The story of our love

My husband is a Chechen. I would never have thought that my husband would be of a different nationality. I decided to go to a friend somehow, and a car came to the meeting, a guy jumped out of her in a few seconds, with the phrase "I have never seen such beautiful ones." He took me to a friend, then took a phone number. I thought he was Russian, outwardly he was not like a Chechen. Once we met in a cafe, talked, after which I decided to not talk with him anymore. Outwardly, I did not like him much. When I did not want to go out to him, he drove into the gate, and began to loudly signal. I had to get out. The conversation continued, I liked that he was with a character. We drove once in a car with his friend, and then they started talking in Chechen. I got out of the car.
Back we went by taxi. When parents found out that he was a Chechen, they did not allow him to communicate with him. They were afraid for me. At that time he was 30 and I was 18. They thought he was married. He was always near me, he did not leave anywhere ...