The old lady said, know the mother, the shopkeeper is the man of money. Otherwise, instead of a little kiss, you want to wear so many expensive sari cloths? And also at the age of Nawazian. Look good Not a little kiss. Get ready to agree, Mother. It's the first day of the day. If you are on the door, you will see that gold will fill you with grains.

But I swear to Allah that I swear by my husband. I will not be addicted to any other man. If my husband is not able to know me

How do you know, we will know, we are three Do not agree. Do not be late

I found it irresponsible. The words of the old woman grew up in tune with my voice. After that, it is imperative that you lose your sense of urgency. I agreed to the necessity. Turned towards the road. So that no one can see my face. Called nicob face. The man put his head down on the floor of the borak's floor and said. Let me kiss my head and kiss a necklace once. One kiss is about to eat So he pushed his head in two hands and tried to recover himself. But then he grabbed me in the clutches of animals. The cheeks are bitten with a tooth stronger. I scream in pain, I am The man could not cope with the fear of being assembled or unable to cope with me. I fell down unconscious too.

When I came back to know that I am lying on the bed of the old woman outside the shop, I am The blood is sprinkling bloody blood. Bright eye-to-eye screaming The shopkeeper has closed the shop and fled. Do not be sad, my mother, what happened in fate has happened. Now come back home. But be very careful. Pretending to be ill in bed. Do not let anyone see your cheeks I'll bring good oil. You will see that the scars are mixed in two days.

I walked fast and walked in the husband's room. Sit down and sit down. Someone really says the body is bad. Took the distance between the chest.