Tsvetana Alеkhina "Palmist-3. Return"

– Albania.

– Albania?

– Yes. I was born and raised in this country. Then she married Adjo.

– So marry Adjo. Sultana had suspicions about the honesty of the words of Guilt. And she kept asking leading questions. – You must love your husband very much.

– yes. Very.

– And you have no children. Just like with Amir and me. Sultana said with sadness in her voice.

– Yes. Unfortunately, Allah punished me with such a punishment.

– And for what? If it is not a secret. Vina, ready to open her mouth and blurt out everything as if in spirit, suddenly fell silent in indecision. – I am sorry for not a modest question. Seeing the embarrassment on the face of Guilt, Sultana realized that she had pressed the sick buttons, and with a movement of her hand offered to go to the ward.

While the girls were having a nice lunch, Rashid was sitting on board the plane, and to his surprise, nervously fidgeted with a button on his jacket. Vina, realizing that Sultana was sitting in front of her, was afraid of her every move. I was afraid to slip up on the slightest trifle, this constant tension tired the girl, and she wanted to lie down. – I am not feeling well.

– Of course. After a delicious lunch. I would lie down too. The girls said goodbye on a friendly note. For a couple of hours of communication, each of them has accumulated many questions in their head. Everyone was shaking with fear for his or her lives. Feeling distrust in their hearts, each of them maintained an outward friendliness. Sultana tried to see Guilt in this girl, and at the same time, she saw that she was a sweet and friendly Adele. And it has nothing to do with Guilt, except for the shape and expression of the eyes. Vina was afraid of Sultana like fire. The slightest misfire could ruin her happiness, which she had been striving for.

– “If she finds out who I am, I’m dead.” She will tell her husband everything. If you have not already told me. They will turn me in to the authorities. I am going to jail for life. I am going to die in prison. God, why would I do that? Vina felt cornered. Not daring to tell anyone about what happened to her, she decided to let the situation take its course, and in order not to become friends with the Sultan. —She is just as much a victim as I am. I wonder what happened to her. Why is she here? Knowing the reason for his infertility, Vina was bursting with curiosity, what was Sultana doing here? In order to extract information from Sultana, Vina decides to tell the Sultan the reason for her misfortune.

In the evening, after dinner, Vina entered the Sultana’s room. Sultana was delighted with the guest, – maybe we will have tea.

– Great idea! I brought with me our herbal, from Morocco. I will get it right away.

– Did you bring tea with you?

– Yes, our Moroccan.

– Well, wow, I would not be lucky.

– My husband brought me by ferry. It was not difficult for me to take it with me.

– Great. Things are different here in Bangkok. Sultana looked at Vina as a person of a different Race. – Is this really the same Fault? I do not believe. Vina did not notice how she turned into a modest homemaker. But despite all these drastic changes, she was happy. Looking around the Sultana’s chamber, Vina felt that she had entered the modern world. In spite of the fact that their chambers were opposite, the Sultana chamber was the complete opposite of the Guilt Chamber. Beautiful scarves hung everywhere, perfumes stood, glossy magazines lay on the table. Music was playing on the phone. Vina did not have any of that. Her husband could not give her all of the above, and for her own safety, he cut off his wife from the outside world.

– Does your husband let you watch TV?

– What? Sultana looked at Vina questioningly. – No. It is not My Fault. It is one hundred percent not her. Don’t you have a TV at home? Vina lowered her sad eyes to the floor in embarrassment.

– no.

– Oh, my God. Is this possible.

– In Morocco, everything is a little different from in other countries. Time runs differently there. This is a completely different civilization, not what I was previously accustomed to. But I quickly got used to it. When I first flew to Rabat, I immediately realized that it was mine. The guilt was noticed, and I forgot that she was Adele.

– And when did you first arrive in Rabat? Vina came to her senses.

– It was a few years ago. That is how I first met my husband. Our parents introduced us.

– And all these years you have been living without children?

– Yes. We have been waiting for a long time, and so we decided to apply here. Sultana did not wait for a confession from the Guilt, and poured out her pain first.

– But my husband and I met under sad circumstances. And despite our long and happy life together, we have no children. This is all because, one day, a very evil person kidnapped me. His monstrous treatment of the female sex led to infertility. My husband and I miraculously survived. Vina felt a prick, envy, pain, and finally shame in front of the Sultan.

– “I fell into the hands of a monster once, too. The consequences of this disaster are still imprinted on my life. Sultana looked questioningly into the face of Guilt.

– “You said you were happy.”

