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– You do not understand. You have no idea what is about to start. Amir went up to his wife and hugged her to him.

– Don’t get depressed. Maybe nothing will happen. Maybe this Wine just opened a restaurant. She needs to live on something. She is also, after all, an ordinary person.

– Maybe you are right. I was just scared.

– To be honest, yes. I worry about everyone, including my parents. Sultana did not answer anything, and went to bed. The room in which Amir and Sultan lived could not be called a family nest; it was more like a family country. The room was quite spacious and well furnished. There was a lot of furniture, it stood in all corners, but at the same time, there was nothing superfluous. The house bought in Thailand had nothing to do with what was left in the past in the city of Poipet. Few people remembered about this hut, or spoke aloud. Of course, nostalgia lives in the soul of every person, but a person quickly gets used to luxury and rarely remembers poverty. Ahmed was so happy about this move that even Sultana was surprised to see her father so animated. It is possible that Ahmed simply rejoiced at his daughter’s happiness, and therefore was ready to do anything for her happiness. In addition, Ahmed managed to promote his business in Bangkok so that he hired a salesman and was engaged only in doing business. He opened his own store, which sold not only scarves, but also many other interesting goods. In addition, Ahmed knew how to cook deliciously, and he put his abilities into practice, realizing that students have no time to do cooking.