Love of The Internet #Part 7

Love of The Internet  (Love Story)    I woke up to the words of my mother, my younger sister is at home: the boy who goes to school has not made breakfast.

‘‘Love of The Internet’’ 💍♥

 ️Part 7

(Love Story)


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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Love of The Internet  (Love Story)    I woke up to the words of my mother, my younger sister is at home: the boy who goes to school has not made breakfast.

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