ter of three brothers. She lived very happily in her home. I was engrossed in my life. I was also beautiful and cheerful.
Interest in boys:
I have all my friends. She was very rich. Her family accepted her every word. My friends had their own mobiles. They used to do all kinds of fashion. Lived in all kinds of fashion. She was very friendly with the boys. She is talking to many boys very well. As if I knew him. But I never showed interest in the boy.
Preparation for going to the village:
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Then once it happened we made a plan to go to the village where my aunt used to live. We left for the village the next day, and within a few hours, we reached the village aunt's house.
The love story was very beautiful:
And now he was young. And he was very beautiful to look at. Because I had only seen him as a child. And I was looking at him now. And he was very beautiful. He was very happy to see my love story. He was also surprised to see me. Because I had become very beautiful before. My cousin's snake was Jawad. His way of talking and smiling won my heart.
The love story was very beautiful:
And now he was young. And he was very beautiful to look at. Because I had only seen him as a child. And I was looking at him now. And he was very beautiful. He was very happy to see my love story. He was also surprised to see me. Because I had become very beautiful before. My cousin's snake was Jawad. His way of talking and smiling won my heart.
Marry my love story:
No, did he ever see me like that? No, I just got lost in his words and I forgot to think if he would marry me when I was worthy of him. Yes. Will he adopt me? Will he marry me? Will he be mine? Love story. Then we returned to my aunt's house for two days. Jawad's words and memories started bothering me a lot, and then I got bored and gave the answer number from my brother's phone
love story My chat with Jawad:
I took out my brother's mobile with great difficulty. Now I got Javad's number and started talking to him every time. Now only Jawad was concerned. And the time used to pass in talking to him. When it was necessary to talk in those hours. And she used to talk only to him. My habit of love stories had become my addiction. And Javed also started talking to me. I liked to praise myself on everything that I heard from his mouth.
Then one day
But Jawad used to talk to me as a cousin and a friend. But I fell in love with him. Then one day he was able to send a message like that, who is the most beloved and dearest. I said Jawad, but he said love story. I love someone else very much. And he also loves me. Loves a lot. We are not without each other, I used to talk to you as my cousin and good friend.
Crazy in Love:
love story
Then my friends told me. That you should talk to their boys. will forget you. I was mad at his words, he started talking to the boys and so on. I started getting interested in them then it was my friend's birthday. I went there and a boy also came there. He used to see me every two minutes. Then when I started back the love story. So he called me from behind and told me that I like you very much. I said that you would be friends with me, otherwise, I would not know you, how can there be friendship.
love story friendship with me:
This boy's name was Hamza, he said, believe me. I like you very much. Make friends with me then I left quickly. And after going home, she called her friend and told me everything. She started saying that she has eyes for you. You think about it. I said love story in reply. How can I sleep like this? Whom I don't even know then how can I love him. And how can he be my friend?
Rong love story number:
One day I got a call from a wrong number. I listened and said, "Please don't hang up. I'm Hamza. He swore to me. I couldn't hang up. He said such things to me that I don't know how to approach him." He became inclined,
then just like that, our conversation started to die, we started talking on the message and started making love stories on the call. He swore to me that he would die. Also forgot
Now Hamza's family was very happy, but there was talk of a relationship with his first love, when I heard Jawad's call, he said, Amna, forgive me, that girl was a liar. I listened silently to him. They were also crying, but the family members had prepared my relationship from here.
Congratulations:
That I lost him but Hamza also called love story and he said to me congratulations, we have become each other. Hamza gave me a lot of love. After a few months we got married. They were very happy