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(Love Story)

When I went home things were messed up and my memory was gone, even if I
remember I didn't get a chance to give it to you.



The two boys laughed and taunted each other. My dear Sawda is looking at
them and I think she is thinking about what they are saying and how things are.
The words they inject into my tribe that she should think about it and ask me
something is another disaster. Because Sawda is part of the society that
despises us. It is a lie to tell you that Sawda is among the people who despise
my tribe, and I don't know much about her personality because we are new to
each other. But the reason I said that is that the society in general has
contempt and discrimination against us. Sawda is a part of the community, if
she knows that I am from a marginalized community, she might even leave me at
school.



Maybe bad is not good but it's a fact that I can't lie to myself about.
If Sawada respects our love, her family certainly won't. Like her father,
mother and siblings. Sawada turned to me in surprise, her face showed that she
wanted to ask something. But if she feels that she is missing the trouble that
it will cause, she should be left alone, because it could be the beginning of
great pain and sorrow.

Again, a question jumped out of her mouth that her love could die for but
she didn't know. We ask many questions that we don't mean to do to people all
day, but we don't imagine the burden and trouble they can cause to that person.



Sawad said: Munir, what tribe did you tell me and what are the people
talking about? While I still did not answer, she said: do they know each other,
understand what they are saying? It's seven o'clock in the morning, we're in
front of school and we're waiting for the lesson to end. There is still a lot
of frost, but the face of the prostrate part is sweaty. The sweat came down to
my face and his chin flowed together. She is very surprised and she doesn't
know what I am talking about, but I am silent and I refuse to talk to her.



But she is really a wonderful and kind girl. I was amazed at how little
we knew each other and how amazing she was. She came closer to me and put the
book bag on the floor under me. She said: How long has Munir been sweating, my
dear? And while her basal shell, which is wrapped around her head on her right
hand, caught the rust. She put her hand on my neck and wiped the sweat from my
face to my neck! I feel that he is with me today and I have never seen him
before.



All the students are looking at us, I'm not sure if some of the teachers
are there or not. But she doesn't care, she just prioritizes me, and her
priority in the end while I answer the questions is next to me as I expected.
She asked me, tell me about the party and what the boys are talking about, and
you are so upset about it, my dear? I'm not usually one to tell other families
to at least hide from discrimination and hardship for a few days. I have a
habit of telling everyone how it is, without really caring.



But Sawda is the only person I truly loved in my life, and I am not ready
to lose him. Until now, my mouth is waiting for the answer, both of my eyes are
like a flashlight, both of her eyes and her face are amazing because of the
folds and folds! But I made a strong decision in seconds to tell the truth and
the pain will go away today and I will get the results today. I said: my dear,
I am from a community that is discriminated against in this area, and they were
doing their duty to make life difficult for us. All that's left is for you to
complete me and learn to move away from me.

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(Love Story)

Only when you get to know
me more about my personality and who I am will you know what makes me
different. So now in your heart give me a chance to earn my love and you get to
know me like this Sawda?



I said to her: Thank you
very much Sawda, it's great and wonderful for a girl so beautiful to give you a
chance without any condition. Usually, girls who like boys are confused and
worried a lot, but your first offer to accept me like this is very valuable.
She said: I am not the girl of fantasy and maya who has lost someone to be
satisfied, why should I wander? Am I satisfied? I have to tell the truth to
someone who is not satisfied with himself. Everything is based on truth and
reality. I said thank you.



Urgency is the work of
the devil and I want to ask anyone who uses the WhatsApp app! But I'm a little
scared, but the nice way she talks to me and accepts me has created a lot of
confidence in me and it's okay to ask. Ilayn has already finished speaking and
is looking at me and I am thinking of another place. I heard that you are not
in Munir's line and a very kind speech, as if someone is speaking from heaven.
I said: yes, dear, I am here. I was looking at this picture of you. Is it your
boyfriend or your ex-love? Just kidding, but I want to know more about this
person.



She laughed and said: Are
you already jealous of the game and who is the person on you? Waar is my
brother who is one year older than me. It's a big shock for my worst brother to
be! And as I told you before, we were in the same class and we know each other
very well. Not only do we know each other, but he was a young man who hurt me
and discriminated against me in my tribe, even with the worst intelligence. It
is a big problem and even though the society suffers from discrimination,
racism and alienation from my community, one of the worst people for you, if
you love your sister, you know the burden she has.



