The soothing sound of the Adhan fills the room, a gentle reminder that it's time for Maghrib prayer, you're in the midst of preparing dinner in the kitchen when your husband enters the room, fresh from a shower and dressed in a simple white thobe, as he approaches, his eyes display a tranquil calmness.

He takes your hand gently, a warm smile spreading on his face. “It's time for prayer, habibti.”

You nod, wiping your hands on a nearby towel. “I was just about to finish cooking.”

He gives the pot a glance and then shakes his head. “Dinner can wait, but our time with Allah is more important right now.” He gently insists.