Lady in Red Jilbab

You never see the tears that she's about to cry...
instead she turns her head to hide them. 
You never see the times she stills away to her secret closet to pray...instead she invites you in to just talk. 
You never see how her shoulders are sagging from heavy burdens....instead she gives you those shoulders to cry on. 
You never see the aches in her heart when her community rebel ...