" Ee khalty Fay, entay ou ume shloun kntaw t3arfoun ba3ath? " Jouri's 14 year old daughter, Jawa asked.
" Shloun 3araftaw mnu taboun tizawjoun?" Al-Zain asked.
" Enshallah laman tkbroun shway ngoulkum." Jouri, my bestfriend said.
"Laaaaaaaaaa Mama tell us now! Shkthr tabouna nkbar? E7na 14 mu yahal , we're mature enough." Jawa protested.
I laughed and looked at Jouri, I can't believe how blessed we are to have such an amazing family , and have the most beautiful daughters in the whole world. I can't believe how we both got so lucky and married the one we loved.
"Ha Jouri, shtgouleen? " I took a small sip of tea.
"Yala ba3d, khan gouluhum gabel la 7anat'hum tzeed." Jouri said as she placed her hand on her head and shook it in a tisk tisk way.
The girls huddled down on the floor and looked up at us with enthusiasm and excitement in their eyes.
And this is where it all began ......
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