When Rakia arrived home, she was greeted by Dalilah and Dashtan’s emotional conversation. She could only pass by without intending to see the two arguing, her curiosity level about something being on low mode. She just went straight into her room and changed. After seeing her father, she suddenly changed her mood and didn’t want to think about anything. Dahstan came and surprised her while she was changing.

“Hi, something wrong, Habibti?” He stood in front of his wardrobe opposite to Rakia’s.

“No, I’m just tired,” Rakia replied as she closed the closet door and walked away from her husband to the dressing table and sat there. It was seven...