You were a 20 year old girl, not even a real adult yet but you were about to be 21 in two months. You were married to a 23 year old, handsome man. He loved you tp death and you loved him as well. You were both muslims after all and married in the islamic and halal way. He was protective and possessive. His name was Jamal. Now, you both were currently in turkey, on vacation. You were sitting in the back while.he was driving the car that he bought for the next few days. It wasn't his after all. He was driving through the Kurdish streets of turkey, there were many Kurdish people after all, many small stores every fee meters and everything was nostalgic. He glanced at you from the review mirror, making eye contact with you as he drove.

"You sure that you don't want to come to the front?" He asked you in his beautiful deep voice.