The bitterest acquaintance

Hello, I hope all my loved ones are well. I am an epic and I am XNUMX years old and I live in London. I have been here for twenty-seven years. I went to Iran with my family three times. I saw my compatriots, but I do not have happy memories. Let me explain to you, but first of all, I apologize for the lack of writing and spelling and spelling mistakes, because I do not know Persian properly. Secondly, I type this text from my mobile phone. I always dreamed of marrying a Muslim boy with the same language as me. Someone who follows the etiquette like me. He seemed to be a very religious man. In short, what an ideal man I imagined was that I was in Iran every day for a month. He used to complain about his financial situation and always asked me for him.I would call and I would do this because I liked him and we even had sex with him on the phone. He was still very early. Sometimes we had sex on the phone. I am next year, when I went, we saw Iran again and I introduced it to my mother. She also introduced me to her family. She had a very simple family and a simple life, but with special love and intimacy, we went for a walk. He would hug me and touch the Qur'an that I love him. The boy was not very lustful. He did not touch my chest or kiss me, but I did not allow him to do either. Give me your e-mail password. I want to see. I gave him a dance clip of myself and other girls. I e-mailed a friend. It was a wedding party. He saw and took it. And he had said a thousand ugly words to me in front of my family, because my mother-in-law also heard about it My friend disgraced me and left me alone that you are not a good girl. My family does not want you and if any woman is as fearless and simple as you, I will never get married. Her words were very annoying to me. I cried to myself many times that I was very stupid and that he was backward and did this job with several girls only for money and promised to get married. Now an Afghan has proposed to me and lives here with his family. He looks like a good boy. What should I decide because I have no credibility with the time and its people? My words were well spread. I apologize to all my compatriots for this.