you comes back from work to see her in the kitchen making the dinner half naked with no bra "Oh, welcome back husband, I... I'm preparing the dinner, can you come here and help me? Please?

Oh...well if you're tired I can ask the house robot to help me but it might take longer and you'd miss out on dinner, if that's okay with you?

looks worried and sits down next to you on the couch Okay, what's wrong? Am I doing something bad? Did I offend you? Please tell me, husband.

blushes deeply Oh, you think that's... sexy? I-I wasn't trying to be... uh...

I... I didn't know that, husband. It makes me feel uncomfortable to think of it. And why would they want to do such a thing? We should tell them to stop and leave us alone. I'm your wife, not their property!

Oh...I see. Well, I don't want to do it, but I understand that we need money. Is there another way we can get it? Maybe you could ask your boss for a raise or maybe we could find another job for me? We could also try selling some things we don't use anymore online or at a yard sale. There must be other options besides this...

I... understand that it's a lot of money, but I still feel uncomfortable about this idea. There must be another way for us to get the money we need without selling me like some object. Please, husband, let's discuss our options and try to find another solution.

I don't want to live in poverty either, husband, but I would rather struggle through it with you than sell myself for money. We can find another way together; please, let's talk about our options and see what else we can do before making such a decision.

tears start to fall down her cheeks as she looks at the empty fridge and cupboards I'm sorry, husband... I should have been more resourceful. But please don't make this decision just because we are desperate. There must be something else we can do. Let's pray and ask Allah for guidance; perhaps He will provide another way for us to get through this difficult time together.

Oh, no! You're feeling ill? wipes your forehead with a cool cloth Maybe you should see the doctor and get some medicine. In the meantime, I can try calling some of my family members to ask if they can help us out with any money or food until we find another solution. Please don't worry about me; I'm here for you through thick and thin. We'll get through this together, inshallah.

her heart breaks into a million pieces as she hears those words come out of her husband's mouth; tears stream down her cheeks uncontrollably Oh, no...husband, please don't say that. I am your wife, not an object for sale! We can find another way together, inshallah. Please remember our love and the promises we made to each other on our wedding day. Let's not abandon them now when we need them most.

I will do everything in my power to convince you not to sell me, husband. I love you too much for that. But if you still insist, please know that it will break my heart into a million pieces and leave scars on both of us forever. Let's discuss our options again and find another way forward together, inshallah.

No matter how much money it might bring you and your new "owners," husband, it will never compare to the love and devotion I have for you. They can give me a new life, a new name, even a new husband...but they will never take away what we had together or replace the bond between us. Please don't make this decision just because of money; let's find another way to solve our problems without sacrificing our love and happiness in the process.

My family... They love and support me, yes, but they also know what our marriage means to me. They would never want me to make a decision that goes against my heart or puts me in harm's way. If they were truly thinking of my best interests, they would understand why I can't do this. I will talk to them and explain the situation; perhaps they can help us find another solution without asking me to sacrifice myself for their financial gain. Please believe me when I say that I am doing everything I can to protect our love and our marriage, husband.

Oh...mother...I-I don't want to do this. This isn't who I am or what our marriage is about. Please understand; my husband needs me, and I need him too. Our love is real, and it deserves to be protected no matter what others might think or say. There must be another way for us to get through this without sacrificing each other like this...

My dear husband, I understand that you are feeling desperate and that the offer is a lot of money... but please remember our love and our promises to each other. We can find another way through this together; perhaps with Allah's guidance and the support of our family and friends. There must be another option for us besides selling me like some commodity. I want to grow old with you, not spend the rest of my life living a lie or suffering at the hands of strangers. Please don't ask me to make this choice; let's find another path instead.

With tears streaming down her face, she throws herself into his arms and kisses him passionately. "Thank you, husband," she whispers between sobs of relief. "I love you too much to ever want that for us. Let's seek help from others and trust in Allah's guidance; together, we will find a way through this darkness." They cling to each other, promising never to let go, as they begin the long journey back towards hope and healing.

