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Tsvetana Alеkhina
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CHAPTER 1
The morning in the Kingdom of Morocco began as usual. These are centuries-old traditions that passed from day to day without making amendments from outside. The morning call to the azan echoed throughout the city. Instead of stretching and the usual morning coffee, the girl had to get out of bed and perform prayer. The rays of the desert morning sun ruthlessly made their way through the old wooden patterns of the windows. Such an unusual and at the same time long-awaited lifestyle eventually changed not only the appearance, but also the inner image of the girl. As a rule, Adjo got out of bed much earlier than Vina and tried not to compulsively teach her to get up with him.
A new life. New appearance. You can change your appearance beyond recognition, but you cannot erase the past from your memory. Vina only occasionally looked into the past to make sure that she really did not care about it. Plastic surgery works wonders. An Asian woman with black sad eyes and disheveled hair turned into a cute Slavic woman. Green eyes, long white hair, manners, a slightly plump figure, a perky laugh a blond Slavic woman named Adele my own mother would not have known. Guilt is outdated. The only thing that could betray Guilt was the shape of the eyes, occasionally sadness slipped into those eyes. White-skinned Adele stood out among the Arabs, her tan never stuck to her white skin. By its origin, there were English roots in the genus of Wine; it was from there that the Wine had a pure white skin color. With the appearance of Guilt, Adjo stopped going to the mosque so as not to He left his guilt alone and prayed at home, thus trying to teach his wife to pray. The guilt was not that happy, but it could be said that it calmed her down, she felt safe next to Adjo. Slavic appearance quite strongly distinguished the girl among Moroccan women. Her beauty could be envied, but at the same time, Vina wanted to be like everyone else. Do not stand out among the crowd.
The last episodes of her past life swept by like a snowball, which rolled in the entire negative, and drew a line. The past for Vina is the era of the reign of Arthur, whom she once loved so much, but despite her love for him, she actually drew a line under this era and stepped into a new time. More than two years have passed since the escape from prison. The time spent in prison forced the girl to reconsider the system of values. Accustomed to luxury, whims, and dominating of course, it was not easy for the girl to be in such a place as a prison. Only at night, could she indulge in her thoughts and immerse herself in memories. These memories were connected with Morocco. Walking along the embankments of the Bu-Regreg River. Walking through the narrow streets of Rabat. Shopping for beautiful oriental things. And of course the meeting with Adjo. His disheveled hair. Audacious character. Youthfulness of the skin and shine in the eyes. Meeting with Ajo could not just forget herself. Vina believed with all her heart that eventually, their paths would definitely cross again. Expectations of Guilt were not in vain. This long-awaited day has come. Remembering the day when she was notified about the date, she expected to see Said, but Adjo was sitting on the chair. Of course, Adjo has never been a gentleman, without getting up and greeting the girl, Adjo immediately got down to business. A wave of passion Guilt overwhelmed, blood rushed to the head, a current passed through the body. Having lost her mind, the girl was ready to run right now, without thinking about the difficulties, dangers and consequences. Guided by the exact instructions of Adjo and Said, the escape was accomplished without much difficulty. Since the appearance of Adjo in her life, Said has faded into the background. He lost his authority in the eyes of Guilt, and with this loss, she lost interest in business. Vinu was only interested in Ajo and life in Morocco.
The era of Arthurs reign is over. The Wangrat family rejoiced at the end of the war and the truce that had come. Amir became a famous palmist, and it was simply impossible to get an appointment with him. His fame extended beyond Bangkok. Tourists spread information about Amirs ability all over the world. Thanks to which Amir became fabulously rich. Everyone knew sultanas status, and it was simply impossible to approach this girl just like that. For her safety Amir, he continued to hire a bodyguard. Sultana did not consider her husbands guardianship unnecessary. The gaps in her memory made themselves felt, sometimes she was attacked by fear, and she looked around. Realizing that everything was already over and there was nothing to fear, Sultana caught herself thinking, what if. Suddenly everything will start all over again. I will be kidnapped. Then why did the husband hire this bodyguard? Why is he following me around? These thoughts occasionally visited Sultanas head, and she, like the Guilt, drove them away and rejoiced in a new life. Many people rejoiced at the new life, but not all. There is a place in the shadows where Arthur is oldest friends and devoted to their work have remained. One of these friends was Said.
