Short story: woman's love and freedom

she can't imagine herself she is a bride on a wedding day, but she is rather a sacrifice to serve those who want to steal their pleasure from her torment.
that's rightful for woman like her, but it is not sure that she could go so far in that to have argument with her parent repudiates always their will ,after the age of 25 years .they feared if she insisted anymore on getting not married at that age,the rumors will start to circle around her reputation, and people will suspect she has a boyfriend ,or things might extend to more speculations about a chastity that she is not virgin, so she stopped her shrug because of very stimulous reason that thr almond tree gave her which seems to have adorned in january, and bitter tasted in July, the same species evolved the shape from charm flower into fresh fruit, not interested for eating!
she had this idea at thinking of scourge of living independent :the loss of family support , and being not able to spend to get what she need,she take urgent of that tried to keep herself from what could spoil her picture in the eyes of the community,and followed natural customs of her life as well!
3 year later she was 26 everyone in family noted a kind of draftage in her character,she is no longer bold dealing with everyone peaceful,reserving her words to speak not spontaneous, as she has been before! She Too tethering her ego at what other don't want to hear or see her performing ! she got their endorsment but they coudn't have percieved what she was doing , she was doing secretly in advance ,until they got surprised by unexpected fiance with his mother and aunt knocking the door , this time it is her will which works ,they have not evidence to prove their suspection,that she was in relationship with blonde boy, whose green eyes fascinating,even if they have it, they would not judge her ,cause this relationship landed safe on legitimate ground when the boy announced he wants to marry her, then her decision won credit of her family, and by that she could win her freedom too ,to be with whom she want,not onelse opted for her .
on the wedding day her uncles each them get present from Europe, and those who are living in morocco gathered in a festive ceremony,danced sang during the two days of wedding on the last day wept her separation as far as her mom did.

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