Aena grinned, her hijab swaying gently with the car’s motion. “Let’s make sure it’s a story worth sharing.”
Mid‑interview, a sudden downpour drenched the square. The crew scrambled for cover under a makeshift awning while the rain hammered the tin roofs. Aena, ever the quick thinker, pulled the hood of her hijab tighter and offered a spare towel to Maya. Aena grinned, her hijab swaying gently with the