Someday, I used to break all his play-houses and steal them alone, this day he got really angry and put a big stick on my back and hid for fifteen days, fearing that he would never come in front of me again.
I was very sad at that time.
A Molo, what happens to my buffalo-skin in the house of O-sticks?
And like it!
So the monkey will hide like this?
After that, when I called him after swearing various oaths, he would take my long hair and cut it into various crooked and straight hairs and said, 'Look, brother, I will never beat you!
If you hit me, I'll have an ax in my hand, a bug!' Then he would suddenly say, - 'Well, brother, if you were a girly boy like me, it would be great, wouldn't you?
- Don't give me, bro, let me tie your hair with my ribbon.' Sometimes she would really mischievously tie her hair in such a bun that it would take me an hour to get it out.… What happened after that?
... After passing a little way in this empty field, the eternal listener of my mind asked, - Yes, brother, what happened after that?
My narrator lost his words for a while in the frozen silence of this quiet evening!
Suddenly pained by this silence, he said, - 'No - I love you!
I lied that day, Moti, I lied!''
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