December 6, 2020

“I didn’t marry someone of my own choice because I was just a little kid then. I started to love him, and he loved me back until after the revolution when he found out I can’t have kids. The first time I brought someone to marry him he didn’t even know, but the second time I brought a 25 years old girl for him to marry and have kids, he was 70 at the time. They had a kid, but after 7 months my husband died, he didn’t even get the chance to hold him properly. The child is now 14, and I love him as one of mine, but I don’t see him often because the mother has left, and I don’t blame her because she was very young when she married my husband. The child loves me more than he loves his mother, whenever I visit them, he makes sure I don’t leave his side. He loves me with all his heart and I love him too.”