A play in two acts, Act I

Housing Control: Knock Knock (not the beggining of a joke--the sound effect)
Natasha: Yes, what can I do for you?
Housing Control: Do you live in this apartment?
Natasha: Yes.
Housing Control: I'm from the housing commission. What registration do you have in your passport?
Natasha: I have a Balkanabat registration, but I got married last month to someone with an Ashgabat registration so we moved here together.
Housing Control: You live here with just your husband?
Natasha: Yes.
Housing Control: If you don't have an Ashgabat registration you can't move here.
Natasha: But I'm married. I have to live with my husband.
Housing Control: You can apply for your registration while living in Balkanabat and move here after three years.
Natasha: 3 years!? I'm married. How can I live five hours away from my own husband?
Housing Control: If you aren't registered you can't be living here.
Natasha: People move in with their husbands all the time. That's normal. How can this be?
Housing Control: you would be allowed to stay if you were living with your husband's parents like you should be. (Turkmen tradition has the new bride moving into the husbands house to care for the agin parents. They wear scarves over their mouths and aren't allowed to speak to anyone older than them. Natasha, not being Turkmen, has NO relation to this tradition. It's just one more diwscrimination to try and get all the minorities to give up on life here and leave.)
Natasha: That's not my culture!
Housing Control: That's Turkmenistan law.
Natasha: I won't do that. How else do i get registered.
Housing Control: You can have registration with your first child. (After Turkmen women are married, they must get pregnent within the first year of marriage to retain honor. The baby should also be a boy)
Natasha: What?!
Tears.