On behalf of Fatima
Quietly, slowly, I walked along the road. This is crazy.. I try not to think about him, even though I end up thinking more than I should. This hopelessness is killing me. I don't know where this road leads.
I tried to go into the house quietly, without waking anyone, and I think I succeeded.
To be honest, I do not know what will happen next, I do not know how I will live on, how I will be able to breathe, because I already exist. Tomorrow their wedding. And that will be the end of it tomorrow. Ridiculously.. It never started.
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— Love, a young handsome guy holding a quite attractive girl, hugs, whispers — I love you so much..
F-ashab, what are you doing? You did.. You did.. You love me! You said you LOVED me! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?
The girl falls lifelessly to the asphalt, holding her heart with both hands.
F-You know me.. Love..
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On behalf of Fatima
"Oh, Lord! - jump out of bed like a scalded, holding his chest take a breath-It's a dream... It was only a dream.
Open the window, trying to make a full inhale-exhale. I can't. I can't breathe. Tears roll down one after another, to somehow stop them, look at the sky. Gray. Dark. And this.. Empty. Just like soul..
I go to the mirror and look myself up and down. Time to get ready for the wedding..
Put on a lilac dress to the floor, made light makeup, twirled the ends. Why should I?
F— Mom, — enter the kitchen, mum always like to fuss in the kitchen, puts his eyes on me and smiles
M— you're so beautiful, gently hugging me, Why are your eyes red? Were you crying?
I'm what? Of course not, I just didn't get enough sleep.
M-Fatima, is something wrong with you?
I'm Mommy, it's okay! I told you I didn't sleep well, represent on the face kind of smile,, now, here, eat Breakfast and go to the wedding. Come on, you get ready too.
M-Yes, we to 12 fringes will come.
I'm Good then. I went.
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A-Fatima, take out the veil, stroke it.
I ironed Veil, I'll get it
Hurry up!
I-Calm Down, Aida! All under control!
Where's my phone?
I'm charging.
A-Bring Yes.
I Got This. I'm gonna go downstairs and check on the food.
She doesn't seem to hear me, but stares at the screen of her phone in Fascination and smiles. The heart constricts at the thought that now she Askhab writes.
I'm Hades, " I say, stepping closer, and she abruptly puts the phone away and stares at me wide-eyed.
What?
F— J.. I'm gonna go downstairs and see what's going on.
Yeah, go.
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"THE GROOM HAS ARRIVED!" THE BRIDEGROOM ARRIVED! women and girls shouted. Now he will go here, in this room. Give her a bouquet.. Then they would leave.. That's all..
What do I look like?".
I thank You — sincerely smile at her.
The sound of the door opening distracts us, and we shift our gaze to the outgoing sound.
My legs give way, my knees tremble, my head throbs violently, and my heart begins to contract painfully.
"How beautiful you are today"
Here he comes, never taking our eyes off each other. He looks at me with bitterness and regret. In the eyes of pleading
In my own eyes again welling with tears. She promised herself not to cry. When will I learn to keep my promises?
He gives her a bouquet without breaking our eye contact.
And stands next to the bride.
I step aside, so that no one sees my condition.
To be continued...