I really wanted to be the bride of her house, just as I am the mistress of her heart, the mistress of her house.
Early in the morning she would see his moon-like face and at night she would see his innocent face in her eyes, absorb its fragrance in her breath and go to the valley of sleep.
There was a strong desire to offer prayers and perform Tahajjud under his leadership.
I really wanted to follow in his footsteps
To do his own work ...
To cook for him
Drink a cup of tea with him every evening
To get wet together in the rain
Waiting for him and when he gets a little late, get upset about it and then celebrate his love.
He shared every pain and suffering
To prove the truth
But desires are desires.
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