The letter of the girl who has been waiting for her fiancé in England for five years: He loves me.

A girl from the villages of Gramshi is in a dilemma about how she should deal with her fiancé. She has been engaged for five years, and her son has emigrated to England with the goal of building a better life together. But the years are running away, and he has not been able to provide income and [...]
A girl from the villages of Gramshi is in a dilemma about how she should deal with her fiancé.
She has been engaged for five years, and her son has emigrated to England with the goal of building a better life together.
But the years are running away, and he has been unable to provide any income or regular living documents there.
In addition, reports between them seem to be less intense because the boy is calling on the phone rarely and less frequently, broadcast infoelbasan.al.
According to local mentality, if a young woman does not get married, she risks not creating a family.
Here's what she writes: Hello I'm a girl from a remote village of Gramshi.
I'm not telling you my name because once they read the scripture, they'll know who I am. When I was 19. I didn't finish high school because my family didn't have a chance, even though I wanted to.
I help my family with farm chores and so on. We have little income and a modest life.
Our only window now is the cell phone that connects us to the world. I also have a sister and a younger brother in my family. In these circumstances, my family engaged me. Some of the problems, but also because of age. This way it's a tradition for girls to get engaged early.
The guy I'm engaged to is from another village in Gramshi. Even though we got engaged again when we met and liked each other.
The meeting was held at a bar in Gramsch. Then we held a simple engagement ceremony. We met again then. That day we just embraced and kissed once. That's it. During the conversation, he told me he was leaving for England.
That he would take me back. That we could no longer suffer in the village. He had collected some money in immigration in Greece and used all the money for the road. Fortunately, he arrived in England despite much difficulty.
I was just dreaming that I could leave one day. At first, we got on the phone. We talked about something. But after a year he was calling me less and less. The claims were different.
No, I've changed my job, no, I haven't got a cell phone. He didn't bring me anything. As far as I know in his family, he didn't bring any income.
When we spoke on the phone, I'm impressed because he didn't say a lot of love words that are normal between couples. Two, three, four years and less.
One day Father went to the crust and asked him what his son's perspective was. And he had told him that he rarely talked, that at times he was without work and work, that he had sent him no money, and so on.
All of this has made me doubt. Where he is, what he does, where he works, what he will do to me. Will we ever see each other again?
I'm afraid he's got another one. I'm afraid he doesn't love me. That we will never unite. Besides, the years are running out, and if you're 25, nobody's calling you because the mentality is like that.
They think there's something about girls, that they might be immoral, that there's some kind of bodily defect, and there's something like that.
Now I'm in the biggest dilemma of my life: Cut him off or start a new life. I'm so afraid of what happens. I'm afraid I won't create a family like I dreamed I would. I don't know, so I'm writing to you. /Okéu. com/












