Mother what are you saying, you don't need my permission ypto speak to me, she was hurt
The matter isn't about taking permission but it's about its delicate nature, most probably you shall feel bad her tone was rather serious
I assure you I won't feel bad you just speak up what's on your mind she tried to convince her mother
Dear you do know it your abbu was a most honest and self respected man , we ate enough but never did we ever swallow any morsel earned dishonestly or gotten from beggary or robbery
You too keep me well fed or half fed but the food must be gotten from honest sweat and dignity
She had recovered from the private clinic treatment and the room conditioning
Don't you worry at all I got a NGO to help me out in your case
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