the children of khukulina norbi, hasanbi, and zareta also have a heart that shrinks at the sight of theirher's suffering, as she does or there in the garden to update the case before prayer, she sits crying and roaring, what will we help? than you ask why she is crying, mmm, do not ask until she herself calms down. they calmed down khakulina accepts may as her own daughter, but constantly thinks about her beloved daughter, who so rarely comes to her. well, sometimes there was, uh, she already turned this away from me. she says my i love as well they don't like it. that's how she understood it tormented me today and still. i am suffering. this is a woman sitting in the kitchen, admiring the photograph that decorates her wall clock. here. she is sitting next to her mother. this is for mother's day, and they didn't give me a tower. now, in this house in the village of kahun mai, a frequent guest. when she arrives, the first thing she goes to is the hokkuin room to talk heart to heart. they can spend hours at night thinking that mine is sleeping. mom so enough, and the shirt says a month that