” Mr. Daoud, while worried about the situation It was special for his wife, he said with impatience. “I said it rightly and seriously. We have nine children, and this child, who is about to be born, is our 10th child. The receptionist burst into tears and stared at the modest and kind face of Mrs. Fatemeh with surprise: “Ma’am, how old are you?” Fatemeh Khanum’s answer was enough for all the staff of the hospital’s reception department to leave their work and circle around her: “I was born in 1964.” Their words were accompanied by the admiration of Fatemeh Khanum: “Masha’ala, Mrs. Kahraman.