My parents met only once before their wedding, but I wanted to know Samira better. I got Samira’s mobile phone number from my friend’s sister and we often talked and sent text messages to each other. She was funny and clever. The more I talked to Samira the more I liked her. But did she like me as much as I liked her? I wasn’t sure.
The evening before an important exam, she sent me a text message. I opened it. There was a picture of a heart. It made me feel hopeful. Now I need good exam result. Two days after my father started his new job I go them. I had the best exam results in the university. It was time to ask. I told my father that I wanted to get married. He called my mother to tell her the news, but she already knew.
Your son wants to get married, he want to marry Samira Al-Hussein.