As Mari lay in bed after her phone call with Jamal, she sighed as she thought about her action-packed nightmare and the situation with her parents.
Remembering that the GEL club ladies' husbands would soon start arriving to pick their wives up, as was their ritual, Mari quickly put on her glasses as she got off the bed and headed for the balcony.
Watching the men pull up to pick up their wives always lifted her spirit and made her believe in love.
She couldn't understand how the men couldn't stand being away from their wives for even a night despite all these years and had made it a habit of driving down to pick them up.
As she stood on the balcony, she watched as two cars sped down from the estate gates as if in a race, and she laughed softly when she recognized the cars.
She wondered why the men were always competing for the first to show up. It seemed like everything was always a competition with the men.
