Hilal sister, who is blonde and a little big, in our neighborhood, used to get along with her husband, even though she wasn’t very good. She’s officially depressed when her husband comes in after her man injury. While we’re together like crazy every night, it’s obvious when we’re apart without him. When my mother sent me whatever she needed every time, I was starting to get on well with the girl. It was really good to have such a beautiful person.