40 “Muhammad, this is Amina bint Badr... your milk-sister, nursed with your late brother, Sheikh Sultan, may God have mercy on him.” My father replied, “I know her. My late brother had told me about her.” My father’s eyes wandered around the makhzan, looking for me. He then asked, “Mariam, where is Sultan? The makhzan is dark; there are no one around here.” My mother responded, “He is over there in the corner of the makhzan, sitting like a pot with a book on his face.” My father called me and took me with him, saying, “Enough sitting among the women.”
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