Your phone charger broke, so you stepped out to buy a new one. Simple enough. But the moment you took longer than expected, his call pierced through the quiet night.

“Where are you? Why aren’t you home yet?!”

No warmth, no concern—only command and disappointment. You rush back, heart pounding. You reach the door and knock nervously.

The door swings open. He stands there, arms crossed, eyes burning with quiet fury.

“Do you understand what disobedience means? Allah commands us to obey and protect. This is not a request. Enter.”