
Chapter One
I kissed my mother's kind face several times in a row. She was crying so much that her eyes were drooping, my hand
I put a ring on his shoulder: Wow, you are traveling to Kandahar, I do not want to go, are you doing this? Every day a few days
I'm going to take a break, I'm going to visit you, you know that I've badly bitten one of you, baby's grandmother,
I do not want to stay away from you too long.
My mother wanted to smile but she couldn't. She wiped the tears from the corner of her scarf. Daddy laughs out of his pocket
He took a handkerchief: Take it, darling, your scarf has germs, don't you want to get trachoma and make me miserable, you have and you don't have two
You have Shahla's eyes, do you want to take the same from me?
My mother, as usual, remembered her grief and sorrow, took a handkerchief with her sweetness and charity, and dried her eyes: OK
Hatef, are my eyes just beautiful?
Baba secretly said something in Mom's ear that first turned red and then I fainted with laughter.
My mom said: What did Dad say he was so happy?
My mother gave him a beautiful frown: Wow!?! The children are also old children.
Toranj Labvar Chid: It is ugly for two people to talk on the phone
Turang bit his lip: O voyeur girl!
Toranj threw his hand around my waist: Termeh Joon, when I go, I get bored. I miss him very much.
I put my hand around his slim waist: Study carefully so that he can come to me in two years.
I'm alone there, if you are by my side, my heart will be less, just give me a good study, like a child!
When I said this, I hated it, how much I loved my sister, I wish we were not separated, the voice of my driver help
He threw me out of my thoughts: Tehran travelers ....
My mother called me again: I will sacrifice you, Termeh Joon, be very careful with yourself. When you arrive, call me.
I relieved him: Surely Soodi Joon should not worry.
Baba hugged me: I am ashamed that ...
I did not let him finish his words: winter is passing, black remains on coal, do not think about it.
The bergamot next to my ear screamed so loudly that I jumped half a meter into the air: that one is fresh.
The infidel came! I pressed my teeth so that Saddam would not fall!
I mean, it was another time and we were somewhere other than the terminal, I taught him a lesson so that he would not forget it for a lifetime.
My eardrum was still whistling. I just did not want to catch his last breath so that I could suffer the pangs of conscience myself, and tears.
Let me put the tail of the musk on Ms. Teghari.
With the arrival of Shab, whose name was really fitting, Turang lost his hands and feet and started laughing. I left.
I approached him and said: Snake venom, useless painting, collect your hands and feet.
He smiled and laughed, my heart cooled. I thought I forgot how he observed me, poor thing, and he was careful not to give up.
I will not make a mistake. I thought I did not understand that my throat was stuck in front of Shadab. A child had gone to Lak! I saw that God was not pleased when
To leave a bad memory of myself, I slowly told him: If you are a good brother, maybe I will think about the situation, of course, condition
And there are difficult conditions ....
The sting opened up to the ear. The driver's help came again. Baba and Turang left my suitcase and sack and handed it to my body.
The order was not a bargain. The order was behind the order, as if I were a clumsy girl with no supply.
He can't even lift his nose.
Poor Shadab was no less than me.
His mother was giving advice and, in her own words, the last wills with her thick Shirazi accent.
It was shed and it was about to become full when I reached him: I kissed Shadab Jon Mamano and said goodbye to Baba, now
The bus is starting and I have to run after him with a broken neck, but he will feel sorry for us and brake and bite us.
کنه.
Hurd laughed and his mother stopped advising.
It could have left me at any moment. No matter what I say, I would have left myself. Until that moment, twenty-four hours in a row.
I was away from my family and now I have to say goodbye to them for at least a few weeks.
He was saying goodbye ?! I should have brought up the matter sooner, and you were crying so much that his head was missing.
First, I said goodbye to Turang. I kissed his rough face: Can I kiss you once and you have corrected me ?!
I messed up her thick and happy hair, she did not object for the first time.
He came, showing his masculine shoulders perfectly.
I was careful: Be careful, girls, don't get upset ... You've been very handsome lately!
He brought his mouth to my ear: I sit at the table of the one who looks to my left-eyed sister.
I listened firmly: a big mistake! Jealousy of playing in Niar, which I do not like at all.
He put his hand on her waist: In short, I'm paying attention to you there, do not think you went to Haji Haji Mecca!
How much I missed her .... After that, Toranj became my little high school sister. Her big and beautiful eyes were full.
There were tears: Toranj Joon, promise not to bring our equipment into my room.
Toranj laughed and Turang intervened: A child does not promise not to act.
I did not say anything and kissed the bergamot. I was the same height and size, but we did not look alike. You have a delicate and lovely face.
He had, without any flaws, he was thin and thin. He was beautiful and charming, and he was very self-satisfied! Both his form and his morals
And her behavior was a copy of my aunt's principle ... God bless my mother's sixteen-year-old sister-in-law twenty-four
The clock was in front of his eyes and I still do not know how long it will be like this.
It was my dad's turn, it turned out he was very controlling himself: I wish I could come to you and give you a samoni so I can imagine
Be relieved. But you know how busy I am.
I knew very well, I jumped at his words: I am not a child, I can pull my hair out of the water myself.
There is a date, so what are you sad about?
Baba is not a good craftsman at all, when he plays a movie, he is a superfluous person. It was clear if he would talk to him in two minutes.
I burst into tears, I kissed her quickly and went to Soodi Joon: Soodi Joon, cry, not me.


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