At the time, my father used to sit on the kitchen floor, and resting his head on the fridge, before my brother and I would run to him and he would embrace us, and that is how we would spend the night.
كان بابا يقعد عَ أرض المطبخ كل ليلة ويتكي راسو عَ البراد، قبل ما نركض صوبو ويغمرنا أنا وخيي كل واحد بإيد ونبقى هيك كل السهرة.