Obedience

"Come on hurry up. We are getting late. Why are you so lazy? I told you an hour before to get ready and you are still preparing."

Zain and his wife Sana were going for shopping. 

"I am ready.  Come let's go." Sana was wearing a white hijab moreover she was doing a veil. 

"What is this? No please don't do this veil. I truly don't like it." Zain let out.

"It's not my choice. It's a  command of Allah." Sana replied. 

"Please don't argue in front of me. Get on and take off your veil otherwise, We aren't going." Zain was a bit angry. 

Sana moved on to take her veil off. She returned to the garage and sat in the car where Zain was already waiting for her. 


Where is your mask? Don't you know about the disease that kills those who don't wear the mask? Said Zain.

 

        "Only those people are becoming the target of this dangerous infection who are not obeying the comand of Allah The Almighty." Sana answered.

    At this, Zain wasn't able to say anything.


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