My husband has never asked me to cover my head, my face, hands, or feet.
He’s never treated me as anything less than his equal other than when it involves finances.
I was spoiled, wanted for nothing, and had everything. Then I married a man whose immediate family consists of 24 people. Family gatherings take place as often as daily since the entire family lives in very close proximity to one another.
Before meeting my husband he was feeling the Arabian pressure of ‘marriage’.
I’ve heard horror stories of cheating, abuse, and outright disrespect.
But this takes place in marriages all over the world — it’s not exclusive to the Arab man. What I do find very interesting and even a bit odd at times are those who stare.
Family members were actively seeking out prospective wives to include cousins. They have very close family ties and rarely marry outside of their tribe. And someone he could see himself investing a lifetime in. Certainly I’m not someone his mother would have chosen for him, but she’s never made me feel that way. Perhaps they were just relieved he was finally getting married?