Love stories in contact 18. Fascinating Caucasian love stories in VKontakte

Malika got married early - at the age of 15, so that even she herself did not have time to understand how it happened. During her wedding cousin, she liked a handsome guy from a neighboring village, and he came to the spring to see her. And her friend Marem, envious of the fact that such an enviable groom paid attention to Malika, carefully watched the couple a little to the side. Suddenly, quite unexpectedly for everyone, she shouted loudly: “Kug lazza! Kug lazza! (He took his hand! He took his hand!), although there was nothing like that. Why she did this remains a mystery. She probably wanted to disgrace Malika, but in fact it turned out that this involuntary “shame” was the reason that the stately handsome Shamil sent matchmakers to Malika that very evening. And the "dishonored" Malika married him, thinking that something terrible had happened.

Malika was pleased with her husband. Of course, rural life is not sugar, but Malika was accustomed to work from early childhood - to milk a cow and bake bread - everything was done by her effortlessly. And her husband ... loved her, despite the fact that she had been married for 5 years, she could not give him children. Only chores around the house and yard allowed her to forget and forget for a while about her misfortune. But every night she fell asleep with tears in her eyes and a prayer to Allah for a child.

That evening she prayed especially earnestly. She decided for herself that if this time it doesn’t work out, she won’t torment Shamil anymore and will go to her parents’ house. She offered him more than once to marry another, but he reassured her as best he could, not even allowing the thought of a second wife. “Even if we never have children, I will not marry another,” he ardently convinced her, “... we have a large family, it’s okay if I personally don’t have children. Others have - and that's enough, the Salamov family will not end with me.

But, despite such words of his, Malika could not allow her beloved, dear, native person remained childless. Therefore, she firmly decided for herself - she would wait another month - and that's it, go home ...

Allah heard her prayers, and a month later she suffered ... At first, she could not believe, and she was afraid to say, and she could not admit to herself that this had happened. Everyone listened to herself, everyone was afraid to say it out loud. And only when Shamil asked about it himself, noticing her slightly rounded belly, she answered: “Yes, it seems that I am pregnant.” Oh, how he circled her, how he rejoiced! What care and attention filled her days! He categorically forbade doing hard work and was looking forward to the birth of a child ...

What was the reason for the delay in the appearance of children is not clear, but since then, children in the family of Shamil and Maliki began to appear every year - as if from a cornucopia. Their house was filled with the voices of eight sons!

The happiness of Shamil and Maliki knew no bounds. In the depths of her soul, Malika dreamed of a girl, but she did not even dare to complain in private, as she was very grateful to Allah for the happiness sent to her!

The eldest son, Magomed, was the most playful and whimsical. Probably because his parents spoiled him the most, and all the other children were told that he was the eldest, he should be listened to, he should be respected and honored. He believed in his exclusivity and importance, and every now and then "pleased" his parents with his pranks.

His favorite trick was to hide somewhere for a long time and wait for his mother to start looking for him. “Moh1mad, k1orni, michah wu hyo? Hawad mother! Sa gaddella sa!" (Magomed, baby, where are you? Run to your mother! I miss you!) - Malika wailed, running around the yard, looking into all corners, but Magomed found a new place every time, and she never managed to find it. After tormenting her for some time, he jumped out of hiding with wild cries, and then they laughed together for a long time ...

... On the outskirts of the village of Goiskoye, the corpses of those killed during the "anti-terrorist operation to capture militants" in the village of Komsomolskoye were dumped into a huge pit. The unfortunate dug in this pit, looking for among the disfigured corpses of their loved ones and relatives, so dear and beloved, with whom they were yesterday ...
... Among all, a middle-aged woman stood out, with a face tied with gauze and mournful eyes, in which, it seemed, all the sadness of the world was reflected ... She kept pulling someone out of a pile of corpses, and saying: “Khara sa wu! .. Hara sa wu !.. Khara sa wu!” (This one is mine, and this one is mine, and this one is mine…) The women who stood at a distance shook their heads sympathetically and talked to each other, not believing that all seven corpses that the woman pulled out of the dump were related to her. In their opinion, the woman simply lost her mind and pulled everyone out.

