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lying huddled in one of the carts

was a lovely young woman his own

age. She cried in fear and shivered

with disbelief. Aung told the young

girl that he would not hurt her and

asked for her name. She told Aung

that she was Mala and that she was

the daughter of the merchant who

owned the very cart he was robbing.

At that moment when Aung laid

eyes on her he knew that he had

found his one true love. He told the

girl that he would take care of her

and would let know harm come her