– Yes. In its own way. I found my happiness at too high a price. But that past, it’s indelible.

– What happened? Vina was silent for a long time. Green eyes flooded with bright color.

– There was a turning point in my life. And I had to get rid of a child whose father I loved too much. Sultana opened her eyes wide. She could not believe what she was hearing. Such pain pierced her. According to what her interlocutor is experiencing right now.

– So this relationship was before marriage. Does that mean what? Sultana’s thoughts were confused. She could not figure out who was sitting in front of her, an angel or a demon. —Does your husband know about this?”

– No. Vina replied dryly and rudely. Sultana sighed heavily, and unable to withstand this pain, hugged the Guilt. Vina burst into tears. From that very moment, Sultana felt responsible to this girl.

– I am not leaving you. I will help you. Vina clung to Sultana so tightly. Sultana waited patiently for Vina to open her arms. It was her first friend. The first support. After Diana’s death. Forgetting that she was Adele, Vina continued the story with tear-stained eyes.

– No one would have accepted this child. I had nowhere to go with him after Arthur’s death. Hearing the name Arthur, Sultana barely took a breath.

– That is her. It is definitely her. But how. In addition, a child from Arthur is something. Sultana listened to Vina’s story, and the further she delved into the details, the more terrified she became for the life of this girl. She understood that her position was much safer and happier than the future of this tearful girl. Having drawn a general picture of what happened in her head; Sultana did not arbitrarily scratch her head. – Yes. To be honest, you will not envy. My husband and I will come up with something.

– With your husband? Vina’s eyes widened in fear. By saying that she is Guilty, and Sultana’s husband is Amir. Vina panicked.

– Don’t panic like that. My husband is a palmist. He will look at your future and be sure to come up with something. Vina realized that she was finished, knowing that Amir would not stand on her side. It was late evening. The girls said goodbye amicably. Rashid was getting off the plane.

CHAPTERВ 4

Early in the morning, Sultana was spinning in front of the mirror, waiting to see her husband. The medical worker notified her of the arrival of a visitor. With a rapid heartbeat, the girl went to the lobby. Her joy was replaced by unexpected disappointment, Rashid was standing in front of the Sultan and with alarm in his eyes, and he stretched out his hands to her. – How are you? Tell me everything you know. Sultana was so disappointed with Rashid’s arrival, and trying to portray joy completely faded. She was so waiting for Amir. I wanted to tell him everything. Realizing that the fate of Guilt was in her hands, Rashid’s arrival put the girl in a dead end, and she simply did not know where to start the story.

– What should I do now? Sultana sat in confusion.

– I see that your condition is not very good.

– I just did not sleep well.

– What or who made you nervous?

– These are just echoes of the past.

– Let’s go for a walk in the garden.

– It is still early. They will not let me out.

– Okay, I will be back in a couple of hours. Sultana smiled back. Rashid, still fascinated by her beauty, hugged his daughter-in-law, and with anxiety in his soul went outside. Sultana remained sitting in the foyer and mentally digested the mess that she had to sort out.

– What should I do? Why didn’t Amir come? Entering her room, Sultana dialed her husband’s number. – Amir.

– Honey, I know you have been waiting for me. My father decided it was best for both of us. You know I cannot see your future. Sultana listened to her husband in silence.

– I have been waiting for you.

– What happened?

– Nothing. The answer sounded dry.

– I understand everything. I will be there soon. After the conversation, Sultana went to the ward to see Vina. Despite the modern interior, Sultana felt like she was far from civilization. The Chamber of Guilt was so empty; it seemed that there was no life here.

– Adele. Rashid came to see me. Guilt’s eyes filled with horror. Vina understood that Sultana recognized her, but both girls were silent about it, leaving resentment in the past. Vina knew who Rashid was, realizing that for her this man was much more dangerous than Amir was.

– What will happen now?

– “Don’t let him see you. I will cover for you until Amir arrives. Amir will stand up for you. We will help you. Do not go out to the park today. Rashid will be here all day. Vina shook Sultana’s hand in gratitude.

Meanwhile, Said arrived in Spain a day ahead of Amir. The search for Guilt took up all his main time. Not wanting to continue the joint business began to annoy him very much, and instead of sympathy, Said began to feel negative towards this woman. —I’ll make you work for me.” Even at the cost of your own life.

