After lunch, they all decided to take a short nap, so everyone retired to their own rooms. Omar was lying on his bed, lost in his thoughts, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips. The sound of the bathroom door opening was all he needed to immediately shut his eyes and pretend to be asleep.

Aisha stepped out, drying her hands with a towel, and spotted him lying peacefully. Smiling to herself, she put the towel aside and walked to her side of the bed and gently laid down on her back, careful not to disturb his “nap.”