Название | Palmist. Thirst for revenge |
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Автор произведения | Tsvetana Alеkhina |
Жанр | Современная русская литература |
Серия | |
Издательство | Современная русская литература |
Год выпуска | 0 |
isbn | 9785005598264 |
Meanwhile, Amir and Sultana were about to go to Laos— – My father will examine your legs, and I will feel safer this way.
– And what is the need to go? Let us just send a photo.
– Something tells me that I need to go. Especially since, we have not been home for so many years.
– Well, if you think so, and then let us go.
– Are you laughing at me?
– Not at all. When are we going?
– I bought tickets for the day after tomorrow.
– Very good. I will have time to get ready.
The arrival of Amir and Sultana was a surprise for everyone. Therefore, a festive table was set for such a solemn occasion. – How have you grown up! Nina and Sultana were setting the table and whispering about something. Amir and Rashid locked themselves in the office.
– What happened to you?
– What makes you think that?
– You arrived so unexpectedly, in the middle of the school year. What happened? Rashid asked this question in a firm tone.
– Yes, Dad happened. Arthur’s wife has returned to their joint business, and Sultana and I do not know what to expect. You know I cannot read her fate.
– Bring her here quickly.
– Lets not do it today.
– Okay, tomorrow morning.
Everyone sat down at the table. The dinner consisted of four family members, as the arrival was unexpected. – It seems to me it would be safer for you to move to live in our city. It would be better for everyone.
– Dad, we live well. Then we will see.
– Sultana, how do you look at it?
– To be honest, I feel better at home.
– I understand you, but it is better for Amir to be here. I can ensure your safety here.
– Not a fact. If there is a danger, then it is impossible to hide from it. It just needs to be eliminated, not run away.
– Lets not quarrel. The children have come to us.
– «You’re right. The next morning, Amir and Sultana went to their father’s office. Sultana sat down in a chair, Rashid carefully examined her feet.
– Dad, what is it?
– Wait. After a long pause, Rashid said softly. It is a pity that I cannot set deadlines, but there is a risk.
– Which one?
– There is a threat to life, but she will remain alive. It will last long enough. I do not even know what to do with it. It would not be bad to communicate with the Guilt itself.
– I have been thinking about it too. Only how?
– Sit down; I will examine your feet. Amir was sitting quietly; Sultana was standing next to him. Tell me are you inseparable?
– In general, yes! Amir replied with a smile.
– That is what I understood. It will be hard for you.
– What do you mean?
– Difficult trials are waiting for you ahead. I do not know how you will cope.
– Well, you will help us. Amir said with an idiotic smile.
– «We’ll see,» Rashid replied with the same smile.
Amir and Sultana stayed in Paksa for only two days and left back. Amir did not have time to visit his best friend and regretted it.
Rashid saw the danger, and did not know how to prevent it. All these dangerous games have gone too far, and Rashid saw only one-way to stop it all, is to kill the Guilt. He no longer saw the point of hiding, wandering, and even more so to conduct business negotiations. All this was meaningless. Rashid understood that he had the responsibility to take care of the safety of the lives of his son and his wife. In his heart, Rashid was secretly attached to Sultana, and realizing that his attachment was madness, he showed his dislike for this girl in every possible way. Sitting in his office, Rashid was thinking, what is the best thing to do? – Go with them and settle everything? Alternatively, fly to Moscow and settle everything. Or settle everything on the native land of this Indian woman?
– Who are you talking to?
– I will do it my way. With these words, Rashid got up from his chair and proudly walked out of the office.
– What happened? Won’t you tell me?
– You will find out later. The less you know, the more you sleep.
– What is wrong again? These secrets. I will find out anyway. Nina stood with a serious face and understood that something serious had happened.
Amir and Sultana were ready to go home. – We will come for the New Year!
– Don’t make any plans yet.
– Dad, do not scare me like that.
– What are you hiding from me all the time?
– You see. Worried Mom. Sultana stood silently and listened to the family speech. – Mom, nothing happened, you know Dad.
– That is for sure. Nina agreed with the words spoken, realizing that something was wrong.
These few days spent in Laos did not fly by noticeably. Adult children felt parental care and care, and relaxed for a moment. – Maybe Dad is right. Maybe it is worth living in my homeland for a while.
– «I don’t know myself. I am sick of these threats to my life. We cannot just go outside; we could be killed at any moment. When will it all end?
– «I don’t know myself. Wherever we go, there will be danger everywhere. My father is up to something; let us wait for his actions.
Meanwhile, the Wine got into the taste; she realized what it means to have a business like hers. She was doing great, and she felt like a queen. Her blood was boiling, and she did not notice how her authority began to grow among Arthur’s former companions. Money and power overshadowed the eyes of this woman, and she did not think that this medal has a reverse side. Besides companions, friends and loyal dogs, Arthur also had enemies. Before his death, Arthur did not have time to distribute the debts, as he was not going to die. This criminal king was going to live forever, regardless of his lifestyle. He also had eternal problems with brothel owners. Since Arthur did not know how to run this business. All these unfinished business, and remained unfinished and, it would seem, they went with Arthur to the grave. But since Vina decided to resurrect the whole business, Arthur’s debts were resurrected along with the business. Vina was sitting at the bar next to Said and drinking the coffee he had prepared for her. – You have a special talent. Only you know how to make this kind of coffee.
– Of course. I am Moroccan. In our homeland, Arthur and I attach great importance to this drink.
– Tell me about Arthur’s native roots. You know for sure.
– Yes. It is you at the address.
– Me, Arthur and Jamal. We are our close-knit team. But the day came, and I was left alone. It is good that you decided to resurrect all this. That is why I’m happy to help you. This is a sacred thing for me. I have known Arthur since I was a kid. We were neighbors. His childhood was difficult; he grew