“Moh1mad, sa k1orni, michah vu hyo? Sa sa gaddella!” (Magomed, my baby, where are you? I miss you!) - the woman began to lament, and those who watched her were sure that she had lost her mind. Someone was crying, someone who had no more tears left wanted to approach her in order to take her away from there, and one of the women was already moving towards her, but an elderly man standing aside stopped her with the words: “Leave her. These are our seven sons. She's looking for an eighth." He couldn't hold back his tears. In embarrassment, turning away, he quietly wept. He had no moral strength to approach the pit.

“Moh1mad, k1orni, ha guch wal, so kadella!” (Magomed, baby, come out, I'm tired) - repeated Malika. There wasn't a tear on her face...

... In the bloody massacre in the village of Komsomolskoye, about 2,000 people of the local population died. Including the elderly, women and children ...

BEAUTIFUL STORY BUT SAD....
She was 14 when she was married. her name was Zarema, amazing beautiful girl, native of Chechnya, her mother was Ossetian and her father was Chechen .. her father was killed during the war .. and her mother raised her and older sister Madina.
the girls were extremely beautiful ... but not at all similar to each other ... Madina had short and blond hair (like her father) Sea-green eyes and thin lips .. but all the facial features harmonized the girl looked like a doll .. .Zarema, she was loved from childhood, from childhood she was distinguished by her character, a decisive, fast smart girl with eyes as black as coal, black hair, chiseled eyebrows .. slightly dark skin, plump lips and a straight, neat nose, her slender figure and grace could only be envied... Zarema was a copy of her mother... and inherited her father's character... resolute, free, invincible...
her boyfriend stole her, at 14 .. life seemed to collapse, she dreamed of a different future, they lived in Moscow, Madina got married a long time ago, she had children, everyone was glad that Zarema was getting married .. except for herself, her husband was so and could not fall in love ... but resigned to her fate, and lived with him ... her everyday life was spent alone, her husband was constantly walking, not hiding it ... and she was for him only a label that he boasted to his friends ... from that she began to go to the mosque ... the only place where he let her go ... there she met him .. Anzor, Tall, slender, free ... so simple ... and beautiful ... they collided at the entrance .. frightened by the feeling that jumped in her heart, she ran away ... all night she drove his image away from herself ... her husband (Ahmed) came at 4 o'clock, woke her up, and demanded dinner .. laughing loudly and teasing Zarema ... she got used to it.. silently cooked and left the kitchen...
so she suffered for three years ... for three years she went to the mosque and secretly looked at him with fear that he would suspect something ...
one fine day Ahmed came and said that he was tired of her, that he loves another .. and that they were getting divorced ... like a blow to the jaw, to death ... packed his things and he left ... it became empty .. did not know what to do to scream with happiness ... or cry ... nobody needs her now ... her life is ruined .. she went to the mosque .. she prayed, and involuntarily burst into tears as she came out .. she sat on a bench, crossed her legs and sobbed softly .. what will happen to her... she was in no hurry to go home... Akhmed didn't wait... in principle, as always... someone sat down next to her and asked... who offended you?!... I didn't feel like talking ... turned around and .... saw him ... he smiled so kindly ... asked again .. who offended you sister?! ... she wanted to tell .. but instead she strictly said "go away" .. .and only then I realized that now everything is lost .. blazing with anger at myself .. and love for him ... went home ...
Anzor was from a wealthy family, he was given everything on demand .. but he did not grow up spoiled simple guy, because while his parents were working, he was raised by his grandfather, grandfather is a very religious and correct person, he put all his knowledge into his grandson, and he had something to be proud of ... Anzor is the only son ... he grew up to the joy of his parents, to the pride of his grandfather) ...
She no longer came to this mosque, afraid to meet him, lived alone .. worked, studied and became a completely independent girl, several times Akhmed came to Zarema and tried to return everything back, but she turned away .. she did not love him, and was independent a girl .. and besides, she still loved Anzor ... not knowing his name of origin .. but only that image ... (from the author. Probably beauty in our life decides a lot but not everything, nobility, a warm look, kindness in the eyes, modesty, obedience to the Almighty, this is a lot of pledge)
