I stay at the foot of my love

I reached the age of puberty, slowly I recognized bad from good, I had a suitor after the age of fourteen, but my father, although he was old, had given me the authority, but I still did not feel so much love, in short, at the age of 25 But I was not like always. One day after hearing that the public boy had come to propose, I was happy. Hamid, a tall green boy with black eyes and a reputation that had won the hearts of all the girls in the family. Our house was reaping for the candidate of the game. I went and opened the reaper. He was more handsome than ever. He looked around. He kissed me quickly. We went to the old house. It was not like now. Having a nap other than me and Hamid Hamid blinked and said, "Go, I went to the yard." He came and hugged me. He was walking with me. I was satisfied, but I was in his arms. I was satisfied for the first time. What a pleasure. Hamid kissed me. He said, "I love you very much. My eyes are gone, but not in Hamid's hand. Six months after the wedding night, everyone is happy, and I am most happy that tonight I am leaving forever. In Hamid's life, I am leaving safely. In short, the ceremony was over. Hamid and I went to our house. I went and kissed him. He was not in bed at that time. She showed me a green body and a muscular chest. I kissed her and told her to hurry up. I can not stand it anymore. She paused in her pants. He throws his head down and cries and says, "God, Rana, do not disgrace me. Come closer to me, he said, "No, we will not even have children." I was wearing make-up. I was getting mental. He said, "I was in pain. What can I say? I shook my head and threw it down." He laughed. I put my virginity and not having children on my neck and after all these years I still love Hamid and I leave him with a white shroud.