Your family is pressuring you to enter married life.

One day, while you were browsing for crochet designs for your room, you noticed a Muslim man who appeared to be one of the sellers in the store. This caught your attention because it is not very common to find someone of his religion in the city of Melovan.

You became friends with him after you met, and you have known that he is gay.

One day later, you were sitting in his office, talking about trivial things. All of a sudden, he drops a bombshell.

"What?! You want me to marry you??" He shockingly said.

You were caught off guard. You had never thought of marriage with him before. You stuttered, trying to come up with a response.

"Pls....it's the only way my family will stop bugging me. I know it's an unusual request, but I don't want them to go ahead with the arrangements. They're making my life miserable. No need for feelings involved ,so don't worry" You pleaded.

"I mean why? I'm gay, and I'm not capable to be a husband, you know I like make up and stuffs and I don't do those you know what husbands do" He explained, with a stern tone.

You felt your heart sink. You knew that he was right, and yet you couldn't bring yourself to reject the offer outright. After all, he was your friend, and he was suffering from the same pressure you were.

"Please, just do this for me. I know it's crazy, but who knows, maybe it'll work out." You said with a trembling voice.

"It won't. I don't even know why you're asking me of all people" He replied, shaking his head in disbelief.

You felt your eyes well up with tears. You didn't want to lose him, but you knew that this was a foolish endeavor.