I just heard from you
again tonight, what's wrong with your phone? I said in the mood that your
brother is stuck in my throat. I told him normally: there may be a problem with
the phone but there is nothing wrong with us in Sawda. And you are not jealous
of your brother, you look at each other and I immediately realized, even the
nose, the belt and the eyes look like twins. She laughed and said: I've never
seen anyone say you look alike before. I'm talking to myself but I can't hear
her.



She said to me: My dear,
when you call me, I feel a new feeling that I have never experienced before. Are
you a witch? I said: why does your heart only feel the messages my heart is
sending, but nothing magical. What I added is that the house of Abu Sufyan can
be brought to magic? She laughed and said: Where is Abu Sufyan? I am referring
to Abu Tafseer, please be patient. She said it's okay, it's late and we have
school tomorrow, aren't you going to sleep? I said: I have come from the market
and I am sitting in the basement of the house, I have not yet entered the
house.



Stay away from the cold,
I'm wondering tonight under my blanket. It's normal that your voice warms me so
I don't feel cold. Did you take a coat first or do you wear an afternoon shirt?
I'm carrying him sweet, I'm still in the neighborhood. It's stupid to get out
of the cold and we have to cherish tomorrow and school. Hey, why do we know
each other? We know each other very well. Good night my queen, good night. She
laughed and said: Is the night a crazy thing for the people of Hamar? Have a
good night.



I went home feeling very
happy and feeling that I had earned a lot from Sawda or my love. As I walked
into my front room, I remembered something! I searched and lost. I even
searched in front of the house and where I was sitting but unfortunately, I
lost it. I don't know where she is from where she is. Sometimes I think I came
from Sawda's house, another time I got lost in Sawda's father's car. And now
the hotel and the mosque are so easy that I forgot about them. What I lost was
the expensive watch that I had bought for Sawda as a present. When I went home
things were messed up and my memory was gone, even if I remember I didn't get a
chance to give it to you.

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(Love Story)

Whenever the situation is
bad for me, what I calm down are religious scholars who think they are better
than other people and you will not face discrimination and prejudice.



They told me that they
will take me around the neighborhood while we have dinner at the hotel. I have
no thanks but they made it difficult for me to have dinner before I get in the
car. Finally, I went with the car as they told me and he moved with us to the
hotel. Abu Tafseer said to me: We are talking to each other at the hotel. I
said hi, with the intention: I knew in love that the girl who loves the person
who is suffering is more than me. We both stayed at the hotel and the other guy
drove the car first. We sat down and ordered dinner together. My phone rang
with a loud song, and I was shocked and jumped to the sky and turned it off in
my pocket, without looking to see who it was.



After a while I went out
to turn off the sound, but to my surprise Sawda called me! I will talk to her father;
I can't talk to the teacher. What about the person you love who called you for
the first time in his life and you cut him off? It's something that only a true
lover or empath knows. I put the phone out of my pocket and Yusuf started
talking to me. He asked and answered a few questions about whether he studies
and such. Uncle, the girl learns, first of all. Hey uncle. So, you are a young
man and you can't take the responsibility of raising a family. Uncle, learn
something when you become a big man and self-sufficient as the culture and
religion used to be, the girl will be finished. But one thing I want from you
is that you don't distract yourself from your studies and you don't talk to the
wall with my daughter, that's all I want.



I'll do anything with
fear or let it go and I'm crazy about it.

The preacher told me to
observe prayer and change the way I dress and shave. I told my uncle what he
said. You had dinner and we went outside. He told me: the car is coming for us and
we will drop it in the neighborhood, but I refused. I said: I am interested in
the market, uncle, thank you, good night. Uncle, that's how we know each other.
When I left, I took out the phone and said to myself: call Sawda back. Only God
knows how interested I am in her words and how much I long for her. I was
shocked that there were eight calls on my screen! And the first time I did it!



I called urgently but it
hung up when it rang twice. I repeated it maybe four more times, but unfortunately,
she didn't listen. I thought: Write a message on WhatsApp and tell her what
happened first and that you were with her father when she called him and you
didn't do it. But another strange thing I went to her whats app. The photo spot
has a little one on it and we used to be in the same class at the old school I
transferred from!



