Controlled by Love

Their love went smoothly and they soon got married. She asked him: "Would you give another woman a ride?" "No! Of course not," he promised. Then the woman laughed. One year has passed, ten years have passed, and twenty years have passed. They were old and she was seriously ill. When she was dying, she held his hand and said: "Now I allow you to take other women on the bus..." After saying that, she closed her eyes forever. He cried and said: "Fool, our train has always been controlled by love and will not slow down for anything. How can we take others?