He lifted his mischievous eyes and looked at her, tracing the contours of her figure with his gaze. He bit his lower lip slightly and, in his deep voice, said, "Baby love..."

He didn't finish because the ringing of a phone interrupted him.

She quickly moved to the side of the bed and picked up her phone. Seeing that it was Amma calling, her heart skipped a beat. She answered hastily, her voice respectful and composed.

"Yes, Amma." She glanced at Hamma, who was also looking at her, and then added nervously, "Yes, Amma, we are together. We just stopped somewhere."

"Okay, we will be back soon."

After ending the call, she turned to Hamma, her voice on the verge of tears. "Please, Hamma, get up and take a shower quickly so we can leave. Amma has already called me."

Without saying a word, he got up and headed to the bathroom.

She quickly went to the mirror and started getting ready.

She put on a long Abaya and did a simple makeup.

She laid out a prayer mat and performed ablution.

She made up the Zuhr and Asr prayers she had missed, then devoted herself to seeking forgiveness from God, asking for relief from the sinful relationship she had with her brother, something she was struggling to stop.

She raised her hands in prayer, tears streaming down her face as she wept and recited supplications. In this state, he came out and saw her.

He approached and knelt beside her, gently touching her tear-stained cheek with his elegant hand.

With concern, he said, "Baby love... please stop. You know there is nothing I hate more than seeing your tears. But every time something happens between us, you sit down, raise your hands, and cry, and it breaks my heart. Please, dear."

She opened her tear-filled eyes and said, "Hamma, if I don't cry, what else should I do? You know better than anyone that what we are doing is wrong, but we can't seem to stop..." She broke into sobs again.

He let out a sigh. "I don't understand what's happening between us either. I asked you to give me a chance to talk to them about getting married, but you refused..."

Her red, tear-filled eyes looked up at him. "Hamma, if you bring this up again, I’ll think you have lost your mind. How can you talk about marriage? Have you forgotten that we share the same blood? How would they agree to marry us when everyone knows we have the same father?"

He gave a pained smile and said, "It's possible, baby love. All I need is your consent. I don't care that we share the same blood. The only thing I know is that I can only live with you, and you are the only woman who can satisfy me, just as I am the only man who can satisfy you."

She stood up in anger. "Please, Hamma Jabeer, stop talking about this. There's no way it can happen. Even in the land of animals, they wouldn't marry us off. We should pray that God takes away whatever is happening between us..."

He smiled slightly and said, "I don't care. If you refuse to agree to marry me, the only thing I know is that no other man will have you. We will co

ntinue to live together as a couple."