TURMOIL

It was already dark when they approached the hos- pital, surrounded by cypresses. It was a completely differ- ent world, silence, deserted. Only the blows of the waves faintly reached the hospital building and the cheerful voice of the guide, who called out to the vacationers on the other side with a megaphone. Realising that Jasyn had come from afar, the doctors allowed him to go into the ward. As they agreed, Malika entered first. She almost immediately returned for him and silently nodded in the direction of the ward. Bagila was sat up on the pillows, the blanket pulled over her chest… She decided to be self-possessed, unresponsive, but when she saw Jasyn, she lost her breath, her heart pounded in a haunted way. Noticing this unexpected excitement, the nurse sitting by the bed was seriously frightened. Here, no one knew what this guy had to do with the patient, but having discovered such a change in behaviour, the lady whispered to Jasyn: “No more than two minutes, you hear!” Jasyn approached her, Bagila tried to smile, but when he sat on the edge of the bed and took her hand, her eyes filled with tears. And Jasyn’s heart sank. He stared with fixed eyes at the thinned girlish finger lying limply in his palms. Their quiet warmth was slowly transferred to him, and Jasyn became agitated, he heard his troubled heart. He thought that after the stupid meeting in the hotel, they were seeing each other like this for the first time in a while, that their separation was impossibly stupid and senseless. Why did they not see each other for so long. He kissed her guiltily on her hot, dry lips. The nurse watched with surprise as Jasyn kissed the patient in front of everyone, and she only closed her eyes and smiled softly. The lady could bet that the girl got better. “This time your lips smell like medicine,” Jasyn smiled softly. Bagila nodded. “First time in a hotel, second time in a hospital. Will there be a third…” “Don’t talk so much.” Jasyn shook his head. “These days people are even afraid of colds. Don’t be like them.” “I’m sorry that everything turned out like this,” she felt awkward in front of Jasyn. “Lika thought up of all this. She’s a great inventor… When are you flying back home?” “When you get better.” “Oh, I

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