I was especially tired on Sunday. That was when the reception was held at my house. I was busy throughout the day, welcoming guest at the entrance. Many friends came to join the family and me in the celebration. I enjoyed it tremendously, tired as I was. Now there's only Hafizi, the youngest who is still not married. In sha Allah, his time will come soon. After that there's no more except to count the growing numbers of my grandchildren, in sha Allah. Then, in twenty years or more, the next batch will be ready for marriage. That, my friend, will be another story.
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