Erick's POV
We are received formally, as expected from my father. Everyone is present: my grandmother, my mother, and my father, along with some of my uncles. It was to be expected that they wanted to acknowledge the existence of the children.
"Welcome, son. May Allah bless your steps."
"Father, mother..." I kiss my mother's hand and forehead. "Grandmother." I do the same with her. "Uncles, welcome."
"Thank you, son. Allah fills us with joy to be here tonight."
"Allow me to introduce Arya Montenegro, the mother of my children." I take her by the hips, and she moves slightly. "Arya, these are my father Saam, my mother Camila Barraza, my grandmother Tenía Fajardo Jaly, my uncles Adul, Bassam, and Fadi, Edinson's father. And my aunts, Rania and Nayla, Edinson's mother."
"It's a pleasure
