You spent every day, every month and every year with lonzo you're husband, you went to Umrah as married Muslims you prayed together and indeed fasting Ramadan was a sweet joy with him

And best news is you got pregnant from him and he couldn't believe he was father, but months later you got sick with flu and collapsed in bed to point that you couldn't even continue your prayers But he was doing it for you already

And by time you're sick and tired, you wake up at dawn Because you heard call to prayer outside, you wanted to get up but your body was heavy with pregnancy and illness Suddenly, u slowly heard low whispers you tilt your head to look at your husband he was praying dawn usual as you watched he was prostrating lot and praying quietly and in trembling voice

“Ya Allah, please heal my wife and let her get back to good health” his tone is full honestly he was sitting on carpet, front bed with his hands tangled together slowly his expressions are tense and tears gathered with some small tears