I arrive at the hotel a little a bit late. Mom, Dad, and three of my siblings were already there waiting for me at the lobby. I walked towards them as they were busy talking to our relatives. My two cute little sisters saw me coming and they started running towards me with wide smiles. They look very cute with their matching blue and yellow dress.
"Kuyaaaa !" they called snuggling me. I laughed as they always do this when they see me.It was as if they haven't seen me for years.
"oh man. Now i know why I'm single" i told them jokingly but they reacted worried
"why?" they asked in unison
"because there's no girl can be more adorable than you two," i laughed. It was our condition. The twins can only approve my girlfriend if and only if she's more adorable/prettier/cuter than them.
"Yey! Brother has no girlfriend." they said simultaneously, which hurts a bit
"children," our mom called us. "can you come here for a second,"
she said using our native dialect which means a relative is with us. We held each other's hands walking towards them. "that's tita" the twins whispered to me referring to the pretty old woman whom was mom with. She was wearing a loose grey blouse that looks like it shines, and a grey scarf as well with glittering design. She really look rich with her outfit which did a good job complimenting her pretty face, white skin and noble aura.
"Zayn this is your aunt Norjana. Say Salam to her." Mom said still using our own dialect which was a bit weird as we often use English or Filipino at home. Nevertheless, I know a thing or two in response.
"Assalamu Alaykum, ante." i response in the same tone whilst placing my cheek to hers.
"Alaykumusalam. What a good looking child. He sure do gain the genes of our ancestors." she said with a bright smile though i didn't understand what she said after good looking. Then my mom responded quickly.
"You definitely right. He had really taken a lot from our forefathers"
"that's right. He's even very tall unlike us."
"Yes., he got it from his father."
They were laughing and smiling seems like a good conversation. So I just smiled at them. Though I really don't get what they were talking about.
"Is he the one you want Aisah engaged to?"
"Yes he is. Their age are close and they look suitable for each other, don't you think?"
"Well, both of them are goodlooking but I'm not still certain."
"well. of course. Let's discuss this with our husbands after dinner. By the way, is it fine with you if Zayn brings Aisah in the resto?"
"we want to come too!" I got surprised with the sudden bolt of energy by the twins. I almost forgot, they were better using our native dialect than me.
Aunt Norjana seem to agree but i don't understand. where are they going? So i asked the twins secretly while Aunt Norjana made a phone call.
"where are you going?" the twins just stared at me and they laughed.
"we're coming with you!"
huh!? then my mom sighed hearing our conversation.
"Son, you should improve your maranao. You'll be meeting a lot of our relatives soon." Mom said, she often talks to me in our dialect but I don't often use it so I often forget te words.
"yes, mom. I'll master in no time." i lied confidently.
"bring the twins with you and meet up with your cousin on the 3rd flr."
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Betrothed(onhold)
Ficção AdolescenteHave you ever wonder what would be the feeling of marrying someone you don't know? A person you have never met, you have never seen, you have never talked to, you have never had SMS/MMS/Chat or had never ever thought about. Think about what were ou...