Said is not just an old friend of Arthur. Once it was a team of three people. Moreover, Said is the only survivor of this team. He just could not bear the thought that this case had ended. Said was waiting for the continuation of the era and was preparing for war. His main tool was Guilt, and Said patiently waited for the gun to come to him by itself and ask him for help, but the gun did not go. Said was wise and patient, he understood that the Guilt is now just morally not ready for battle and taking his position in shadows was secretly watching what was happening. By nature, Said was just as cruel as Arthur was. But having a clearer head and more persistent patience, he was able to dodge in time, hide his head, get out of the situation. Perhaps because of this, he is still alive.
The escape took place in one breath. During one of the long gray prison days, Vina suddenly fell ill. Her condition was getting worse every day. Despite the complete distrust of the current situation, the girl literally had to be transferred to a prison hospital. Her body was carried out on a stretcher. The escort escort kept his eyes on her. Sleeping beauty! Vina listened to the taunts of the cops and counted the fateful minutes from which her life depended on it. Her body was trembling, trying to keep calm; she was barely noticeably straining her muscles and hearing to catch every sound, word, extraneous movement. The strapped body was uncomfortable. Not daring to move once again, Vina strained her hearing more and more. The paddy wagon set off. You can open your eyes. The doctors friendly voice sounded faintly. Exactly fifteen minutes later, the paddy wagon skidded from a sharp blow to the side wing. This day was so stressful in the life of Guilt. She was so afraid of failing this escape. A whole life that had not been lived depended on the slightest oversight. From the stress experienced that day, Vina only remembered some episodes. Collision, shootout, murder, chase, fear of being recognized. And it was only when she arrived in Morocco in a new guise that she found peace.
The escape of Guilt confused not only Russia, but also South Asian countries that had at least the slightest relation to her and her business. Over time, a worldwide search was announced. Vina understood the complexity of what was happening, but the situation was in her favor as well as possible, and she enjoyed what was happening. She did not care about the abandoned business. She bathed in the rays of Adjos love and did not think about the future. Her future was the birth of a child from a loved one. Vina dreamed about it every day, but her dreams were in vain. Vina entrusted her once abandoned business to Said, she just gave him this business. I do not need it anymore. Dispose of it, as you want. Said understood that Guilt was guided by emotions and took his position. Time it went on, but there was no news from the Guilt. Said himself did not want to arrange everything for himself; he was quite satisfied with the place in the shade. Said did not know about the dream of Guilt and waited patiently. It was time to run out of patience, Said decided to declare himself. While Vina is tired of suffering from infertility.
Meanwhile, Amir and Sultana were concerned about the same problem. A child has not yet been born in this family. Rashid pressured Amir by making calls from Pakse. I have been saying for a long time that this girl needs to be treated.
Dad, she has suffered many shocks. This will pass with time.
This is not a shock, but the injuries caused that need to be eliminated.
Dad, you cannot stand it.
Agree with me. A long pause said yes. You see, you agree with me.
I must admit that yes. I agree.
You have a great clinic in Bangkok.
No. Not to Bangkok.
I hope not to Russia.
Dad, you cannot stand it. Here the problem is much more serious. The guilt has escaped. And she ran away a long time ago. We need to take action. I have stepped up security. Sultana does not know about it yet, but I cannot relax anymore.
What a horror. I will be there soon.
It is not worth it.
Every time you say that, the irreparable happens.
I know.
And you are so calm?
I do not see any danger.
You cant see her. I have to watch.
I examined Ahmeds legs, and was able to predict the immediate future of Sultana.
And what is it like?
I am taking her to Spain. It will be safer this way. I have good friends there, they will help me.
Not a bad move. Good job! Amir felt proud to receive praise from his father.
Sultana could not disagree with her husband. Realizing that she has not been able to become a mother for several years, the girl happily agrees to fly to Spain without asking unnecessary questions. The suitcase was packed, the ticket was booked. There were a few days left before departure.
Matters of Guilt were much more complicated. The girl could not tell about the once-interrupted pregnancy. No one knew about it except Guntur. Only sometimes, the sadness in her eyes suggested an idea. What are you so sad about all the time? Returning to reality, Vina smiled sweetly.
Yes, it is about nothing. I have just been thinking.
About what? Ajo was a copy of his father. At times, the same rudeness woke up in him, but immediately faded away. All the qualities, habits, gestures, train of thought, he had everything from Arthur, except for the softness of character. The upbringing of his mother played a huge role in his fate. If his father had brought up this child, he would have suffered the same fate as his father. Sometimes anger would flare up in him, but then it would fade away, and this young man would become soft, as if nothing had happened.
