Название | Palmist-3. Return |
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Автор произведения | Tsvetana Alеkhina |
Жанр | Современные детективы |
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Издательство | Современные детективы |
Год выпуска | 0 |
isbn | 9785005612175 |
– I hope not to Russia.
– Dad, you cannot stand it. Here the problem is much more serious. The guilt has escaped. And she ran away a long time ago. We need to take action. I have stepped up security. Sultana does not know about it yet, but I cannot relax anymore.
– What a horror. I will be there soon.
– It is not worth it.
– Every time you say that, the irreparable happens.
– I know.
– And you are so calm?
– I do not see any danger.
– “You can’t see her. I have to watch.
– I examined Ahmed’s legs, and was able to predict the immediate future of Sultana.
– And what is it like?
– I am taking her to Spain. It will be safer this way. I have good friends there, they will help me.
– Not a bad move. Good job! Amir felt proud to receive praise from his father.
Sultana could not disagree with her husband. Realizing that she has not been able to become a mother for several years, the girl happily agrees to fly to Spain without asking unnecessary questions. The suitcase was packed, the ticket was booked. There were a few days left before departure.
Matters of Guilt were much more complicated. The girl could not tell about the once-interrupted pregnancy. No one knew about it except Guntur. Only sometimes, the sadness in her eyes suggested an idea. – What are you so sad about all the time? Returning to reality, Vina smiled sweetly.
– Yes, it is about nothing. I have just been thinking.
– About what? Ajo was a copy of his father. At times, the same rudeness woke up in him, but immediately faded away. All the qualities, habits, gestures, train of thought, he had everything from Arthur, except for the softness of character. The upbringing of his mother played a huge role in his fate. If his father had brought up this child, he would have suffered the same fate as his father. Sometimes anger would flare up in him, but then it would fade away, and this young man would become soft, as if nothing had happened.
– I want a baby so much.
– It is the will of Allah.
– I know. I was thinking, maybe you should see a doctor? Ajo scratched his hair with his left hand, not asking any questions. He knew a lot about this girl’s past, and realizing that it was not perfect, he stretched out an answer to the chant.
– Maybe you are right. I will think about your words. Vina breathed a sigh of relief.
The joint life of Vina and Adjo began immediately from the moment of escape. About the past of the Guilt of Adjo, minor events were found out from the words of Said. Adjo’s mother had to tell who his father was and what he was like. If it had not been for that chance meeting on the day of Ajo’s wedding, things might have turned out differently. But if we discard all these vicissitudes, and include adventurism and add romance, then we can safely say that Adjo really fell in love. This guy fell in love with Wine at first a glance at their first meeting. Even then, promising Vina that he would find her, Adjo decided for himself that he would definitely marry this girl, no matter what. He inherited a penchant for adventure and the ability to get his own way from his father.
By nature, Adjo was a fort guy. Life circumstances were developing in his direction as well as possible. He was widowed exactly two months after the wedding. In pursuit of his goal, Said helped Adjo to become a widow, realizing that it was his fault not to agree to the fate of his second wife. The premature departure of his wife did not make him grieve for a long time; a meeting with Guilt healed this loss. Adjo’s mother gave him a superficial insight into his father’s affairs, while Said initiated him much deeper. Of course avoiding many details and details. Adjo was not so stupid, and he found out a lot himself, his intuition did not let him down. Realizing what and whom he was dealing with, this guy decided to put an end to his father’s crime once and for all. The reason for this was the flight of his mother to Egypt, the threat to his mother’s life, his mother’s tears, a childhood without a father. After learning the truth, he decided not to become like his father. The appearance of Guilt finally put the point in this case. Ajo accepted the Guilt into his family, and forbade her to have contact with the outside world. The guilt was not against the turn of such events. Her feelings for Adjo had a completely different shade; it was not the same love that she felt for Arthur. Love for Adjo could be called a continuation of love, but feelings, passion, adrenaline, all this was expressed quite differently. Rather, it was a quiet, pure, calm continuation of love.
The house of the Elasabgi family was located on one of the provincial streets of Rabat. Not being so rich, this family lived quite well and did not complain about life. Adjo was the only man in the house. The harem consisted of three women – Bakhiti, Adele, and a servant helping women around the house. Occasionally, Bakhiti’s sister came to the house, who once sheltered her from Arthur’s persecution and thereby saved her life. As the only man in the house, Adjo was proud enough, and proud of his position.
Change of appearance, forged documents, formal marriage. All these events flashed by with lightning speed. Not without the participation of Said. Said had a hand in everything, pursuing his own benefit. The worldwide search for Guilt largely undermined Said’s plans. Of course, Vina could not just come to Moscow. Relatives of the Guilt considered the girl dead. – If she were alive, she would have made herself known. Mother Vina did not take off her mourning, for her both her daughters became deceased. Even the birth of a grandson from Mansur did not eliminate mourning at least for a while. The trampling of children’s feet could not eliminate the mourning silence, and cause a smile on the sad face of the grandmother. Over time, Sarima could not come to terms with the eternal mourning in the house and persuaded her husband to move to a new house. Said occasionally visited Morocco, trying to catch familiar features on the face of Guilt. The fault was cold. She told Said how happy she was, how she would like to have a child, but there were still no children. Said was beside himself with anger. He understood that his plans were collapsing and tried to find a way out of this situation.
– Adele, get ready. You need to go to Spain
– Why?
– You wanted to be treated for infertility. You have had the opportunity. Vina did not ask unnecessary questions. She trusted Ajo completely. Adjo, in turn, understood the danger hanging over the Guilt and hurried to hide it as securely as possible and further away. Vina could not understand why she was flying to Spain, and began to pack her suitcase in silence. Adjo was thinking how to send the Wine to Spain without Saeed’s knowledge. He understood that a war was coming and mentally prepared for the battle. He did not have enough allies, and he went over in his mind possible people suitable for this battle, but could not find anyone suitable. Realizing that he could not cope alone, Ajo fell into despondency. With his elbows on his knees and his face in his hands, Ajo sat on the edge of the bed. – Adele. Vina responded to her new name as if she had lived with that name all her life.
– Yes, Adjo.
– During the trip, you will wear a burqa. And you will take it off only when you arrive at the clinic.
– Aren’t you coming with me?
– No. I need to stay. Vina did not understand what was happening. After what she heard, she was attacked by fear. How could she be alone in a foreign country? Vina did not know that it was all about Said. She considered Said a family friend, did not see him as an enemy and trusted him as her own father.
– How will I be alone in Spain?
– “You won’t be alone. I will take care of you. Do not worry about anything. Sighing heavily, the girl sat down next to her husband on the edge of the