
The lovers met in 30 years. Strange but fate gave them a chance to correct mistakes
Two lovers lived in a large village. They loved each other very much and dreamed of getting married. Everyone looked at their great love and envied. And everything would be good if it was not for evil. For some reason, the girl’s father did not want such a son -in -law and forbade the young people to meet. Although both children and neighbors and neighbors and the guy himself asked him, and his father stood on his own. – No, boy, I will not give my daughter for you. And don’t even ask. Not a couple you are not worthy of her. Not one night the poor girl was crying, but still against the will of her father did not go, then such a law was: across the will of his father in no case to stand. After a while, they gave the girl for another (as his father thought, he was a good party for his daughter).
And the guy went to the soldiers, not to see and not meet his beloved, but already someone else’s wife. Later, somewhere in a foreign land, he also married and stayed there for his life. They did not forget each other even after. They did not hope that they would once be together, but the fate of the desert, who first spread them, and then brought them again, decided otherwise. They met again with the will again. And although it was a little, for 30 years, and as they saw each other, the eye could not be taken away, they stood as they dug. 30 years is a lot. The former sweetheart has already spent her husband in the last way, with whom more than one lament had to drink. She has not become younger over the years. And he was not anointed with honey.
He also stayed without his wife who went to the world. Because they met, they never parted. There were no reasons for separation now, because the old father has long been mistaken. When he saw this summer pair on the threshold of bowing before him for blessing, tears rushed from his eyes from sadness and joy. And in that joy was that fate still gave him the opportunity to correct the mistake he had once made in stupidity. A couple in their native village lived for a long time and happily. They appreciated and loved each other before the last breath. That’s what real love means. They never forget about such love, and for years they wear it in their heart.