Daddy" David greeted the only other man in his family group.
It was his uncle, the man who had raised him after his mother's death. At the moment, David could see an incredibly proud expression plastered on the man's face.
Beside him was Fadila's father, the smile on their faces was just as contagious forcing the two to smile as well.
"This boy... If only your mother was alive to see you today" He said with a chuckle but David could tell that he was trying to fight back the tears.
"I am sure she will be proud of you, no matter where she is now" Fadila's father said to console the man and change the subject.
"Davi"
David heard a small voice call out his name with weird intonation, looking towards the source, he saw his nephew. A young boy who was not even three yet.
"See my boy, What's his name again?" David asked as he scoped the boy into his arms.
"Uncle David," His other nieces and nephews began gathering around him.