely on anyone. She knew her parents had spent so much on her wedding, but she never asked for it she always said she's fine with just a nikkah. She knows her dad will have to pay for her husband's case, his ticket and to bring him over. She felt rubbish, she didn't know that only 3 minutes would be so expensive.