When I was at Nine, we were 5 very good friends. 5 people used to make fun of going to school. Our days were going on with study, fussiness. One of our 5 friends was married, her husband is a resident. Rimu was his name. So my friend was very similar to Rimu. Rimu used to come home and often visit Talking about the number of his groom from Rimur. We never talked But sometimes he would say.
One day I heard that my friend spoke to Rimur bride on his phone. Rimu never doubted. This was going on for a while. One day Rimu asked me to cry by phone, my groom said to me and she does not love me now, she will divorce me. I wonder why and why? Brother love you so much Maybe it's fun. Then I heard that I also cried. Our friend, who had talked with Rimu as the groom, had been in love with the bride of Rimur.
So she will remarry Rimu and marry him. He was very angry to hear about it. But then, we never got to see that weird friend. Rimu always used to cry to me. Imagine what you have been doing, start your life again. Do your best to study. If the girl started accepting everything by listening to everyone, she would have been with us today. Anyway