Palmist-3. Return. Tsvetana Alеkhina

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Sultana could barely hold back tears. – Why would I do that?

      Three days later, Sultana went out into the garden for the first time. Walking along the alley, she did not notice the girl staring at her.

      – That is her. It is definitely her. This is not a mistake. Vina looked at Sultana with wide-open eyes. – It cannot be. What should I do? Forgetting that she had undergone plastic surgery, Vina pulled a handkerchief over her face in fear. Sultana did not notice these strange actions, continued her slow walk along the alley.

      – How beautiful it is here. I would like to walk around the city. The Khmer language was not clear to many who were on the territory of this institution. Therefore, no one paid much attention to the girl’s words. – When my husband arrives, I will definitely take him out for a walk. Let us arrange a week of holidays in Spain.

      – My husband is coming! Vina thought with horror of Amir’s arrival. “Not that. What should I do? Said. In such difficult moments, the only shoulder in the life of Guilt was Said— – Although, what should I be afraid of. I will lock myself in the ward and not come out until he leaves. A woman in a burqa attracted sultana’s gaze.

      – Interesting. Why does she wear this burqa all the time? Probably a strict husband. I would like to meet her. I would not be so lonely. Sultana purposefully strode to the Wine. Vina, seeing the approaching Sultan, nervously looked around trying to dodge.

      – What does she want? She probably recognized me. And wrapping her arms around her stomach, she ran to the ward.

      – What is wrong with you? Donna Adele, are you ill?

      – No. My husband is calling me, and I have to answer.

      – These strange laws. How is it possible? Run as fast as you can. The nurse was discussing the patient.

      – Yes, you cannot envy these veiled women. I am going to check if she is okay. At this time, Sultana was walking to her room with light dancing movements. A medical worker came out of the Guilt ward. – I am sorry. And she quietly closed the door behind her. Sultana managed to see a beautiful girl and her long white hair.

      – Excuse me, is there something serious?

      – This is an official secret. We are not spreading.

      – I am sorry. It is just that this girl is so weird.

      – There is a little. She is not the weird one. And these are your laws. Sultana only grinned in response.

      – Wow, such blonde hair. I wonder where she is from. It was much easier for Sultana to stay in this country, she knew Portuguese. All these years spent with Amir have taught her a lot. Sultan I decided to take the situation into my own hands, and turned on my ability to eavesdrop. She spent all her free time from treatment near the front door, trying to hear what was going on in the ward opposite. In just a couple of days, she just found out the name of this girl’s husband. This is all the information that Sultana was able to find out.

      Vina was sitting in her room like a mouse in a hole, and was afraid to go out into the corridor once again. Early Friday morning, Sultana left her room with her phone in her hand, and stood in the doorway looking at the door closed opposite. To her surprise, the door opened, and the girl with her eyes lowered to the floor left the ward, and quickly walked down the snow-white corridor. – Well, well. It is not my destiny to have such a devout friend. Sultana bitterly walked slowly and beautifully in the same direction. To her surprise, they were in the same queue for examination. The wine came with a huge delay and Sultana had to wait.

      – Donna Sultana, we apologize for the inconvenience caused.

      – It is okay. I am not in a hurry. Sultana examined the Guilt from head to toe. She did not understand why she had an incomprehensible curiosity about this girl. Vina could not stand it and turned to face her. Their eyes we met. The bright green color of the eyes alerted the Sultan. Yet, behind that color, she could see something familiar. Only she couldn’t figure out what? Hearing the phrase: – “Donna Sultana, I’m sorry.” The blood boiled in the Wine, and with it awoke the hatred that had once fallen asleep, which she had always felt for this girl. The door to the office closed, and Sultana was left alone in the corridor. —Where did I see her?” Strange. Entering the office, Vina was trembling all over.

      – What is wrong with you? Are you ill?

      – No. Just a feeling of anxiety.

      – What are you worried about? Did something happen to you? It is bad for you in your position to worry. This can harm the treatment.

      – I know.

      – What happened to you?

      – Nothing. I just remembered an unpleasant episode.

      – It is better to tell the doctor about it. Vina sighed heavily. – You are not so bad. There is a chance to fix everything. If there are secrets and not pleasant memories, then it is necessary to tell. This will help the treatment. Medical secrecy will remain here, between the doctor and the patient. Hearing the encouraging words, Vina left the office with relief. At the exit, the collision with the Sultan was repeated. This time, forgetting herself, Vina did not arbitrarily turn her head to the side, as she had done before. At that moment, Sultana shuddered, remembering their scene with Vina in “Oriental Fairy Tale”.

      – It cannot be. It is not her. After going into the study, Sultana was trembling as well as Vina.

      – Yes, what is it with you today. What is the matter with you?

      – Nothing. I remembered an unpleasant episode.

      – Wow. The same thing happened to Donna Adele.

      – With Donna Adele?

      – Yes. Adele. A patient who just got out.

      – She is so beautiful.

      – I am surprised myself. Such an appearance does not go well with the inhabitants of the Kingdom of Morocco.

      – Morocco?

      – Yes. Morocco. You ask so many questions.

      – Yes. Sorry. It is just the neighbor across the street; she is silent all the time.

      – Yes. I noticed. She is a little weird, and downtrodden. Fortunately, Sultana’s ultrasound doctor turned out to be talkative, and she managed to get at least some information about her neighbor.

      – Adele, Morocco, Wine. How to combine it? Not happening. I just made a mistake. But she ran away. And where? In Morocco? Sultana could not stand it and called Amir. “Is that really her?”

      – I do not even know what to say to you. I am flying to you. She is so close to you. Try to hold out for these two days.

      The guilt continued to sit like a mouse in its hole. But she wanted so much to get closer to the Sultan. Find out what she is. What she feels. How she managed to escape from Arthur’s clutches. Unable to stand it. The girl went for a walk in the corridor. Hearing the door slam Sultan quickly threw on a handkerchief gracefully went out into the corridor. —What’s the matter

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