The young man would say so. But listen, my lord, this girl is my shady wife. This elderly her father We have been our shadi a long time ago. I am happy to sleep together. Amma is the mother of three children. There was no souvenir as the ideal masonry. I was her husband, her deep love on me always

Earlier this month, he was sick. I have been able to show the best known doctor. I started eating the invitation letter. My store jum stood on the head. Wife's illness does not want to cure. He began to weaken day by day. After a few days, the incidence of fever is a little weak, but not completely left. I did not taste anything. Nothing can be eaten. Ghasaghus fever almost lingers throughout the day.

One day I said, I do not want to eat anything. If you can see if you can get it, then get it.

But I did not get any kind of apple in the whole market. Then my only try, how to make her better, how to keep her happy, and how she smiles on her face.

At night I thought I would go to apple gardens in the morning. Although it is not apple time, yet one can catch up to four apples in a tree.

I did not run out of dawn. I turned to many gardens. But no, there is no apple on the tree. At last, the old owner of a garden said, "It is very difficult to get the apple in time." You will not find anywhere in the search. Only one can be found in the big market in Basra. There are some fruits in there. But I have heard that the apple is not sold for ordinary people's food. All goes to the Khalifa Palace.