Bitter as poison XNUMX

Hello, this is a semi-real story. I hope you like it. Yalda was lying on her stomach. Her eyes were round and innocent. He obviously remembered that as a teenager he never imagined that one day he could live without even a family member. The atmosphere in the room was very breathtaking and depressing for him, but alas, there was no escape from this prison. The city of Gilan was studying art. His family left Tehran for Gilan to see him. Unaware that Azrael was waiting for them on the road, with the death of his family, Yalda was left alone. By the way, Yalda was in the same special state of body. She was lying on her back and staring at the corner of the room. Suddenly she felt a certain heat in her vagina. Yalda said with special regret that I apologize, Mr. Parsa I will make up for it, Parsa, I hope Yalda had to endure these ironies because of the fate of Yalda's days. But the family's help was cut off and the relief committee's money did not cover Yalda's expenses. That one day, when he got on the bus and was selling supplies, he looked up at two of his classmates and saw a cold sweat on his forehead. They targeted Yalda's small and sad heart. Yalda's prostitution started from her friendship with Bahar. She always said, "Yalda, what is your situation?" Prostitution is a forced torment. Well, this is the world, but Parsa was one of Yalda's constant customers. Doda was XNUMX years old with a very rich family who came to Yalda Parsa at least twice a week because of Yalda's special beauty. He was a good man. He came to Yalda a lot. It was bad language. With the support of Parsa, Yalda was still studying at the university and rented a house for Yalda. Yalda went home and, as usual, took a bath. The diamond of the poem was to say goodbye to you bitterly, mother, when you left, my heart did not close for a second. Now, as if it were Yalda's day, this poem showed well. Bitter as snake venom The end of the first part of the ecstatic writer Samiar wrote