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<\/figure>\n\n\n\nKnowing them well, I knew for sure that they were going to be mean, they were going to bend so much, they were going to harm my child’s happiness. The poor child was upset that it should feel so important to him, and that my brother’s daughter was not the bride of either of the two sisters. Akhpore girls are modest, homely girls.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But the girl is vulgar, ostentatious. At that age, she wore such a dress at the wedding, it was open from the back, it was vulgarly applied, so that I looked more like a bride. During a fresh wedding, showing off his body, as many boys as there were, stood nearby and danced while breaking his body. It happened for a moment, it disappeared from my eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As soon as my daughter fell down, she was tending to it, I went to bring her to sit next to her sister. I came out of the hall, turned towards the Armenian, and saw this in a corner.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I turned around and saw Pachpchvuma standing with the pain, he saw me and got confused, at that moment my brother-in-law came and looked at my face in such a way that he understood what this is. I didn’t say anything to my son, because he didn’t know the mood, and I also know my mother-in-law that no one would say anything.<\/p>\n\n\n\n