loudly.
Mikhail opened his mouth hardly and said, “I told you, I was
telling you every night, but you don't listen to me. I am worried
about you always, because you are so kindly and so stupid. You know
that I am an accursed. You must not come again. ”
Anahita looked at him with
her wet eyes and said, “I'm not stupid, I, I lo... I
can't!”
Mikhail cleaned her tears
and said, “But, if somebody hurt you then what I should
do?!”
Anahita stared his eyes and
said lowly, “Just love me.”
Mikhail, “Love?! I can’t! I
can’t do something which harms you! I don’t want to destroy your
future!”
But Anahita got up sadly and
said, “I don’t want future.”
Mikhail slapped slowly to
her and said, “Don’t say this! I have not any future, but you must
have. My love is nothing!”
Anahita looked at the boys
and said, “What you want to do with them?”
Mikhail took a deep breath
and said, “They must die. Nobody have right to hurt
you.”
Anahita said anxiety, “No! They will kill you! ”
Mikhail smiled and said, “I
already died. Don’t worry. He wants me alive.”
Anahita smiled sadly and put
her hand on his chest and closed her eyes for few seconds and
opened her eyes again and said, “You are my fool.”
Mikhail got her hand and
they went toward the outside. Anahita kissed his cheek and went
while she was worry about him. Mikhail waited for a few seconds
until Anahita became far enough from the home, then he went toward
the boys as he was very angry again. He stood near one of them and
removed his stone and said, “You shouldn't be alive.”
Chapter two:
Train station was not
crowded and only a few families were waiting for the train. The
night air was almost cool and a bland breeze was blowing. A middle
aged man called Chiram was on one of the benches in the station. He
had a puerile smiling face as was showing him like a simpleton.
Chiram had worn a big black coat and he had a beautiful bouquet in
his hand while was gazing at a young girl who had reclined to a
pillar and had a short skirt that Chiram could not close his eyes
for a moment. In front of the girl were her parents and they were
watching the train route. After a few seconds, when she realized
that Chiram had gazed to her with his stupid face, she sulked to
him and went toward her family but Chiram was still staring at her
from behind.
At another corner of the
station was an old man guard who was watching carefully Chiram and
he was angry of him. A big clock was in the station which was
showing seven o'clock and beside the clock was a big picture of the
face of an old man who had a loving smile and his big white beard
was showing him dignified. The old man had a black crown which had
become inlay with gold. Over Chiram's head was a big cloth which
another photo of the same old man was on it and a text had written
on it.
{Obedience of the King of
the kings admittedly is obedience of the great wizard}
Finally, the train whistle
was heard from afar and all happily moved to the station platform,
everybody except Chiram who was still looking at the girl. When the
train stopped at the station, the passengers came out slowly. The
number of passengers was scant and everyone was going toward his
family, some of them were moving loneliness toward the
exit.
The young girl ran happily
toward a young boy and hugged him and kissed him. Chiram got up
happily and he approached to them a few steps. The young boy gave
hand with the others and all moved toward the exit while Chiram was
still staring at them. At this moment, a beautiful,
nineteen-years-old girl called Mitra who had worn a stunning yellow
dress alighted from the train with golden color shoes as her hue
was like a golden angel and her hair was long and yellow and she
had a big, expensive, yellow bag in her hand which had taken it on
her short skirt.
The people who were at the
station were fascinated by the beauty of Mitra. But Chiram was
still looking at the young girl. Mitra