Malalai's eyes widen in shock. "What? But this is our family's land. What will happen to our history, our traditions?"
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Wahid's face sets in determination. "We'll find a way to preserve our heritage, Malalai. But for now, we must adapt to the changing times." Malalai's eyes widen in shock
Malalai looks up, her eyes narrowing. "What news?" she asks, her voice laced with a hint of worry. rugged landscape of Afghanistan