At lunchtime, Rashid was waiting for Sultana in the park. Having tied a handkerchief, the girl went outside, her bright beauty stood out noticeably among ordinary patients. Rashid stood up, greeting his daughter-in-law; Sultana walked lightly along the alley and sat down on a bench next to Rashid. – As always beautiful. A beautiful smile served as a response sign. Rashid melted, and instead of tension, a feeling of bliss came over him. After a minute’s pause, a question sounded. – So what happened here? Sultana, who understood that the life of Guilt was in her hands, prettily played a ridiculous case.

– I stirred up too much. I do not know how fear attacked me, and it seemed to me that Guilt was walking down the corridor. And Amir, well, you know, he caused a panic. And here you are.

– Hmm. Guilt walks down the hallway. It certainly sounds ridiculous. Still, anything can happen. I think you are not wrong. Show me this girl.

– I do not know where she is anymore. Sultana said jokingly.

– What is her name? I will make quick inquiries. We will resolve this issue quickly. By nature, Rashid was a determined, serious person. Those who know how to put a job, help, solve a problem. Amir was gentler. Sultana understood that it would not be easy for her to get out of this situation.

– I do not know the name of this girl.

– Describe her appearance to me. Sultan began to shake with fear. Only this time, not for my life, but for a life of Guilt. – OK. You can keep quiet. Show me your feet. Sultana had no choice but to take off her shoes. Rashid thought that Sultana could not betray what she saw out of fear, and decided at all costs to find a trace of Guilt that would be walking around the clinic. The examination of the feet took less than a minute. Rashid abruptly released Sultana’s feet. —You cannot be here anymore. Get ready, we are flying home. Sultana felt an icy shiver run through her body. Wanting to object, she faltered, and with a special effort squeezed out an argument.

– Tomorrow, early in the morning, Amir will also be here. I have to wait for him to come back.

– Amir? Don’t you trust me? Or do you have something to hide? Sultana was seriously scared. Knowing how to get out of difficult situations, she blurted out an excuse.

– We need to talk to the doctor.

– “Is that why you called him?”

– Yes. The answer sounded so firm that Rashid did not dare to object.

– Well, that is fine. I hope nothing happens in one day. But keep in mind. Covering up the evil that walks down the corridor, you collect the next troubles on your head, and on the head of my son. Sultana was silent after hearing what was said, her mouth was dry, her temples were pounding, a sharp fatigue appeared in her body. Rashid had tired her so much that she wanted to leave, but she did not dare. Her only wish was for tomorrow to come. Amir’s long-awaited arrival could solve all her problems.

– Yes. Treated. The girl thought to herself, slowly getting up from the bench.

– What is wrong with you? Call a doctor.

– No. I just woke up early, and the medicine is making itself felt.

– I will not bore you. I will come by tonight. A knock on the door. The Chamber of Guilt opened.

– Well?

– Amir is coming tomorrow.

– What did Rashid say? Vina blushed, realizing that she had given herself up. Sultana did not attach any importance to this, knowing that Guilt was sitting in front of her.

– He wants to take me away from here. Sees danger.

– Danger. So I’m in danger too.

– I do not know. My husband will tell you about it tomorrow.

– I wish tomorrow would come sooner.

– I am waiting for it too. Sultana herself did not know why she trusted Vina so much. Realizing that this woman had been her mortal enemy in the past, when she met again, Sultana saw her as a friend. An inner instinct told them that the two of them would have to go through a difficult stage, and this time they would become allies in the fight against evil.

– I really want our Moroccan coffee.

– I would not mind either.

– Yes, it is strict here.

– It is a pity that we cannot go out into the city.

– I think it would be possible to escape for an hour. I saw there is a cafeteria across the street.

– A dangerous idea. Especially now.

– What is the danger? What did Rashid say?

– I do not know myself. He is ready to pick me up right now. Vina’s eyes widened.

– What is going to happen? My husband is not dangerous. Then who? Sultana sat thoughtfully.

– Who else besides your husband has a connection with you?

– Said? This name sounded questioningly, in a chant. That Vina herself was so surprised, and immediately plunged into her thoughts. – Said? Really him. That explains everything. That is why I am here. We have our own clinic in Morocco. And Ajo sent me to Spain the day after Said’s arrival.

– You see, you answered your own question. Sultana felt uneasy after the reasoning of Guilt. If Rashid is ready to take her away right now, then Said is here in Spain. – Is the Wine in danger? Sultana felt responsible for this girl, forgetting about herself. Sultana drew strength from Amir’s love. She knew that he was always there, ready to help, protect, shelter himself from bullets and insults. Seeing a defenseless girl who had suffered from Arthur’s paws in front of her, Sultana’s heart trembled, she decided to protect her ward at all costs. There was a knock on the door, and the two girls exchanged glances.

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