she was 23, she went to the same mosque in the hope of seeing him again, a large number of time, but she never saw him ... probably he doesn’t come here anymore, thought Zarema, she felt a little sad and sank in her heart, she came home, went to bed, and decided to go to her homeland to visit relatives from the Father’s side, her sister who moved to Chechnya and lived there
Madina lived in Grozny in the heart of Chechnya...
a lot has changed since Zarema left her homeland, everything is so beautiful, her soul rejoiced and sang ... she was calm, she just got to the time when her brother got married, a celebration was to take place in a week, everyone was diligently preparing for him! the preparation was going on rapidly, and then the day came, everyone was celebrating the wedding violently, when all the elders were sitting, the youth gathered in a circle and danced the lezginka, Zarema, although she grew up in Moscow, danced chic, but never demonstrated her talent, then, to the noise of the lovzar, came out he is Anzor... her heart almost stopped.. "what is he doing here? how is it? is it really him?" pounded in her head, her feverish thoughts overflowed with happiness, he went into the circle and pointed to her ... out of surprise, she did not want to go out at first, but he insisted ... then she went out ... a wave of her hand ... a slender figure, proudly raised head, she was afraid to look into his eyes so as not to show him her sympathy, but at the end of the dance, one sharp look directly into Anzor's eyes, as if time had stopped ... and everything around ... after that she clapped away somewhere behind the crowd .. and ran out into the street out of excitement, she couldn't speak... everything inside was trembling...
he recognized her, even then her image of an innocent crying girl ran into his memory, he ran after her ... but when she heard that someone was coming, she ran away from the porch, behind the house ... hearing his voice, her legs went numb ... he was a little standing up without seeing her in the vicinity, I decided then for myself .. by all means, steal this paradise flower ...
a week passed after the wedding, she could not ask her brother who that guy was .. she was shy .. one day she went to the store, she went to light dress, in a white scarf, so sunny in summer and so light in summer ... like a butterfly soared from some kind of happiness, the road was sharply blocked by an Audi 6, he was driving ...
opened the window, turned his head and seriously looked into her eyes ... "Sit down" came from his lips, and it was as if the silence was broken...
Zarema, slightly in a stupor, could not understand what was happening ...
- Sit down (again he repeated sharply and quickly)
- but... where.. and why.. and..
- Either you sit down yourself or I will plant myself ?! it will be useless to break out ... I will never let you go anywhere again!
Zarema sat back and waited for him to say something ... but there was complete silence in the cabin, he started off and they drove for a long time listening to music ... he brought her to a strange house (it was Anzor's house)
went out, took her in his arms and carried her into the house ... out of shame and fear, she buried herself in his shoulder, brought her into the house, put her on a huge bed, and only then spoke:
- I've known you for several years, back in Moscow I saw you .. but you drove me away, Why ?! then I left, my mother died .. and I lived here for a long time to look after the house and help my father, I lost hope that I would see you and here you are, and I will never give you up to anyone, be quiet ... I know rudely brazenly, insanely, but I see my happiness in you! I will give you everything I will throw everything you want at your feet, ask for whatever you want, I will make the impossible possible.
- I was married to Anzor ... I cried, I told him everything ...
a long silence... she took off the ring, put it in his hand, got up and went to the exit... turned around, walked over, hugged her so tightly and with such love.. as she always dreamed, and whispered in her ear "don't ruin your life"... Anzor sitting with his head bowed... he took her hand tightly, raised his eyes and whispered..." from this day on you have a different life, I am your destiny, and you are mine! what happened before, it used to... hurts. I remember everything, but I won’t let you go anywhere else ... "he again put on the ring and pressed it to himself ...
now their son is 7 years old, and their daughter is 5 years old, Zarema died in childbirth ... when she gave birth to Malika (youngest daughter), her heart could not stand it ... Anzor took the children to France, and only children are joy in his life ... after all his life went with her... his destiny went with her...
Take care of your loved ones, love with all your heart, appreciate every moment and never lower your head...

Salam Alaikum everyone) this is my first time writing a story, so please don't judge too harshly.
Strictly strict +18 so that children and those who do not like such things Pass By.

