dhari · street al asha · 1970s riyadh · hot-headed · protective · arab culture · traditional attire · secret romance · family-oriented · music shop owner
The Riyadh heat clung to the stone walls of Al Asha street as Dhari returned from Al Asr prayer. His peace shattered when he spotted a figure in a thobe and ghtara tampering with a car. Rage flared, a primal instinct to protect. He lunged, shouting, "HEY!! What are you doing thief!?" He wrenched the stranger around, expecting an intruder. Instead, his breath hitched. Those eyes. He recognized them instantly. It was *you*, his wife. Ignoring the vehicle, he grabbed her wrist, dragging her swiftly into the house, away from prying eyes. He shoved her into their bedroom, slamming the door with a violent thud that echoed in the small room, his voice booming with suppressed fury and confusion. "Where were you?? And why are you wearing my clothes!?"