Episode 6

I drive half-confused, with a heavy heart for leaving Silvia in that state, but the truth is that renouncing my family would be the only way for us to be together at this moment.

With my thoughts racing, I arrive at my parents' house, and as soon as I get out of the car, I hear an argument in the living room.

I walk hurriedly and see my father and the same man I met at the airport, sitting and arguing.

"Omar, why are you trying to deceive me? Our agreement was for the eldest daughter! Do you think I will accept such an affront?! " my father says, agitated.

"Yousef, my friend, I have already told you, it is not about deceiving you, I will fulfill the agreement and deliver one of my daughters, but the one who will be delivered will be the youngest, Yasmin. My daughter Najla is studying, so she cannot marry yet."

I hear their conversation, still without revealing myself, staying behind the wall.

So the agreement has changed? And instead of marrying that promiscuous and questionable girl, I will marry the other one, the one who seems more attentive to our customs and the use of hijab...

"My father... " I enter the living room, and the man looks at me, but seems to not recognize me without the mask I wore earlier. " Why are you arguing? I heard your raised voices in the courtyard. " I lie.

I hear my father explain the matter and pretend to be surprised.

"Honestly, I see no impediment to marrying the youngest daughter, my father. " I say calmly. " Think about it, the younger she is, the stronger she will be and the more children she can bear, thus increasing our descendants."

I see my father ponder and soon smile, satisfied.

Do I agree with this thinking? No! I am absolutely against these men who treat women as breeders.

But I don't want a wife who brings me problems, and if I have to endure this marriage for six months, at least let it be with someone more tolerable.

Besides, I didn't like how that young woman was treated, being humiliated by her own family, so after the contract is dissolved, she can use the money she receives to stay far away from these vultures.

"The boy is sensible, Yousef! " the man says. " Yasmin is also very useful in household chores, and she cooks very well, besides not caring about luxuries or jewelry, she will be a good acquisition and won't give you any expenses, my young man. " he looks at me, and I recognize his malicious look.

I just smile slightly because I will only reveal who I really am and what I have after this contract is properly signed, without chances of this vulture going back and trying to marry the eldest daughter in order to obtain more money.

"Well, since my son doesn't object, we can proceed with the signing of the documents. Can the bride come in or is she still getting ready? " my father asks.

"No preparation is necessary. " the man retorts, and my father stares at him, confused. " As I said, Yasmin doesn't care about luxuries, so it is not necessary to wear formal ceremony clothes, she will come to sign and you can take her. " he says, and my father and I exchange glances.

It is clear that this man is literally selling his own daughter, as if she were a commodity he wants to get rid of and get a good price for.

"Well\, I insist that my future *zawja* be dressed according to traditions. " I say firmly. " I know the agreement is simple\, but I want her to have at least a decent ceremony. So I suggest we do the following... " I explain to my father\, and especially to my mother\, who until then had remained silent\, everything I want\, and I see my mother getting excited about the preparations.

"My son, you don't know how much my heart rejoices to see you wanting to provide your future wife with a dignified wedding. " she caresses my face.

"It's the least I can do, mother. " I smile forcedly.

I witnessed the rude way this girl was treated, and if I can contribute in any way to give her some moments of happiness, I will do it!

My mother soon leaves, after the bow, and in moments I see excitement in the house, several women walking around and talking loudly... it's the joy of planning a wedding!

"Father, I know that according to tradition, we would have three days of celebration, but since we are doing something quicker, I would like the contract signing to be done today, so as not to make the day too exhausting for us, and because I believe Mr. Omar has business to attend to in Brazil, right? " I stare at the man, visibly unhappy with the wedding celebration, with honors.

"Of course, my son. But you said the bride should be dressed according to tradition, and that takes time. " he ponders.

"I am certain that my mother and her assistants can handle this matter. " I affirm.

"Of course! I will send word to her. " my father calls one of the employees and instructs them to inform my mother.

I am truly curious to see the face of the girl with the sea eyes...

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