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– Dad. Ahmed still goes everywhere accompanied by me. I will have to go with him and hand over this phone.

«That’s exactly what I wanted to hear from you. Go. They went out. It was Sunday morning. A woman was waiting for them in the store. She looked Amir up and down. And without saying anything, she left the store with the purchased phone. They went out separately. Sultana was so happy about the new phone, as if she had been offered an offer.

– «My God, you’re so happy.

– Yes. It is just that no one has given me anything for a long time, and I have not been out for so long.

– Soon you will have a new life.

– Do you think so?

– I am sure of it.

Sultana’s stay with these people had a beneficial effect on her condition. She perked up, revived and became even more beautiful. The kind people who gave her such a huge help by hosting her, and moreover, they did even more for her by deciding to update her wardrobe, and the host did it personally. Sultana gave her all the money she had. – You need to look good. You have such a fiance. I will help you! And she looked merrily at Sultana.