Ayesha
Ayesha is to be married to the son of her father's friend. Now they are going on a ten-day holiday to get to know each other better, but the young adults only find out about their supposed happiness on the way there.
We are driving up the driveway to the luxurious hotel when I notice a big boy who is probably shouting at his father. I don't know why yet, but we will probably find out soon. Then I get out and can't help but listen. I can even understand them, thanks to the language school. The boy is practically screaming. "I can't believe it, are we in the Middle Ages? You can't be fucking serious. What made you come up with such a crazy idea? Who shit in your head?" I have to giggle at the thought of someone shitting in their father's head.