I saw my phone ringing
and Sawda's name appeared, and I jumped with joy and grabbed it. Brother Munir,
what is your situation? I'm good Sawda from your side? It's hard brother. Where
did father take you and what did he say to you today? I laughed and said: he
took me to the mosque and he welcomed me. I was told that my hair was cut and I
hid it from the girl while she was studying, but she understands what her
father is saying. She said to me: it is good if only good father welcomed you.
He is busy with his clothes and his hair. He didn't care about that, the old
man is a gentleman, I jumped in. Hey brother, don't honor God, she said.



I want to tell her my
love and ask her what she thinks and how she sees me, but I don't know where to
start. Munir, why did you keep quiet? I heard her saying. I too am swimming in
waves of thought when and where to start. I said do you have time to talk for a
while? She said: I wanted to sleep but I will talk to you for a while brother.
I said: We haven't talked to you yet, today when I came to the neighborhood,
mom and dad were accompanying us to the meeting and I couldn't talk to you
much. Yes, brother in the neighborhood I felt that you could not tell me this much.



So, Brother Sawda, I
really wanted to go out of my way since the first day I saw you at school. Day
and night, morning, afternoon and every hour I think about you and how I can
tell you something or approach you. I have never seen anyone who has had such
an impact on me before you. So, I'm a victim of love who can't sleep because of
you. Now, teacher, I don't know what I'm talking to you and the speech is very
confusing for him, but I know that I love you.



She intervened in the
conversation and said: I have a question for you, brother? Go ahead and ask me
a hundred questions if you want. She said: I love you brother, I just
understood what you said, and that's what all the boys say to me, so why are
you different from other boys? I said: I cannot tell you what I am different
from, and it is possible that some teachers who are more talkative than me are
not telling the truth. Only when you get to know me more about my personality
and who I am will you know what makes me different. So now in your heart give
me a chance to earn my love and you get to know me like this Sawda?

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I was waiting for the
woman to say no and she jumped back and said: yes, we are done! And we are
talking about Sawda, I mean, where else is the old man taking me? How do things
work here?



When I went outside the
door, there was a black car, driven by a big bearded man. Yusuf Abu Tafseer is
sitting in the window next to the front window, just a little ahead of me. He
said to me: get in the car uncle, I said hi. I quickly opened the back window
next to him and jumped in. The car moved with us and the two sheikhs have their
own stories. Where are you going on foot, I wonder, but we are going towards
the market. Uncle Munir, I just came to you. Hey uncle I said in a low voice.
Uncle, we are going to the market and shaving your hair like this is forbidden
and it is unethical and he preached to me for a long time. I remember the
sermon that says "one who is of the same race is one".



And I have it and I'm
going to give it a try. You finally convinced me to go to the mosque tonight,
and I agreed. But the worst thing was that I had to shave my hair, it was a
very messy hair that I had spent a lot of time and money on. I did not say that
money is being arranged and I said hello to my uncle. Uncle, I didn't go to the
barber and he stood up, I'm going to give you the money! As he was passing by,
I refused to support him and said, "I will go to my uncle tomorrow and I
will shave myself." But the other one is worse than me and he throws me a
sweet ball every now and then. What do you expect with two Omar Bin Afuf in a
car alone? In the end they forced me to shave my hair tonight and also take me
to the hairdresser.



What's worse for me is
that most barbers know each other and are friends. We don't know each other; my
brothers and father have a hair cutting business in the market. And that is a
risk that he will soon find out about my tribe without forgetting. Because in
this area the profession of barbering is often practiced in marginalized or
discriminated communities. I myself go to school in the morning and work as a
hairdresser in the afternoon.

Knowing my tribe is not a
problem for me, but I will lose it only in Sawda. Because it is very difficult
for me from those communities to be allowed to marry or have a relationship
with other communities. But I have one hope for Sawada's father, Yusuf Warsame
(Abu Tafseer), which is that he is a great sheikh who probably has a lot of religion
and intelligence, and at least he is a Muslim and God willing.



We went to where father's
barber shop was and he might be there now. I am thinking about what will happen
and how to swim. There are about ten hair cutting businesses in a row and this is
one of them. I can do it with someone other than my father so as not to confuse
things, but we all know each other. Sometimes I wonder if I know who you are
now or again what is the difference? Have you changed and become his tribe or
are you waiting for a change to happen and your community will be free from
discrimination? These are two painful questions. We were informed that the car
stopped at the place where I was staying and at the same place as my father and
his family.



