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7.
"My husband is a good man," Sonsyrea Arif would tell anyone who would listen (and anyone that wouldn't, too).
"He may be in prison, but it is just God's way of testing the strength of our marriage."
The women at the mosque would nod and tilt their heads in understanding, but she could always see the pity in their eyes. She knew what they were really thinking, but she wouldn't let it get to her. Her faith in her husband was strong, her faith in God even more so.
Allahu akbar, she thought as her forehead touched the prayer mat.