Aida-Fatim, I'm here..... Askhab? But... What.. You.. Doing here? What are you two doing? And why are you here?"
I-Listen, Aida...
In his eyes was not a trace of emotion, he looked at her proudly, and she was still trying to scare her "with a glare"
I Fatim, Askhab came to surprise you, look what he's bought you — I picked up the bags as proof — See how many.
Aida, Really? She threw herself into his arms and shuddered. He looked at me without smiling.
Ashab-I have things to do. I'm going.
Aida-Bye, honey.
I'll See You Later."..
He went away, leaving Aida and me alone.
And— Though I was lucky to have him? she began sorting through the bags. What for?
I— AAA... I don't know, I guess I thought you were sick..
A-Caring my.. Why did I come?" Had a bit of salt to give, and we ran out to the store to go hunting.
I am, of course.
Taking all my sweets and her salt she trudged home.
How I was bad at this point, I was ready to beat my head against the wall. I called him. Something bad is about to happen.
I'm Hello.. Askhab? Are you angry?
A-no, fuck, I'm just happy! Fatim, why do you do such things? You could just tell the truth!
I-Well, you know her, ashab, she would do such a thing there
And nothing would suit, what could she do?
I— I'm sorry, prostiyi
I can hear her smirk through the phone.
A-Trifle pot-bellied
I agree and insignificant thing to be, no offense, eh??
Well, I'll think about it.
I— And I won't call you a goat 🌝
A-Okay, okay, meanie, you know I can't stay mad at you. That's it, I pass out, I'm on business.
I'm Daffy.
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Next day.
Woke up at uni. And no, I did not make up beautifully, did not do styling and did not wear heels 12 cm as it usually happens in stories. I was late as usual. I put on jeans and the first t-shirt I came across and ran out of the house. The classes and the lecture were terrible, I was starving, my head hurt, my nose was stuffy, how bad I was at that moment.
Finally all this hell was over and I wanted to go home. Now I will try to explain in ordinary words, without abstruse book phrases.
When I wanted to go out into the yard, through the Windows of the Institute I saw HIM. The same fiance who came to Woo me and who KILLED MY BEST FRIEND! not again. Just why? All right, not a feather in my bonnet. I got out and walked confidently to the gates of my establishment.
— Fatima!
God, not that. Importantly, not stop go forward! But no, you can't just leave me. He grabbed my elbow and spun me around 180 degrees.
"Fatima, I have found you at last. I need to talk to you.
I—I have nothing to talk to you about.
"Just listen to me...
I'm Not! I HATE TO SEE YOU NOT TOUCH ME AT ALL!
- No, you'll listen to me... And we'll talk with you, face did not flinch even one muscle and then this young man is on the ground, scrutinise in half. My scream must have been heard all the way down the block. Askhab.. He loomed over him.
Ashab-talk to me first, you bastard
I do not have time to digest what is happening, as a fight ensues, people crowded, the boys yell "come on, let's piss it" others stupidly filmed on the phone, and I scream. I don't know what to do or what to say, I'm just trying to calm them down to no avail. Some guys still separate them, for which many thanks to them, the guy removed somewhere in the corner, and Askhab comes to me covered in blood.
A-Baby, are you all right? Show me your hand, did you bruise it? - Though he's bleeding profusely.
I Askhab! - I can't hold back my tears and emotions, I throw my arms around him, squeezing his neck tightly —I was so scared. Don't do that again. Please, I was so scared. Can we please go home?
A-Come, Fat
"Come On, Fat."
To be continued...