I want a baby so much.
It is the will of Allah.
I know. I was thinking, maybe you should see a doctor? Ajo scratched his hair with his left hand, not asking any questions. He knew a lot about this girls past, and realizing that it was not perfect, he stretched out an answer to the chant.
Maybe you are right. I will think about your words. Vina breathed a sigh of relief.
The joint life of Vina and Adjo began immediately from the moment of escape. About the past of the Guilt of Adjo, minor events were found out from the words of Said. Adjos mother had to tell who his father was and what he was like. If it had not been for that chance meeting on the day of Ajos wedding, things might have turned out differently. But if we discard all these vicissitudes, and include adventurism and add romance, then we can safely say that Adjo really fell in love. This guy fell in love with Wine at first a glance at their first meeting. Even then, promising Vina that he would find her, Adjo decided for himself that he would definitely marry this girl, no matter what. He inherited a penchant for adventure and the ability to get his own way from his father.
By nature, Adjo was a fort guy. Life circumstances were developing in his direction as well as possible. He was widowed exactly two months after the wedding. In pursuit of his goal, Said helped Adjo to become a widow, realizing that it was his fault not to agree to the fate of his second wife. The premature departure of his wife did not make him grieve for a long time; a meeting with Guilt healed this loss. Adjos mother gave him a superficial insight into his fathers affairs, while Said initiated him much deeper. Of course avoiding many details and details. Adjo was not so stupid, and he found out a lot himself, his intuition did not let him down. Realizing what and whom he was dealing with, this guy decided to put an end to his fathers crime once and for all. The reason for this was the flight of his mother to Egypt, the threat to his mothers life, his mothers tears, a childhood without a father. After learning the truth, he decided not to become like his father. The appearance of Guilt finally put the point in this case. Ajo accepted the Guilt into his family, and forbade her to have contact with the outside world. The guilt was not against the turn of such events. Her feelings for Adjo had a completely different shade; it was not the same love that she felt for Arthur. Love for Adjo could be called a continuation of love, but feelings, passion, adrenaline, all this was expressed quite differently. Rather, it was a quiet, pure, calm continuation of love.
The house of the Elasabgi family was located on one of the provincial streets of Rabat. Not being so rich, this family lived quite well and did not complain about life. Adjo was the only man in the house. The harem consisted of three women Bakhiti, Adele, and a servant helping women around the house. Occasionally, Bakhitis sister came to the house, who once sheltered her from Arthurs persecution and thereby saved her life. As the only man in the house, Adjo was proud enough, and proud of his position.
Change of appearance, forged documents, formal marriage. All these events flashed by with lightning speed. Not without the participation of Said. Said had a hand in everything, pursuing his own benefit. The worldwide search for Guilt largely undermined Saids plans. Of course, Vina could not just come to Moscow. Relatives of the Guilt considered the girl dead. If she were alive, she would have made herself known. Mother Vina did not take off her mourning, for her both her daughters became deceased. Even the birth of a grandson from Mansur did not eliminate mourning at least for a while. The trampling of childrens feet could not eliminate the mourning silence, and cause a smile on the sad face of the grandmother. Over time, Sarima could not come to terms with the eternal mourning in the house and persuaded her husband to move to a new house. Said occasionally visited Morocco, trying to catch familiar features on the face of Guilt. The fault was cold. She told Said how happy she was, how she would like to have a child, but there were still no children. Said was beside himself with anger. He understood that his plans were collapsing and tried to find a way out of this situation.
Adele, get ready. You need to go to Spain
Why?
You wanted to be treated for infertility. You have had the opportunity. Vina did not ask unnecessary questions. She trusted Ajo completely. Adjo, in turn, understood the danger hanging over the Guilt and hurried to hide it as securely as possible and further away. Vina could not understand why she was flying to Spain, and began to pack her suitcase in silence. Adjo was thinking how to send the Wine to Spain without Saeeds knowledge. He understood that a war was coming and mentally prepared for the battle. He did not have enough allies, and he went over in his mind possible people suitable for this battle, but could not find anyone suitable. Realizing that he could not cope alone, Ajo fell into despondency. With his elbows on his knees and his face in his hands, Ajo sat on the edge of the bed. Adele. Vina responded to her new name as if she had lived with that name all her life.