✿═══════════════✿ Winged wings Part :27 https://mihraskoduvally123.blogspot.com/2023/05/blog-post.html ✿═══════════════✿ https://instagram.com/she.is.dream.maker?igshid=ZGUzMzM3NWJiOQ== https://www.instagram.com/invites/contact/?i=o7hsgxz71i40&utm_content=8ex74zs He had to hear many things from his unconscious mother and other relatives who were there like a criminal. At that time, the power of Karirum was the same for everyone's gaze.Every glance pierced his chest like an arrow... Unable to see her pain, Paradhi weeps inside, but calms herself down by pointing out that what she did wrong is what she deserved. "Sir, if everything is not clear, you will fix the rest... When papa said that from among them and patted me on the shoulder... my heart really broke. I hugged and cried. SubPa was comforting me. The congregation was dissolved after the accusations and scandals. They all went to their own song... (went on their way) Anyway, I thought and worried for so long, and if everything didn't turn out to be confusing, everything would be fine as my uncle said. The day passed without further conversation. However, after some time I enjoyed Uman's rice, curry and stew and ate one. To tell the truth, I am not more than the country than the house. People like meThe only thing that will be really missed will be Ooman's handiwork. After forgetting all the troubles for a while, when Umma served me....what can I say...my mind was full, then my eyes.....stomach. When it was morning, I took tea from Umm's hand and took my children with me and went to the room to see Uncle. (Kalanthan Haji) Upappa now leaves the room very rarely, eats and goes straight away. There is not much conversation with anyone. But once someone gets it, they don't let it go. In the past and now the Qur'an is dhikrum... but since long ago, uncle likes to tell stories.... We went straight and knocked on the Kathak (door) of the room. We sat under the bed. Uppa was sleeping when he saw us and sat up. "This is Rash's mon... When he saw Hisham, Uppa asked with a smile. (Last night because I couldn't sleep, I saw my dad and told him... that's why todayYou will understand the struggle of coming early in the morning with your children.) Uppa started talking like Hishaminot. "You know, man, I was there for eighteen years. It must be said that it took us back to those sweet old memories. I was getting there through a friend of mine and there was no good job at the time. However, I joined his company in a small post that was vacant for the time being. At first it seemed like it was gone... then that was itI must say that you are used to it. It's not a low job, the files of the superior officers there, the tea and the papers that are taken for them..... Oh... Needless to say, I will break in the middle and go to the room and make a bed. Sometimes I used to cry because I forgot to change the white dress. I'm not young either, and it's the first time I'm going far away from my mom and dad... Oh, but I don't feel like leaving.The feeling of what they all would think if he didn't tell the news) and when it all came together, he hung on and stood there. I can tell by his look that poor Kondoyon (the one who was taken away) feels sad whenever he sees me. But! Getting a job is a bit tough isn't it? Le. And always However, many companies came and went with me when I took leave from time to time, so after two or three years, I got a good job.Got it. We used to celebrate our free time with good friends in the new office. So one day we pitched a tent on the seashore at night as a team. There were many people. About eight (8) people slept two by two. There is no other way, Paramavati we will avoid girls because it is not good to take anything with them tonight. I was so used to being alone that I found it terribly difficult. I was out. It was a very cold timewas also It was so cold that I couldn't sleep outside. I walked a bit. I was afraid of planting a path, but I walked. It was also a beautiful moonless night. I had walked so far that I could not see our tents. Suddenly I noticed a person who was covered with a blanket and was alone. I walked towards it. They must have heard the footsteps and looked back.. Ya... It was a girl. I felt like this is the same in this country. Because well they faceThe arms and legs are hidden... but there is a small gap for the eye to see! Outsiders can't even see their eyes. I walked back thinking that I should not be afraid anymore. "Hey, can you hold on, I'm so scared someone's following me… When they told me, I looked around. No one was seen there. When I told them, they showed me a small shop that was closed. Ohh...I looked everywhere and felt that there was someone there. I sat next to her. I didn't know what to ask. Her moans were scaring me. By that time I had almost learned their language as it had been three and a half years. I searched things. She started telling each and every one of them. I am Naureen Farha and I am from here. But! My mother died at a young age. To take care of me, my father married someone else. Good at firstThey were looking at me and I was a slave there when I was not a good kid. If the tea heats up in between their slaps and bangs, it will also be poured on me. Every now and then they would come and they would treat me like this. In the meantime, Dad was hospitalized due to an accident. That's when they came to know that the house was in my name, and when they said that if they want to treat their father, they have to sign to transfer the house to their name.I did it. But! Everything that happened was the opposite. With that, I left the house without them looking at my father. I worked as hard as I could and paid the hospital bill every time. My studies stopped and I was starving and had no place to sleep. After work, I would go to the hospital and go back to work in the morning... One job was not enough. It had 'Te' School. From ten to twelve in the morningI spent there. When I am with the children, I forget half of my worries. It was a big class and two teachers and I had one Jawad Altaf with me. He was the one who saved me every time I made a mistake...my isolation and pain became our friendship...it grew and blossomed...at some point friendship gave way to love and then we just went there to see each other and talk... Meanwhile, DadDied. I couldn't go to the hospital anymore, after some inquiries I rented a small room and stayed there. It was an area where there were a lot of kids like me. Jawad will come there from time to time... And so the days passed. I went to his room early after work. Knowing the lock, I opened it and saw many things I should not have seen. And what about... his bad relationship with another guy who works in our same place... meThat's when I realized that he was cheating. Even though there are love stories between men and women in the length of the nut, when I saw it right in front of my eyes, I was completely devastated. They saw me open the door and left. I walked back. He came after me. After apologizing and saying that it will not happen again, I did not stop listening to his talks. The next day, I decided not to see him again, so I decided not to do the job. in his waysWalked away from everything. Changed the room. When I saw the relationship between the girl next to the new room and the guy (man) I saw in his room that day, I got the point. Anyway, when he got bored of that relationship, he probably kept me company. It's just that both of them keep another relationship without telling each other. I despised both of them. Those who can't even stick to one... What should we call them? However, they talked to each other and reached an agreementAnd he came again. I resisted... He is walking away saying that he will kill me. Afraid to go to the room. No one was there when he came here. Feeling like he's the only one there now, I have nowhere else to go. Her words with tears in her eyes hurt me a lot. I took her with me. Our tents were aimed. No idea what to do. But a poor girl did not want to be killed. "Ahh, everyone is gone now... I feel badfatigue Let me go to bed baby, I'll tell you the rest of the evening... "Oppapa, then what happened after talking to you.... Please, isn't it good Oppappa... "Eh... I've made my children sick. Papa has drunk all the medicine of sugar... So let's sleep for a while... Desperate and hopeful, I left the room with my children. to be continued ✍🏻mihras koduvally ▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪▪ ISHQE-MADEENA ◾◾◾◾◾◾◾◾◾◾◾