-another december was knocking softly in his yard ready to descend, one year had passed and hena had not returned , jamal had not contacted her nor had she him, -it was a sad evening, his mother entered the room and said she was old sick and her remaining breaths were few and limited , she wanted him to be happy, she wished him happiness in life and would choose another wife for him,
-he tried to paste a smile that was cold and stretched for long on his face to show his consent , to give his mother some peace and rest
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