-bua was there asking the bride lado if she wanted to have something , coffee with fresh newspaper , sipping her coffee lad realised she was feeling rather lonely and sad , trying to focus her mind on reading she finished her cup , the dark dusk had entered the rooms adding more sadness to her mood, she came back to her own room leaving the hall empty with her empty cup and newspaper, she had never felt like this before , she waited for her mother to return, there was a knock on the door, she turned to look for her mother but it was mazhar, a completely changed man , sometimes dreamers dream the dreams and discover the real is before them presented by life and they treasure the real because they are more precious than the dreams
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