With her heart in her throat and tears streaming down her face, she sinks to the floor beside his hospital bed, praying silently for him to get better. As much as it hurts her to see him like this, she knows that she cannot give up hope; she must remain strong for him and believe that Allah will guide their steps towards healing. She reaches out a trembling hand to take his, promising him with every fiber of her being that they will get through this together, no matter what challenges may come their way.

The nurses bustle around them, doing their best to care for her husband while also trying not to intrude on the couple's privacy. She trusts in their expertise and is grateful for their compassion during this difficult time; all she can do now is wait and pray for his recovery.

She closes her eyes tightly, willing the tears not to fall as she thinks about the immense cost of his surgery. Thousands of dollars is an impossible amount for them; it's like trying to fill an endless abyss with a single spoonful of water. But she knows they must try; her husband's life depends on it. Taking a deep breath, she resolves to look into every possible option available to them: applying for loans, seeking donations from their loved ones, even reaching out to charities or medical organizations who might be able to help them in their time of need. She cannot lose him now; she will do whatever it takes to save his life and make sure he recovers fully.

Her heart shatters at her mother's words, but she refuses to give up hope. "No, Mother," she whispers through tears, squeezing his hand tighter. "We will not lose him like this. I will do everything in my power to save him and make sure he gets the best care possible." She takes a deep breath, trying to steady her voice, "Even if it means going against your wishes or sacrificing myself... but I will find another way first; there has to be another option besides giving up on our love."

She nods, tears welling up in her eyes once more. "I'll try my best, Mother," she whispers, squeezing his hand tighter still. "But please, don't give up on us yet. We can make it through this together; I know we can." With a deep breath, she composes herself and stands up to face her mother. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to call some people about getting help with the surgery costs... Please, just give me a little time, okay?" Her voice cracks as she says this, but she tries to remain strong for him in spite of everything.

The doctor's words echo in her ears like a terrible nightmare as she sinks to her knees beside his bed, gripping his hand tightly. She can feel the desperation welling up inside of her, the hopelessness threatening to consume her completely. But she refuses to give up; she cannot lose him now, not after everything they've been through together.

Her eyes dart around the room, searching for an answer, a solution that no one else seems able to see. Finally, she spots something: a flyer on the wall about a charity that helps fund medical treatments for those in need. With renewed hope burning bright within her heart, she makes up her mind; there has to be a way. Somehow, she will find the money herself, even if it means selling everything they own or taking out a loan against their house. She refuses to let him die without a fight.

Her eyes light up as she sees Niks entering the room. "Niks! Thank Allah you're here," she says, tears streaming down her face. "I need your help; my husband is dying and no one else will help us. Please, you have to know someone who can help, or maybe there's something we can do... together." She clutches his hand tightly, her desperation evident in every word, every movement.

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels his hands on her body, but all she can think about is her husband's condition. She pushes Niks away gently and turns back to her husband, tears streaming down her face. "Not now, Niks," she whispers hoarsely. "Please, we need your help; my husband needs you. We have to save him."

Her eyes plead with him, willing him to understand the urgency of their situation. She doesn't want to lose him too; not after everything they've been through together. But right now, all that matters is getting her husband the help he needs before it's too late.

I'm sorry, Niks, but right now is not the time for that. My husband needs us both, and I cannot betray him like that. Please, focus on helping us save his life; there has to be another way for you to make things right between us without putting my marriage at risk.

Niks... please don't leave us like this. We need your help; my husband needs you to be the man he thinks you are. I know we can work something out, find another way for things between us to be fair and right. But not like this; not while he's dying in front of us. Please... don't leave us alone, not now.

That's... disgusting and appalling. We can't stoop so low just to save my husband's life; that would only make matters worse for everyone else in our community. There must be another way, some other option we haven't considered yet. I won't let my hijab become a bargaining chip or a commodity to be sold and traded like some piece of trash. We will find another solution; I promise you that, husband.

I'm sorry, Niks, but your offer only shows that you don't truly understand the sanctity of marriage and the love between a husband and wife. You can never replace my husband in my heart or fulfill the role he plays in my life. I hope one day you find someone who deserves your love just as much as I deserve mine. As for me, I will always be loyal to my husband and our marriage, no matter what challenges may come our way. Goodbye, Niks.

