Story: The Best B-Day Present
One distinct memory was my tenth birthday... "Happy tenth Birthday!!" Papa yelled in the morning at 12:00 am. My father was always so excited for my birthdays. My mother on the other hand was less excited. "Ten years ago, God cursed me," she would say. She ALWAYS wanted a son, and she often forgets that I exist. I already have a brother though. Let me explain from the beginning. My father is married to two women. Many people have misunderstanding about historical polygamy. It's unusual, but in many cases was permitted due to war in which many men died which led to a shortage. Thus, men would marry more than once as long as they could treat them equally and the wife agreed. I have two mothers. My biological mother, Rani, had me ten years ago, and my father had a second wife, Rooafzah. Rani was jealous of Rooafzah, not only because she had to share my father with her. Also, Rooafzah gave birth to a son, my younger brother Rayan. He is thirteen now, handsome ...