Abdur Rahman is the first wing. Sweet savour within the rind of the man is alive after marriage at least some day, he gives the impression. His variance is time to time--where the source is --in whole body or within the flesh? He has got married just few days ago. About the font of the aroma is being searched; but it is moving mysterious for the time being.
The second wing is Laila Mou. She is to trace the decision map,actually she has not though about the marriage yet. Her parents showed much curiosity to the figure and personality like Abdur Rahman. As so the task of wedding is terminated as a whole. Think and thought is the out of the value for her being a elegant and one for. She is tittering mood still now.
Man has to comprehend positive something like that thought. By the ups and downs of the two spouses sides, again the period of fifteen has ran away. It is the introduction section called. As the Bash has a knot, so it is trampled with oil-the ape oil ride that tree -- the termination of the life myth will be resulted by the Catholic feat of getting down and up. These Bash myth as a part of humanities is worth of rehearing in the moon-ray -glove within shell afraid. Zero, is the result must.
One sort of practice needed must for the such kind of speech team. Abdur Rahman is the lighter of the seven century. His mind is dry and outspoken like the instrument of a bitter dress.
'said 'is the first dialogue, 'no 'is the second conversation. Laila Mou, ever green chiaroscuro leaf. Her build is a thermometer seemed.
It is not possible for me to retain the inclination of this girl. Though it is without usages informed to this per man.
Firstly illustration may provide. Abdur Rahman is clicked at the time of equipping tea, the shallow - dish is jumped down from the hand of the maniac for the origin of the harrow, incaution. What is ensuing, keep aside is to say to Laila Mou off and on.
Then it is seized to mind - grandmother wanted to call her born to death name Jahanara --is soul appropriate. When Abdur Rahman went to the nearest tea stall to take tea the idle talkative and customer leaving the place to intimidated mood --is the answering question, perhaps the described person has love and respect over him. The mother-in -low received cordially of least away --it is empathized nothing for the smooth world. The noon and the evening is twinkling and resounding with deep within deep invocation--man. Even in the spring there has been swimming much crow. The monitor of the eye skimmed the most --the cultivation of the mustard seed. Of late, the bee box is set up by the mustard field by the abetment of new comer N. G. O. The mustard from moon -ray, the honey from mustard. Then honey flows for the fox. The queen bee is is at box always.; The labor bee does not have the power of progenitor,but their have much working power. Abdur Rahman adores honey. Laila Mou 's color of the surface is as lack-day with milk,her teeth are much more satisfactory as the broken rice.
Wrong is always born in the stomach of the qualm. Lustrous the mustard beyond the horizon. Have back Abdur Rahman caught Laila Mou's shoulder by his hand like a blind. Did the sweet stern stench of the flesh attract the nostril of the panther! Laili Mou kept himself busy to free the glow - worn that was detained in the dress arena seeming twinkleing lighter of the port. Abdur Rahman yearns for biting by the shoulder of the virgin married wife in the moment of mysterious motion. It is easy to come to mind by the help of the mustard -feeling swooning once.
The result does not come into view usually follow the straight line. Abdur Rahman is the out of the sense because of the conceal mood talking the fire --fly by his hand. Is the Laila Mou azure fairly?
Source story :Siraz Salikeen
Translation work :Emranor Reja
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