My Journey's Marriage

I am glad you have had the privilege of reading this story about me, and I believe that it will be interesting for you and that you will get what you want to know about my journey. After a long time, I want to talk about my journey's marriage.

Once upon a time, I visited members of my family; they included my father, his children, grandfather, grandmother, and some of my uncles, and they were also all living in a small village between Mogadishu, the capital city of Somalia, and Bal'ad district, called Hiil-Weyne neighborhood. But it is nearly 7 km to Bal'ad. I was with my family for a few days during my journey, and I continued visiting parts of the original village and my city, Bal'ad.

Bal'ad District. Sources: Google 

Other days, I gave myself time to greet some old friends and members of my family. At that time, I remember when I reached my brother's home, I met my father sitting with his son –my brother, although my father and I took a special meeting to discuss how I wanted to develop my skills and my life.

My father reminded me the importance of getting married, and he also gave me some different advice to build my life structure, but I was about to finish my university, especially for my bachelor degree, and I actually got many things to improve my tour. By the way, my father was struggling with his life. 

We continued our discussing, and he inspired me to build a new house. I think he meant to marry a girl because he appeared interesting me having a family. After two and a half hours, discussions were finished, and I started thinking about what he told me about. One day later, I went back to Mogadishu and continued working with my friends.

Unfortunately, after a few months, I visited my paternal aunt's house. I really remember that day. It was a Friday, and I spent time with my aunt and her children. However, I also met very attractive girl at my aunt’s house. She was my cousin and her name is Fatima.

Late in the evening, I called my friend Aidarus, who was a motor Bajaaj driver. I meant I needed him to pick me up. We were friends for more than six years. After he arrived at my aunt's house, I saw them off and said bye to them. I reached my house around 10:00 p.m. I gave him some money for transportation.

I'm pictured with my friend, Aidarus Abdirizak

After getting home, I took off my t-shirt and some clothes. I called my aunt's daughter, and she picked me up on the phone. She asked me, Abdalla, "How is your situation?" and I answered all her questions. I asked her if she had Fatima’s number, and she sent it to me immediately, and I thanked her for that.

This was the first journey, and I didn't hesitate to call her because she was my dream. Fortunately, she answered my call, and we talked to each other. We actually accepted many topics as important to ourselves. We shared with us something relating to our house.

After three months of sharing and contacting each other, we negotiated how we wanted to unite our hearts and complete each other successfully with our time, our lives, and ourselves.

We started establishing a new house. She was in Mogadishu, but after a few days, she went back to her village. She told her parents about our marriage plan because we agreed to marry each other. Luckily, they didn't really refuse to allow us to unite. They were very happy when they learned that I was marrying their daughter.

It was actually nice for us to unite immediately. All our family accepted us, and I took two weeks to prepare our house and our wedding.

In my first day, I began thinking about more topics related to the wedding marriage, and I consulted with my best friend, Omar Ahmed Hilowle, even though I had a little money to spend on my opportunity and I wanted to get others some money to make it enough because I was feeling fear because of money.

I'm with my friend, Omar Ahmed Hilowle 

However, I called on the phone with my elder brother, who is named Abdiaziiz, and he answered my call. I told him how much money I had for the marriage plan or wedding marriage, which is going to happen soon.

My brother promised to give me some money, and he also told me that he nwas with my side and right hand to build this house. After three days, I bought furniture and utensils for my home, and our wedding marriage and nice ceremony took place after half a week.

Our wedding picture 📸 

Later, on Monday, June 6th, 2020, I still remember that day, and I will never forget it. It was the day my dream came true, Fatima became my world, and I married her. We are a family, and we have two children, a son and a daughter, and we thank and appreciate Allah for blessing us with his glory.

My wife, Fatima; our daughter, Maryama and I.

We hope Allah will give us other children, a long life, and good health in this world.

In conclusion, I would like to thank you and any who spends time to read this story about my life and a long street to build a house and my life.

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