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He placed the dish on a tray with unique wooden carvings. Havva

avva. "Thank you again. I hope your wife enjoys the food. Then excuse me," said Havva politely. He tried to smile at Irlan. Even though at this time he was very sleepy and tired. Because after washing clothes, I immediately cook food. "My name is Irlan," said Irlan casually looking at the blue-brown eyed girl. "Excuse me Mr Irlan." Havva shouted quickly as he stepped

iately turned around and walked quickly away from the man who was completely unimportant t

rassed to face a handsome man like me," Irlan grinned very seductively. Irlan went out of the kitchen carrying a tray. "Oh! You took so long, darlin

licious?" Bilqis couldn't believe it, her eyes widened as she enjoyed the date juice that was now sliding down her throat. "I saw for myself she cooked that food," said Irlan as her hand snatched the date juic

fall in love like this with that girl," Irlan said in his small heart as his thin lips smiled. A heart tha

a woman with long hair who was enjoying food. Irlan loves Bilqis. Just that. He is not good at seducing Bilqis, because he doesn't love Bilqis a

Bilqis. "Hold on. Sit for thirty minutes, then go to sleep," Irlan advised gently. He turned over in his sleep and closed his eyes in t

yed because of him!" Mahmud snapped with a hardened face. "You stupid!" The curse came out clearly and Mahmud left without feeling. Havva just stared at his father who was looking down limply. Meanwhile the mother is now hugging Havva. "Father tried to close the sheep pen, but one sheep ran away and disappeared after searching and was never seen," said the mother in the ear of her only child. "Isn't that your father's job?" Havva asked looking at her father and then back at her mother for an answer. "Yes, that's Maryam's job, my sister, but father wants to help her," answered Jihan, stroking his son's arm. He tried to calm down Havva's emotions, his beloved child. "Daddy, I'll take you to your room, okay?" Havva said softly. He knew that at this time his father must be very tired. The sixty year old man could only carry him into the room I'm tired, stop working. I'll try to work harder. Don't worry about me and mom. Besides, dad can do whatever he likes "Go straigh