Sandy skin, auburn eyes downcast in sad resignation... Behija.
Nta douib, Moussa, and there's nothing can be done about it.
Ana douib? Kifash douib?
But no answer. My fate was already sealed by an untouchable gorgeous woman. Her friend with the giant dark eyes, wide and solemn, was Awadtef. Feelings, it meant. They were from Beni Mellal.