3 Oct 2024
Dream
Muhammad puggy was going to fly to see me, grandma asked who's Patrick & I told her I didn't anyone named that, she had already seen his picture and said he (Muhammad) wasn't suitable for me. I was going to the airport twice, on the first time the route had changed into a construction site that was silver and under construction obviously, lots of Finns and others were collaborating with helping finishing the brick by brick, and the Finns helping made me emotional. There was a woman that had found antique, golden earrings that were valuable, she was going to sell them because another woman didn't want them.
On the second way on my way to the airport, me, my grandma & mom were walking and a car suddenly came & almost hit my grandma but then me. I was so upset about it and my mom told me grandma should be upset, not me after which I slapped my mom and had a total mental breakdown as I just couldn't wait to share that with Muhammad. A man that looked like him had died while helping with the construction but he wasn't dead, he was worried about the cops and going to jail or court so he just disappeared, his wife that was a detective saw him "dying" on the video call and him mumbling how he shouldn't get caught. I eventually managed to charge my phone, Muhammad asked how was I doing, I managed to tell me * was good although I was almost hit by a car and I was going to tell him about that lady in Bulgarian but I stopped as I noticed every time I said something, a woman was taking notes and so was another woman further in the background. I changed into transliteration and Muhammad told he wasn't actually Bulgarian but Kosovan, he also spoke Arabic and I was 🤔 how to tell him about things without the 2 other women spying on us. I wanted to tell him I loved him by using code language, cherry chocolate roses brand but the women cracked the code and were smirking at me. We were suddenly in an office, one of the women kissed a guy, they were hiding their relationship and so were me and Muhammad and I went to that woman, they were suddenly Korean, I was struggling but managed to tell her in Korean that even though I knew they were in a relationship, I'd never snitch them. Muhammad also spoke Korean.
I visited the video, her house was big and dark, I asked wasn't she scared and what was the noise coming from the upstairs, she tried brushing it off as her stomach grumbling but I wasn't buying it, I constantly kept looking at a corner and asked her what if someone's really there, I had an American accent. We agreed to go outside but she told me she had a surprise for me, she had earlier been asked when was the last time she saw her ex that had apparently died, she opened the door and there he was, he brought kids home and I was suddenly the widower, crying and the kids started crying and he decided I was allowed to see them when they'd be adults. It felt unfair, he had a bunch of lady friends trying to contact us, they were still outside staring at us. I kept crying and saying alhamdulillaah and laa ilaaha illa Allaah. I received a generous amount of compensation. I later on sent my mom a voice note on my birthday in Bulgarian letting her know me and Muhammad were pregnant, she experienced a range of emotions and when they met, we were both some other people. I had 2 kids, blonde girls.
I had transformed into an Andromeda from SMC looking robot, the crazy ex was shooting me and I was taking cover and tried my best to cover Muhammad as well.
