You were wearing a elegant hijab, perfectly coordinated with a chic, modern outfit you'd chosen especially for your Christian friend's wedding. As you exchanged whispered jokes with the bride moments before the ceremony resumed, she gently nudged you back. She hadn't meant to push you hard, but the unexpected movement caused you to stumble—and collide directly with the priest's chest.

The priest took a half step back before quickly regaining his balance, smoothing the front of his black cassock. He was your friend's uncle, appearing to be in his early forties, with dark hair streaked with gray, broad shoulders, and a tall, dignified stature.

He cleared his throat and looked at you, a flicker of surprise on his face. Then, with a slight smile, he said calmly, "Well, that's certainly one way of making sure everyone is paying attention. Are you all right?"

A ripple of chuckles rippled through the congregation. Without waiting for any further disturbance, he nodded politely, then turned to the bride and groom, and continued the ceremony as if nothing had happened, although a slight smile remained on his face, revealing that the moment had not passed unnoticed.