TURMOIL

dream, they will have a child. If naked people dream, they will soon go crazy… Explain to people the dreams of angels, and do not follow this covenant, my crucifixion awaits you in life … “ Their laughter was cut short. The girls looked at him, Jasyn was sitting, still buried in the newspaper. One of them craned her neck. “Did you read that in there?” She asked with child- like curiosity. Jasyn was once again convinced of the female stupidity, grinned to himself, having folded the newspaper neatly, as if it was the most valuable thing, he got up from the bench, like a saint who had come from heaven, and majestically retired, noting with satisfaction that the girls had been blown away by the wind. As soon as he knocked on the door, Malika ran out to meet him. Ignoring the people around them, she im- mediately hugged him. “Finally! I’ve looked all over for you!” She burst into tears. “Couldn’t you have come sooner?” Jasyn felt uneasy from such a meeting. “How are you?” Jasyn asked, rather rudely removing Malika’s hands from his shoulders. “A little better, but yesterday I was terribly scared, I thought that she might die.” Malika began to cry again. “Bagila talks about you all the time. It was you… that hurt her so much. Why did you…? Do it…?” Jasyn didn’t know what to say. “What’s going on with her?” He asked when Malika thought to invite him into the room. “We didn’t know anything, but it turns out she has a bad heart. We decided to move away from you, but you see what happened…” Crimea clearly benefited Malika. Her face was flushed and rounded. Her wrinkles disappeared, and the bruises under her eyes disappeared. She was prepared for Jasyn’s arrival: her short hair was fashionably curled with a small comp. She wore a colourful chintz dress that was deliberately sewn tightly so that her figure was immedi- ately visible. “Damn it,” thought Jasyn. “She knows her charms well. How self-conscious can these women be, Bagila is in the hospital, and she couldn’t forget to run to the barber. At the same time, she is a good person.” “Can I see her today?” “I have a pass. If we can explain, they’ll let both of us pass. Only… What if she sees you and becomes worse? Let me go in first…”

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