Palmist-3. Return. Tsvetana Alеkhina

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.