It's the story telling of my life,
this is a continuation of the story part#6
after getting permitions form her sister, we set of toward our destinations. But I feel no diferent from she in comparison with the fist meeting, it makes me curious, and during my travels occasionaly triend to look at she
face in a way I looked back, because too often I look back, unconsciously we almost entered in a city that is beside the road. But we are still protected by Allah SWT. and I also paused, ask how if anyoneis injured or not, and Thank God there were not injuries at all, since the incident I decided to focus attentions to the road that lies ahead, while the heart is still dag dig dug, upon ariving we were on the beach at the water sea with his friend's, and I tried to aiproach she, but she refused to close to me.after a few hours opn the beach and we decided to go home. But from that moment until the next day and keeping me still confused, how can a women who can make my heart flowering at the first metting changed dramatically during the meeting for the second time. Actually a little bit of doubt, this person or not, why the difference?
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