On a thick tree in a beautiful garden, a Faina had built her nest in which she lived with her children throughout the day and fed them. She was very happy because now the hair of these children was also coming out. One day on Fakhta. The children said in great distress: "Mother, it looks like our nest is going to be ruined, today the owner of this orchard came here with his son and was telling him that now is the time to pluck the fruit." Yes, tomorrow I will bring my friends and with their help I will pluck the fruits from this tree. My arm hurts, so I can't do this alone, I will need the help of my friends, said Fakhta, comforting the children; "Deet Hoya said; don't worry, he will not come here tomorrow with his friend nor will he pluck the fruit. (Continued) "And then it really happened that the owner of the garden did not come himself, nor did his friend reach there. After many days passed, one day he came to the garden again. At that time, Fakhta was not with her children. She stood under the tree and said, "My friends have not fulfilled their promise, so I am not here. I could break it, but tomorrow I will definitely do it because this time they have promised to come." When Fakhta returned, her children told this to Fakhta, so she said nonchalantly, "Children, don't worry because Neither he himself nor his friends will come, so this day also passed and according to Fakhta neither the owner of the garden came there nor any of his friends.No, that's why I couldn't pick the fruit from here, but I will definitely do it tomorrow because this time they have promised to come." When Fakhta returned, her children told this to Fakhta. He said, "Children, don't worry because neither he himself nor his friends will come, so this day also passed and according to Fakhta, neither the owner of the garden came there nor any of his friends." Fakhta's children were now a little more satisfied. A few days later the owner of the garden arrived there with his sons and standing under the tree, Bal; "My friends are friends in name only, they have no sympathy for me. So far many times promised and avoided but now I don't need their help. I myself tomorrow you. I will pluck the fruits of this tree together with Anyway, I should trust myself instead of trusting everyone else, that's the best thing. When Fakhta heard this, she said worriedly, "Answer, we have to leave here immediately. Until the garden." The owner was trusting others, his work was not going well, but today he has decided to pick the fruit by himself, trusting himself, then he will definitely succeed, so now we have to leave here, then he will go to his own house. She took the children with her and flew from there.
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