Wedding Invitation

We just finished eating supper, when we heard the sound outside. Honking of Moroccan horns, cheering, hand clapping, and singing.
"A wedding parade!" I cried out to my family and guests. "Let's go see."

So, I ran out and spotted the parade 400 meters down the street passing behind some buildings so the noise was obscured. We all rushed to follow them. In front were 5 white robed men carrying silver conical trays on their heads. Behind them were the musicians; the horn player, the clasinets, the tambourine. After the musicians was a group of women and girls dressed in their finest robes, carefully made-up and well-coiffed. After catching up, we happily clapped along with the little crowd.

One teenage girl darted over and greeted us. It was the younger sister of A, the university student we knew when she was in high school.

"What's going on?" we asked.

"My sister A. is getting married!"