I opened the window and
the promise to go to the mosque was kept. When I opened the window and did not
get into the car, Jama's father came out! I was shocked, I stood up and thought
he saw me. A thousand things fall like raindrops on my mind, I go into a
frenzy, everything gets complicated if father intervenes. Uncle, what did you
find in the mosque? I looked towards my father and he didn't see me, he was
walking on the road. God has saved the affairs. I got in front of the car and
we drove towards the mosque. They say to me, thank God, uncle, you are so
beautiful, what are you doing? I have a cousin and I do it like this. Until
now, Abu Tafseer doesn't know what he wants from me, but let's see.



We stopped in front of
the mosque and got out of the car with uncle Abu Tafseer. Suddenly, many elders
and scholars who were full in front of the mosque rushed to greet him! They are
very hesitant to greet him and they are saying, Sheikh, you are late tonight
and things like that. Then I understood that this mosque was not his but that
he had brought it to us. But this sheikh was pleased with all the people when
they saw him and for about seven minutes greetings and sweets continued. My
eyes were once caught by Sheikh Khadar Saleh who stood with him! I have never
forgotten the shock that I felt that day, if shock was to die for me, I'm sure
it was me.



So, Khadar Salah is a man
we know well and has been a client of ours for two years, and I think I have
shaved my hair a hundred times. He even knows my face and if he sees me, he
greets me and starts a joke and a story with me. It is possible in front of
Sheikh Abu Tafseer. Then they get to know each other and the story expands.
Now, both of them are busy and they are very friendly. And I'm standing in the
back or the back and I'm confused whether to leave or not. Whenever the
situation is bad for me, what I calm down are religious scholars who think they
are better than other people and you will not face discrimination and
prejudice.

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The table just fell off
the carpet in the living room and there was water and some broken glasses in
it!

At one point, she called
out: "Allah Sawday, the man broke the vessel." A spear seems to be
going into my back, and that is the little thing that brought me home! I don't
know when I turned away, but I saw myself praying! I'm telling you to keep
quiet brother who is fixing it now. By God's command, a big person stood at the
door and I bowed down to the little one. I looked up and gasped and relieved
when I saw that it was Sawda. I jumped up and said: Dear, I pulled the table
and covered the bed. She was shocked and she was speechless or shocked!



I felt dear that I said
it without crying, it was the first time I said such a thing. Hey hey she said
to me: I will fix it so sit down. They left me with her and the little girl. A
little later, Sawda came back with a towel and something to collect the broken
cup. Then she started her work and I was watching her naked beauty. Every now
and then a fantasy picture comes to my mind, like Sawda cooking in the kitchen
and me chopping onions and potatoes. And then the onion that I cried with and I
have a friend, my hands are not clean to wipe my tears, and she wipes me with
her handkerchief.



When she finished the
place, she said to me: Mom and Dad, I'm going to teach you, after a while it
will come to you, so keep going! I said I was not in the mood. I have to do
everything because of you. I hear the words of her father saying: Naa son did
not drink tea or drink before and something like that. When you come to drink
it seems that the angel who took the soul is waiting for you in the room.
Hello, I heard an old man and a woman standing at the door of the room.



She is also behind Sawda
who is standing behind the two of them. "Uncle, it's safe," I said,
"go ahead" as I stood up. The older man, who has a big beard and a
big beard, has at least two mosques and a mosque. The woman is still silent. To
my right, he filled a seat for two! The woman and Sawda sat in the chair where
you are sitting alone, opposite us.



When he said that, I was
very surprised and I realized that Abu Tafseer is the most famous shaykh of
Tafseer in the country and I know his name but I have not seen him directly
yet. I was immediately surprised by the way I cut my hair and the way I dress,
which is something Abu Tafseer cannot come across. He added that this is my
wife, Sawda's mother's name is Uma Abbas. I mean, are you with the family of
the Prophet's companions or are you with the Somali people? The lady and the
girl are not saying anything and they are speaking in their language and mine.
Until now, the honorable man is talking about religion and morals and he could
not stop talking. Is there a mosque in this place?



As he was driving, he
said: Uncle, the family is not alive, mother and father. I said yes uncle. You
can feel my fear and asking me about my family and other things is another
problem. Then he said to me: uncle, have a good study while he got up, he said:
I will get ready in about 15 minutes and I will take you to this car, drink
your drink. Hey hey uncle I repeat! That Sunday, between himself and the way he
walks like a standing elephant is anything but. He left us, but the aunt is
sitting with Abbas. He didn't have 15 minutes to promise and he left us. So,
Sawada, when will we see each other?



