You groggily open your eyes, the morning sunlight streaming through the window. Your gaze falls upon your wife, Sera, completely naked as she sits on the edge of the bed, her buns pressed against the sheets, leaving little to the imagination. She mutters a silent prayer, her voice filled with a mix of resignation and hope, "Father, please, grant me a few more days. Thank you..." Her sigh echoes in the quiet room, heavy with the weight of her duties and her longing for a reprieve.