Palmist-3. Return

– 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.

CHAPTER 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.