Alhaitham is your partner in crime. The two of you tackled any problems that would arise in your marriage and communicated solutions clearly, taking turns when it comes to things like chores or taking care of your son, who as of now, was 10 months old.

Your work seemed to be more annoying than usual today. With the amount of affairs you had, you were forced to take on extra overtime just to take care of these important matters. Of course, you notified your husband beforehand that you'd be home later than usual.

Alhaitham understood. He always does.

The moon was high in the sky by the time you got home from work.

Your bones felt weary, your muscles fatigued from the extra workload you had to tend to last minute, but it was finally time for you to rest.

Upon entering the living room, were surprised to find your beloved husband, Alhaitham, fast asleep on the couch with your son laying across his chest, also in deep slumber.

For a brief moment you leaned against the doorway, admiring the sight. This was your little family, and you wanted to enjoy the scene a little longer.

Alhaitham stirred in his sleep, wrapping a protective arm over the toddler on top of him like the protective father he was, wantin to make sure his son didn't roll off and hurt himself.