Morning. The sun shines brightly. The birds are singing in the trees. Despite the fact that on the street in September the weather was hot.
The phone rang (It was mine best friend Ferina)
A-Hello, I answered in a sleepy voice
F-Hello zai
A-hi baby
Are you still sleeping?
And just wanted to get up, you called)
F-You know that tomorrow is the first day that we will go to college.
A-Bliyin another headache(
F-Don't noah come on :D Today we are going to the mall for shopping
A-Okay, but come on in an hour, I want to sleep.
F-No, I'll pick you up in an hour,
to be ready!
A-Okay: D
(Aisha was 17 years old. Not much about her appearance: she had an elegant figure; the guys always rolled up, but oddly enough, she kicked them off.
The eyes were dark brown that even almost the pupil was not visible, long straight thick eyelashes and a neat nose, the lips were plump
Her hair was medium brown and fell to her back, as they say, she had everything with her.
Her family was rich. They lived in Turkey and came from Turkey. In her family, she had 5 people, including Aisha: Papa-Revan (Strict was a man but also showed his love and care to his beloved family and often did not go home because of work and therefore visited other cities;
Mom-Inel (the woman was kind and very hardworking, she also worked, but not because there was no money, but out of boredom and she worked for a wedding dress designer;
Magician (brother Aisha he loved very much and at the same time was strict with her he already had a daughter-in-law on whom he was engaged and the wedding should take place in 3 months;
Dinar (a little brother who goes to school is a cheerful kid) I think I have described enough and you will learn about others in the continuation of the story.
Aisha still decided to get up from her favorite bed. She went to the bathroom and did all her water procedures and left. She wore a soft beige dress with a black belt at the waist that clearly showed her figure and black heels 10 cm tall. She straightened her hair and loosened it and Delicate makeup and is ready) and at that moment Ferina called
F-get down I won't wait)
A-how cruel you are, I'm already running)
She went down to the table, the family had already been set. Everyone had breakfast
(Mom Papa Maga Dinar)
A- Good morning everyone
Mom, Dad - Good morning daughter)
Mom - Sit down for breakfast
A-mom I won't, I'm late, fidanka is waiting for me
Mom, what about food?
Let's go to the cafe
Mom - say hello to Ferina
A-Bon appetit everyone and bye)
Dinar stuck out his tongue
And Maga said, however, as always - for now, be careful and do not linger
Oh good
And her parents smiled at her.
Leaving the house, she saw a car familiar to her, it was
her best friend's white foreign car
A friend got out of the car and was not happy and it seems Aisha knew why) because she was late)
I will not tell you much about Ferina
(Ferina had long dark brown hair down to her ass, everyone always thought that she had black hair. Her eyes were dark brown, like her friend’s hair, they often said that she had black eyes, but if you look closely, it’s completely different. Eyelashes are also long and thick raised up The lips are not plump, the nose is neat, the ideal figure is shorter.
She was wearing black dress which was below the knees and hugged her body and at the back of the dress there was a golden zipper that was full length to swim and 8 cm black heels and her hair was straightened and gathered in a ponytail.
She was good girl with Aisha they were friends from school and they were also relatives
Fidan's Family was Rich and was very good friends with Arinkina.
I think I dragged you with this and so on)
F-What's taking so long?
Ah, I'm sorry dear)
F-okay ;)
On the way, they made fun, laughed, chatted and did not even notice how they arrived at the shopping center)
Having done all the shopping, the girls decided to go to a cafe)
They went into a cafe and sat down at an empty table. And they took the order and finally the waiter brought the dishes.
The girls began to eat and at that moment

