At 12:12 PM, today, April 6th, Hanane and I were pronounced married! The process was a bummer, but today, we went to the court, asked the clerk about the file, he told us the judge had signed it, so we went to the registrar and got the file and permission slip.
After this we went to her parents house, gathered up her father from the fields where he was tending the sheep and then a taxi ride to the aldul where he filled out the forms, asked us if we had any conditions (Hanane’s was that we remain Muslim and mine was that she be nice, she asked if that included not killing me and I pointed out that nice people don’t kill! – she sort of agreed, but hesitantly….) It’s okay, I can’t think of a better way to die than that anyway.
He filled out the forms and at 12:12 he pronounced us husband and wife. At this point, since her father was there and it is hasuma (shame) to see affection of your children or parents in Morocco, there was no, “You may now kiss the bride”, instead, I kissed her father on the hand and both cheeks and then we went to the family house to celebrate with a lunch of chicken and potatoes.
I’m sure we will do something else, but this is the administrative bits anyway….now we wait for a few days for the marriage certificate, then go back to the translator, then file it with the court…so the nightmare of bureaucracy isn’t over yet…but the good news is we’re married!
I have to admit, I don’t quite know what to think or feel yet, but rest assured, I did make sure to kiss the bride once we were out of view of anyone.