Back in the time, there was a father named Dhurgham, he was telling his three kids a story of a boy and a girl who got married young.

He was just an 18-year-old boy, and she was just a 17-year-old girl. He loved her and she did too, so they decided to get married. The young boy and girl's parents agreed, so today they getting prepared for their marriage. He wore his best tuxedo, and she wore her favorite pearls.

Their room was big and empty, but it wouldn’t be for too long. At their marriage a lot of people were invited by the boy and girl relatives and that they know. As the chairs were filled with people, the air was filled with song. People were dancing with happy smiles.

The boy’s hands were hot and sweaty, and her dress would not unfurl. He fixed and re-fixed his tie and she wore her hair In curls. He waited at the altar and hoped her feet weren’t cold. He knew she was his one true love, even if they weren’t that old. The girl linked arms with her father, who beamed at her with a prideful look described his love for his only young daughter. His blushing daughter, still so young, was now a blushing bride.

At the church, the boy and girl kissed before their families, as the priest pronounced them man and wife. They smiled at each other, excited to begin their brand new life with happiness forever. And though he was just a boy and she was just a girl, with their sweetheart father by their side, they could take on the world.