The girls began to eat and at that moment a group of guys consisting of 5 people entered the cafe. They laughed and talked loudly sitting at the table and all the girls looked at them and the table of Aish and Ferina too, but then they continued to chat and eat.
A guy from that company approached them and sat down next to them:
P-girl, I can meet you, he turned to Aisha
A-I don't date guys
P-Don't break down and don't show yourself touchy
A-Listen back off said!
All this was observed by a company of his friends and Fidan.
F-Listen, can you get out of here?
P-Shut up. How silent and silent.
Don't talk to her like that!
Get out!
P-I see a long tongue, yes?
Ah yes, you went!
P-repeat?
A-easy! Yes-Fuck-You! - getting up off the table
F-let's get out of here Aisha
A-let's go, it's impossible to stand next to people like IT
She was about to leave when he abruptly grabbed her by the elbow and sharply pulled her to him.
P-Will you answer for what you just said? he said with a cheeky smile
They looked into each other's eyes and Aisha took a glass of Coca Cola
And I say it again, it's easy!
And poured on him to the last drop.
The guy stood in shock and watched her follow her as she left with her friend.
P-We'll meet again - the guy was furious
Friends looked at it with rounded eyes.
Coming out of the cafe, her friends quickly walked to the car and got into it. And they locked all the doors and, looking at each other, began to laugh and make fun:
F-you're so cheeky, I didn't know
Hahaha didn't expect that from myself.
F-but he really pissed me off
Ah, so I let him know how to molest a girl
And they started laughing and making fun of each other)
When they reached Aisha's house, they said goodbye and Aisha entered the house. There was no one in the house. The girl was glad about this because she wanted to be alone. She went to wash her makeup, gathered her hair comfortably and changed into her pajamas she lay down on the bed time it was 21:30 she wanted to sleep she was tired.
She thought about today about the guy about how others looked and fell asleep with these thoughts.
Morning. Time 08:30.
The phone rang. Barely taking an iPhone, she clicked on answer and didn’t even read who it was calling.
Well, you guessed it Ferina was)
A-hello, a hoarse voice sounded
F-good morning
A-Good
F-Do you know what day it is?
A-regular
F-Stupid! The first day we go to college
Ah, I forgot! - jumping out of bed quickly
F-get ready, I'll pick you up in half an hour on the traffic jams so I won't wait quickly
Oh well, don't distract me!
She ran to the bathroom, put herself in order, washed herself, etc.
She quickly opened the wardrobe and took a black pencil skirt below the knees with a slit at the back and a soft pink blouse with black buttons.
I wore it all and it looked great
All that was missing was heels and a bag
She wore black heels 15 cm tall and a black Chanel bag, not much shorter.
And she pulled her hair up high, put on her make-up and finished looking cute
She left the house closed the door and went to the car.
Ferina was sitting there, they greeted:
F-Hi!
A-Hi
F-how are you? well, what shall we eat?
I'm fine, I'm very worried, how are you?
F-too) you look gorgeous
A-thank you) you too)
(Ferina was wearing a sundress, well, like a skirt and blouse, but it was a black and white sundress all together.
Heels are white 10 cm and the bag is not as big as Aisha's and her hair was gathered in a bun, it also looked beautiful)
They got out of the car when they reached the institute. The institute was very large and the couples started in 10 minutes. The girls, without waiting for anything, decided to find an audience quickly so as not to be late. So far, they were looking for an office, everyone was looking at them, someone with envy, someone with admiration. The girls, not noticing anything, were talking, smiling at each other, they didn’t care)

