Finally the mother of the bride, who is standing in the doorway, is seeing me admiring the girl’s looks, and she is complaining, “This girl is getting so dark! You tell her, please. She is always riding her bicycle in the hot sun, no umbrella, no nothing.” So I am giving the bride a sideways look and saying, “Why, child? Now you put some yogurt and lemon on that face! Look at me, dark and ugly, do you think anybody wants to marry me?” “Yes!” the girl’s mother is saying. “Are you listening? Listen to her. She is telling you these things from experience. It is for your own good.” So this is how
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