That Beautiful Prisoner is my wife
Retains
In a small room with a damp and stuffy temperature, a man was stuck on a prayer mat. The noisy atmosphere around him seemed not to be a bully the man interacted with the Creator. He even seemed to enjoy activities that he had recently engaged in.
The sound of heavy footsteps coming from the end of the hall was approaching. Despite hearing, but the man with a white head covering was only silent and immersed in the comfort of his activities. Until when the newly arrived uniformed man called out his name while opening the lock dind...