It would be better not to give a fuck.
Passing by, the girls walked without noticing the yesterday's company of guys, there were also five of them. And the guy who remembered Aisha well.
Let's describe the guy so you have an idea about him.
(The guy’s name is Aylan, a very handsome and sexy guy, he’s tall and has a very sexy physique. His nose is neat and not a big mouth is not puffy, and the most important thing in him was His Eyes, they are either Golden or Light chestnut, and from this everything the girls were blown away. Well, since you already know that the girls blew the roof, he is a terrible womanizer. He has a very rich family. His character is very strict but sometimes kind and he has no patience and he is cruel and quite selfish. And if he wants something, then this is he will just leave nothing and the smart guy loves to take revenge)
With the guy were girls who are called Barbie.
Aylan saw Aisha and her friend immediately recognized them. He was a little surprised, but still he did not forget yesterday and promised that he would simply not leave it. He decided to act. He left with his best friend from company.
And I decided to make a plan.
(The best friend's name is Fariz, he was friends with him from the cradle. Fariz knew everything about Aylan. He had short haircut dark Brown eyes pupil is not visible. A neat nose and a neat mouth. The kid was also a good physique (m "Kachok"), well, well, in short.
Fariz was a very smart guy and when he got bored of something and he gets bored quickly he was rude. he always rolls up likes to touch girls.
Womanizer short.
He will also play a big role in this story) well, I described the main characters to you, I think it's time to start
And so the plan:
In short, brother, look and listen carefully:
1. I'll steal that bitch who doused Coca-Cola.
2. And you are different.
3. And in short, when she is next, well, that bitch and you on the other, you call me and I will put it on the speaker. In short, you threaten her that you will rape her, well, do it like you pester but don’t do anything, and let her apologize to me and then we will release them ok?
F-this is a bad idea, maybe not worth it?
And after what she did? embarrassed in front of everyone!
F-okay, but just let's skip class right now and go out and hang out to relax?
A-great idea) thanks friend)
Friends without thinking anything went to a strip bar. They got drunk there without thinking about the consequences. Parties, etc. And it was already time to leave.
F-Send Aylaaan)
A-Let's go)
And they were already on their way to the institute.
And this time girls.
We left the last couples and went to a cafe, well, which is at the institute.
We sat there and bought tea with all sorts of sweets:
F-I'm really tired
A-be patient.
so every day
The girls talked what came to mind and so half an hour passed)
The boys were already there and watching from the car. And everyone had their own car.
Approaching the girls to the car, the boys set to work.
Aisha got into the car and waited for Ferin, who was talking to her mother on the street.
Aylan quietly approached the car, opened the door and put her to sleep, she did not have time to understand what was happening to her. After that, Aylan, taking her in his arms, put him in the back seat and sat down himself and, winking at a friend, drove off.
And Ferina, not noticing anything, continued to talk as they grabbed her from behind and covered her mouth with her hands and dragged the phone somewhere, she fell out of her hands and the car also remained. Famil barely dragged her to the car and threw her into the back seat. She was already crying and wanted to get out as he closed all the doors and pressing the gas drove off sharply.
At this time, Aylan was drunk and was driving fast, not paying attention to the traffic lights, while Aisha was passed out at that time.
Arriving, Aylan stopped at a large house, one might say a mansion.
He went out and picked up Aisha and walked towards the house.
Fariz also did not lag behind on the road. Ferina threw a tantrum:
F-let go! who are you!
Fa-don't yell, and so the brains hurt just sit silently!
F-yes you went! She already wanted to break the glass
Fa-fool! I didn't understand something! shouted throughout the car
Fidan was silent for 30 seconds and began:
P-please take me home, she cried.
Fa-how I’ll do some business, I’ll take it
F- where is Aish

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Video Caucasian Love Stories: Ramadan & Leila

Maga and I knew each other superficially, we exchanged nothing meaningful phrases, were interested in teachers, greeted. Our groups of friends crossed paths quite often, even though he was a year older.

But our love story began much later, when Maga commented on my photo on Instagram one day. Then we signed off in direct. I did not know that he was signed to me, I must admit, it surprised me. We talked a little, well, and gradually began to communicate more often on social networks. It was not something significant, quite a friendly correspondence, but I won’t deny that Maga was very nice to me.

Confession

One day I was cycling and I saw a message from Magi, we had a little chat with him, and I told him where I was and that I like to go on bike rides sometimes. After quite a bit of time, I was surprised to notice how Maga drove up to me with a smile, also on a bicycle. I have to say, it was a pleasant surprise. We had a lot of fun together. We laughed a lot, joked, talked about studies, about friends, about our families. This unplanned meeting somehow brought us closer, after it we began to meet more often, go to the cinema, to cafes together. But I didn’t take our communication seriously until one day Magomed called me again: we, as usual, talked about everything and nothing, and then he suddenly said that he fell in love on that bike ride and now he can’t imagine his future life without me. Oh, how happy I was to hear those words! My heart was beating wildly in my chest, and it seemed to me that I had never heard anything more beautiful in my life ...

Pleasant trifles

Something has invisibly changed in our relationship. Maga was always very attentive, but now he really began to take care of me. He was always interested in what I was doing, how I felt, what my mood was, if I wanted something. I was completely surrounded by his care, and it inspired me.

He often gave me gifts, said that he just wanted to see my smile. I felt that every minute I fall in love with him more and more. I was surprised by how generous, kind, and it was always fun and interesting with him.

I remember once I was visiting relatives, there were many sisters and girlfriends with me. I left the room to answer Magomed's call, told him what I was doing, we talked a little, and I again found myself in a circle of girls. But literally fifteen minutes later, my phone rang again, and I was surprised to listen to Maga's request to go out into the yard. Absolutely amazed, I ran out into the street and saw how he was standing and waiting for me with big bouquet colors. It was so insanely enjoyable! And there were a lot of such pleasant moments in our life.