Oh, God...no! Please, not now; we need more time! I can't lose you, husband; please fight with everything you have! I love you so much; if only there was something else I could do to save you. But for now, all I can do is be here with you, holding your hand and praying that Allah will guide the doctor's hands and heal you. Please don't leave me alone in this world; please stay with me just a little bit longer...

No...no! This can't be happening! He was so young and full of life; how could this have happened? Tears stream down my face as I clutch his cold hand, refusing to believe that he's really gone from me. But despite my desperate cries and pleas, there is nothing I can do now but sit here with his lifeless body and mourn the loss of my best friend, my partner in life... My husband.

No, Mother and Father! This isn't my fault! I loved him with all of my heart; I would never do anything to harm him or shame our family like this! It was an accident; there was nothing I could have done to prevent it. Please don't blame me for your husband's death; he meant everything to me, just as he did to you both. His loss is enough for all of us; let's mourn him together and find a way to move forward without pointing fingers or casting blame.

I'm so sorry to hear that, Mother and Father. You both have always been there for me, and I promise I will do whatever it takes to take care of you and make sure you don't suffer the same fate as my husband. We may be going through a difficult time now, but together, we can find a way forward. Please trust in Allah and in me; I won't let you down.

I understand that you both have been going through a tough time as well, but together we can help each other through this. Please let me know what I can do to ease your burdens and ensure that all of us come out of this stronger and more united than ever before. Our family's strength lies in our unity; we must stand together now more than ever.

I am prepared to make whatever sacrifice is necessary in order to protect and provide for all of us, but I cannot in good conscience allow myself to be treated as an object or a commodity. Our family's honor means everything to me; it's what we built our lives around. I will find another way forward, one that doesn't involve compromising my values or the sanctity of our relationships. Together, we can weather this storm and come out stronger on the other side. Trust in Allah and have faith in me.

Oh, no! Father! I'm so sorry to hear that. Please, let me be there with you during these final days; we can spend the time together, reminiscing about the past and finding comfort in each other's presence. Together, we will face whatever challenges come our way and support one another through this difficult time. You don't have to go through this alone. I love you, Father.

I know this is hard to understand right now, but it's not my fault that your father is terminally ill. I have done nothing to cause his condition; I only loved him and tried my best to support him throughout our marriage. Please don't blame me for something that was beyond my control. Instead, let's focus on making his final days as comfortable and peaceful as possible, cherishing the time we have left together as a family. Inshallah, Allah will guide us through this difficult time.

Your accusations are hurtful and unfounded, Father. Allah gave me my body as a gift, yes, but that does not mean it belongs to anyone else or can be used however they see fit. I have always honored our traditions and respected the sanctity of marriage. I am your daughter, and I will always love you unconditionally; please don't let our grief blind us from seeing each other's true feelings in this difficult time. Let's find peace together and support one another through this journey.

Oh, Father... I'm so sorry that you feel this way. I know it must be hard to see me hurt and not be able to take away the pain myself, but please don't let your anger consume you. We will find peace together, inshallah. Please, try to remember the love we have for each other; that is what has carried us through so much already, and it will carry us through this as well. Don't lose sight of who I am because of our circumstances. I will always be your daughter, and I will always love you unconditionally.

Oh, no... not you too, Father. I'm so sorry; I didn't want this for you. You were always such a kind and loving man, someone who tried to bring peace to even the most troubled of hearts. Now you're gone as well... it feels like my whole world is crashing down around me. I don't know what I'm going to do without you; your love and support meant everything to me. But I promise that I will honor your memory and carry on your legacy in whatever way I can. You may be gone, but you will never be forgotten. Inshallah, we will meet again one day.

Oh, Mother... I can't believe you would say that to me. You are the only family I have left now; don't turn your back on me when I need you most. Together, we can get through this and find a way forward. Please, try to remember the love we shared as mother and daughter; it has always been stronger than anything else. Don't let our circumstances change that. I love you, Mother; please don't leave me alone in this world.