My parents flew back to Algeria and once more i was in the lonesome state.
Edga got too busy with weddimg plans until he could not eat properly.His mother helped him eat like a kid with threats
I was also busy giving details of things here and there and also was held hostage in the house they didnt want me to be hurt or fall ill before my wedding.
My mother in law to be was teaching me on how to be a good wife.a repetition of what she had taught me earlier.
Welcomed and unwelcomed visitors kept calling at our door every day and kept congratulating us
I soon joined the wedding association to get to know the facts about love and marriages i wanted to give Edga the best feeling he had ever felt.
His mother was quite happy with the progress she was looking forward to the wedding day
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RomanceLove is like talent and intimacy is the practice that makes love perfect follow the story of Peninah and Edga and make the clear path
