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Najla Mehmeti

My son, Enver, has left us to go to the woods with the other men. I’m going to Potočari with his wife Zumra and his son, little Tarik. Before he left, he said to me, “Mama, I am looking you now in the eyes and asking, take care of my Tarik.” (1/2)

As he was leaving, he took Tarik in front of the building and started kissing him and throwing him in the air hugging him. He gave me the child then, and kissed his wife and told her: ‘Zumra be smart and take care of our kid.’ (2/2)