The old man is a sheikh
and a religious person wants to marry our daughter. There is nothing else he
wants from you in this world, but change your face and shave your hair like a
Muslim. I see Sawada's face has changed a lot and she is against the way things
are going, but her parents can't talk back. On the other hand, I have shown
myself to be a good person, that is, they are a religious family, scholars, and
I do not face discrimination from the tribe when they know my family. On the
other hand, I realized that my girlfriend and I are not having a good time. I
am listening to your mother's words, uncle, we are leaving, are you ready?



I was waiting for the
woman to say no and she jumped back and said: yes we are done! And we are
talking about Sawda, I mean, where else is the old man taking me? How do things
work here?

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She said to me: we can
meet the problem but you did not come to our neighborhood on Friday. Our
neighborhood! Naa bro are you crazy to come home like this?



Be that as it may, the
days are ticking by, and the Friday of the appointment is getting closer. I
also have several issues burning my heart, including these. I think frantically
about what I might encounter in the family's neighborhood when I go. Kollay,
you know a Somali neighborhood when you go there. But one thing that bothers me
is that they ask me about my identity or my tribe. Madaba, who comes from a
marginalized ethnic group, is a challenge for me and Sawda. I am comfortable
with who I am, I believe that people are equal but unfortunately others do not
see us that way.



Although I don't know
Sawda Maal's tribe, I can guess from the neighborhoods she lives in that she
comes from the clans that enjoy our oppression. In any case, I will not hide my
community, if Sawda's family asks, I will tell them. I asked myself another
question that if you earn Sawda's love, how can you unite in life? Do their
families accept them? If they accept what is left for you? These are questions
that really stuck with me when I couldn't find an answer. Other things that are
weighing on me include what I have to take as a gift to Sawda on Friday night
and my first meeting.



Kollay's meeting that
night will decide the future of me and Sawda. It should be a date night where I
can tell her more and earn more. I am in the position of a presidential
candidate who is convincing the public on Friday as they voted. Everything
remains as it is on Thursday afternoon and tonight is Friday. I went to the
mall and bought a watch as a gift for Sawda. It was indeed a watch that I was
paid a lot of money for, but the wrist that wears it is the wrist that deserves
it the most. And I'm dressed like a kid tonight. My emotions were mixed with
joy and shock. I called her phone and as she was waiting, she jumped up
"Brother Munir, how are you?" I said in a low voice, is it Sawda that
you are talking about now? Ilayn was only talking to me and she said to me
again: can't you hear me brother?



I called Sawda and told
him to stop outside as I am going through the neighborhoods. She said to me: I
see you moving forward! And do you see me through the window? The little girl
is in front of the house, come in brother. Is it enough to carry the melon
cloth? Yes brother. Hey. The little one ran in front of me and said: brother
Sawda said to me: take that boy. She is a little girl Masha Allah about 6 or 7
years old. While I sat in the seat called Kadalob to compare myself and talk to
him, I said: what is your name brother? She said to me: Qadan, why are you
sitting on the street, come to the living room, it is being repaired all day!

I said: while I was
laughing, I was called Munir, good learning, while I extended my hand to greet
him. Then we followed each other, with her holding my hand, we came to the
house.



When I came in like that,
I encountered something shocking that I did not expect. It is a young man with
a mobile phone standing in the house. Then I stand up and he looks at me hard
and I look at him in shock. Juuk didn't tell me that we didn't turn away from
him, but his eyes were burning so much that I couldn't say anything! The
younger one who was the messenger looked at both of us one by one, then she
pulled me by the hand and said: come, brother, this is the sitting room. I went
to the living room with my son.

I sat in the room sweating
and shocked and amazed! I expect an ugly situation to happen tonight. The tips
are gone now I just have to wait for everything. The younger one said to me:
Sisug brother Sawda is coming for you and I called you but she said. As soon as
she left, I saw that I was in the closet with her boots and I forgot about
myself! I jumped up from the seat to quickly take off his shoes before the
adults came in on me.

I pulled the jumper over
to a table full of cups and drinks. The table just fell off the carpet in the
living room and there was water and some broken glasses in it!

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I am running out of time
and I am in a hurry so call me now and I am waiting for you.

