my daughter stop
crying
enough of this
misery
learn to deal with this
kind of thing
this usual
this normal happening
between a wife and
a husband
just ignore it
by now you have realized
how too
i was once my mother's daughter
caught in the same
tragedy
i love you all my children
you should know the reason why
i keep your father
and endure him all these seventy
years
it is your first time
and there will be more
if you keep on minding all these
infidelities
you gonna die earlier than
the rest of the women in this
village
and if it happens
a younger woman shall then live
in your house
open the window and show her
happy face there
as the new first lady in the house
of the traitor...
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