teks: After picking up my step-sibling, I want to pick up my mother. I heard my mother crying in her room. I heard her praying, "I have forgiven him, oh Allah. If you want him to live again, heal him. If you want him to face you, take him. Don't torture him anymore." I don't know how my mother feels, having to face life alone with her children after being betrayed in love. All I know is that she may still love my father.
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