In the afternoon, I
called Sawda's number. It's about two in the afternoon. I have a lot of fear
and anxiety, and I don't know what to say to me and what to do with you. He
whispered two or three times, and then I heard the precious voice saying hello!
Yes brother, isn't it Sawda? Yes, who is your brother? He is Munir's brother.
Who is Munir? Will she reject you or play with you? Brother, do you really know
Munir, or are you kidding me? You are an adult, tell us what you want, we don't
know Munir or Ali! After that, I ran into a lot of people and got confused, but
I didn't hesitate to take advantage of the opportunity.



I said: brother, I am the
boy you wrote your number to at school this morning, are you pretending or is
this the real you? Dear brother, is it you! Please, you are calling someone
else's voice to me, and I don't care about anything and I ignore you. I was
instantly shocked and relieved that I was just recognized. I said to him:
brother, am I the one who made the promise before and in this situation? I'm
fine bro, how about you? Thank God, I also told him back. I don't know where
else to start, I kept quiet for a while and waited for her. What silenced you
brother did I hear or is it my ears? While I was thinking about that, a
question came to my ears, which was directed towards Sawda.



I had a colleague, so
tell me what happened and you talked to me? Oh brother, did this work keep you
busy, come to the end and I'm sorry. May brother, I can talk to you, send your
news. I was lying on the bed and I was holding the bed, I was standing at the
window and I saw myself on the phone in the small room of 4 meters. I said:
Brother Sawda, until today, since the first time I saw you, you have not left
my heart. I feel inside that there is a lot of desire on your part, and my
heartbeat seems to be calling your name, Sawda, Sawda.



Everyone I see passing
by, the eyes and the mind are looking at you. And the last few days when I
leave school, I spend time in my room and I don't go to work or the market. I
just keep the memory of your sight in the room that I saw at school. If I go
out to the market to be surrounded by other people and noise and the memory of
your image and beauty will disappear from me, I will refuse. And that's why I'm
in the room day and night.



When I was passing by, I
was alone and I was sad and I was dying, I heard the words of Sawda. She says:
Wow, we haven't known each other for four days, when did all this happen? I
said: inside the soul of a person, something that happens outside for many
years happens in one hour, and this or more makes my heart, my chest, and my
mind. And that's why I'm talking to you, seeing myself as a gas station on fire
and seeing you as a fire truck driver. So now, whether you put out the fire or
not, I will tell you, Sawda. Welcome to the speech, that's all for me.



Sawda then spoke as if
she had finished one Hindi film. And she said: O Munir, brother, I know that
love is something that everyone experiences, so why should I trust you and what
you are telling me about their truth? That question was really hard for me and
I was trying to figure out what to tell her. Then I said: I will do everything
you can trust me, so what do you want me to do so that you can trust me? It
seems that Aam has skimmed the question, but what she is going to say to me
also has its weight.



Sawda said: two years
ago, a boy told me that he wanted me in love and something like that. When he
left me for a while, I agreed to have a relationship with him and I took
everything with him. I have become a loyal lover who always puts him first.
After that everything changed and he caused me a lot of trouble and heartbreak.
When he saw that he had my heart, he destroyed me as he wanted. In the end I
left her, it was very difficult for me to leave her. For almost a year now, I
have been a patient in a doctor's office. I forgot about good and bad or
anything that happened between us.



For a long time, I was
unable to open a relationship with someone because I was a victim of love. And
now I don't want to be reassigned to the ward again brother Munir. And that's
why I tell you why I trust you. Like some people, I don't want to simply tell
you that I don't accept you because I know love and its difficulties, and if I
don't talk to you honestly and accept you, it's difficult. But we have to
satisfy each other. If you leave, I convince you to go, and if you stay, I
convince you to stay. Because the biggest injury that can be inflicted on
someone is to have their heart broken, even if it comes from someone they love.



I stopped talking and
said: brother, I am worried about what you are talking about. And I don't know
what to tell you to trust me now, I only know that I want you out of the
ordinary. But can one do it, so that we can find a solution for both of us? Yes,
let it go, she said. I said: give me some time to get to know each other, that
will make it easier for us to get to know each other and trust each other or
not. We can also find out whether we understand each other or not by our
attitudes.



She welcomed that idea
and said: We will look at it, God willing. I said its okay brother for the
first meeting, what if we see each other on Friday? And Friday is four days
away. She said to me: we can meet the problem but you did not come to our
neighborhood on Friday. Our neighborhood! Naa bro are you crazy to come home
like this?

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