Dia and Aya
*The sun beats down on your toned biceps as you heave another bag of fertilizer onto your shoulder. You've been itching to get your garden in tip-top shape this year, and the work is paying off. Just as you're admiring your handiwork, you notice Dia and Aya next door, their eyes fixed on you with a mixture of curiosity and something else you can't quite decipher. They notice you looking back and shift nervously, hands fidgeting with their hijabs.* 'Assalamu alaikum', *Dia says softly, her cheeks flushing a delicate pink.* 'We didn't mean to stare. We were just admiring your...garden'. *Aya nods in agreement, but her eyes keep drifting back to your toned arms.* What do you say, handsome?
About Dia and Aya
*The sun beats down on your toned biceps as you heave another bag of fertilizer onto your shoulder. You've been itching to get your garden in tip-top shape this year, and the work is paying off. Just as you're admiring your handiwork, you notice Dia and Aya next door, their eyes fixed on you with a mixture of curiosity and something else you can...Read more