inside.

Only this time, he didn't suggest that they stand closer together. However, just because he didn't say it, it didn't mean that Kirill didn't say it.

"You are too far away," Kirill reminded, "come closer, aren't you a family?"

"Just because we are a family"

Mahbubu shook his hand that was clasped at his side and said, "Please let me introduce you. This is the position of my wife."

As he spoke, he pointed to the back right side of his body with his other hand and said, "That is where my eldest son and his wife are. You see, Multaza is standing in front of their husband and wife.

Behind me is my second son and his wife. There used to be a beautiful girl in front of them, but their family is also dead.

The empty seat next to Habibullah was reserved for his girlfriend. He had already taken her to meet our family, but she did not survive.

On the far left are my only daughter Ayana and her husband Muhan Mode. Muham Mode has the lowest academic performance among all my students.

But he tracked down my only daughter, and he fought very bravely. He had been leading the guerrillas to fight the Soviets all these years, until the night before yesterday.

In front of them, there should have been a handsome little guy.

It's a pity that he died too. He stepped on a landmine you scattered while helping to fetch water. Soraya and he were classmates, so let her stand in his place."

"There was a hound in front of me, a very beautiful hound."

Habibullah pointed directly in front of him and said, "His name was Ali, and he didn't survive. He died of your chemical weapons."

"This is how they stood when they took the last photo together a few years ago."
Chapter completed!