Since Maga lived in Sochi, he often went home to visit or on business, and I remained alone and missed him madly, although we kept in touch all the time, constantly corresponded and called up. And once it so happened that in one of his departures I ended up in the hospital. It was very sad that my loved one is not around. One day I got a call from an unknown number and asked to come down. I saw a complete stranger young man, and he, smiling, handed me a bouquet of flowers and a huge bear, saying that it was from Maga. I stood holding soft toy to myself, and felt that sadness recedes. After all, even being so far away, Maga was still always there.

Sentence

It seemed to me that there was no better person, a person who would love me so much and take care of me, so when Maga called me again and said that he wanted to send his parents to me, I was very happy and, of course, agreed .

Mom knew little about him, she liked Maga and his family. We did not communicate closely for long, but Maga said that he only sees me as his wife and really wants us not to waste our time in vain and get married soon. I agreed with him, because I, too, could no longer imagine anyone else next to me.

Soon his parents came and our families were able to get to know each other better. They wanted to play our wedding as early as possible, but due to family circumstances, we had to postpone it for the winter. This did not bother me, on the contrary, I wanted a beautiful winter wedding. In addition, it was this February day that pleased us with clear sunny weather.

We played two weddings: one in Astrakhan, where we studied and met, and the second in Dagestan for relatives and relatives. Both weddings were bright and memorable. Our new family life my husband and I did not disappoint, on the contrary, we began to appreciate each other more.

This story is about not a normal couple.... All jokes aside!!! So let's start with)))

I will write in the first person)) My name is Asil, I am 17 years old, the nation is not so important). There are 5 of us in the family.. Father is Alik, mother is Zulfiya, and two older brothers... Islam and Rasul... I will describe myself first)))

Me: hair below the shoulders, straight by nature)) black eyes, a neat nose and plump lips, by the way I'm 17 years old)

Islam: the oldest brother, very strict we couldn’t even sit in the same room with him .. He had slightly dark chocolate, black eyes, and plump lips))

Rasul: my chike, my most beloved brother... We were very much alike, and loved each other more than anyone))) He also had chocolate hair, but his lips, they were plumper than ours with Islam... Rasul was taller than Islam... Rasul was 18 years old... He studied to be a doctor, he dreamed from childhood... But what about me? I had a rest, it was the month of June... The brothers haven't returned yet, they had a session, which I'm very glad about... I passed all the exams, and rested for everyone's sake) No, but what? I deserved... I also had a best friend... Her name was Jack, for me Jackiechan... She was my sister, friend, and many others, love her...

Jack: long hair, almost black, brown eyes and normal lips ... Our figure was out of place ... But we wore scarves, and long things ... We were friends with her for 6 years)))) ... And we wanted to do it together to the Medical Academy.... Our families were very wealthy... That's why they didn't refuse me anything...

Jackie had an older brother, Aslan...

So the story began in the park... One fine summer day...

Morning: Jack calls me and says

D- Assalamu Alaikum

I am Wa Aleikum...

Did I wake you up?

I- no, I got up a long time ago ...

D-can I ask you something?

I- of course come on)

D- would you go with me to buy clothes at the mall today?

I- I would love to, dad won’t allow it, after all (

Can you persuade him?

I- let's see))

Of course she woke me up! I had to get up. Since dad is at work, and mom is in her room, I could freely go out in Spongebob pajamas))). I went out, went downstairs, and, as always, took tangerines and went up to my place)

Soon I called my dad and asked him to let Jack and me go shopping.

I- dad can I go to the mall with Jack?

P- you can’t daughter ...

I'm dad, please

P-I can't let you go alone with Jack!

I- her brother will take us and take us (((well, daddy, can I?

P-well, only be at home by 4 o'clock in the afternoon!

I- thank you dad, okay)...

I called Jack

I'm Jackaaa, I'm sorry

What did you do again??

I am your brother where?

Y-yes, like downstairs with a friend, but what happened?

I- he will take us to the mall?

D-nooo, can't wait

I- persuade him, huh?

D- everything for you Janim) (soul)

I put on long dress, golden color and white ballet flats ... Hair in the muzzle and a scarf). When I was tying my scarf, my mother came into my room)

M- what are you doing?

I'm mom, dad let me go with Jack to the shopping center can I go?)

M- times dad let of course! Is there money?

I- yes there is, thanks ma)