Me, Red, my girlfriend and the rapper - страница 5

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I also looked down the yard. Ismikhan wasn’t in the yard. He had taken the eggs and entered his room.

Seeing that Ismikhan had gone , Jem began to sing his rap.


My speckled dove has speckles

It might do whatever he wishes.


As soon as Jem finished his rap I asked him.

‘ Don’t you know why Ismikhan live alone?’

‘ Ismikhan had a gentle, calm wife. All day long Ismikhan gathered his reveller friends and drunk in the yard. Khanik was among them. I mean Khanoghlan. He lived in ten houses’ distance. One day Ismikhan slandered Khanik saying that he hinted at his wife. Khanik couldn’t bear his slander and beat Ismikhan cruelly. Then they arrested Khanik, and Ismikhan was taken to the hospital. Since that time his wife left him . And after being released from the hospital Ismikhan began to keep a dog. Even he couldn’t keep his wife near him. Because of being hard drinker he loses his friends one by one. I feel pity for Chappa, because Ismikhan made that poor animal be as double-faced as himself.’

I glanced at my watch, I didn’t have to be late for training. I said good -bye to Jem. I climbed down the iron stairs and reached the street and went to training.

When I reached the bus station I saw a motorcycle when it braked. From the outwear and helmet he wore I could see he was Aydin who lived in the back street. He looked at me and asked without taking his helmet.

‘Are you the boy who sits at the same desk with Senubar?’

‘Why do you ask?’

‘Well, you are still a child, you don’t know what love is. You must help me.’

‘ How can I help you?’ I asked him.

Motorcycle Aydin took an envelope out of his pocket and reached me the envelope.

’My dear, this letter must be delivered to Senuber, but I warn you not to open it.’

Then Aydin took much money out of his other pocket, handed me ten manats.

‘ Please, take it, let be yours.’

I pushed his hand aside.

‘ I don’t need your money, keep it for yourself.’

When Aydin reached the letter to me, I told him.

‘ Well, I am not a postman for you.’

Then I turned my face and walked away.

Though I didn’t like Aydin as a person, I liked his motorcycle. As I left him, he came after me, pulled out the motorcycle near me.

‘ It appears you don’ t want to help me, doesn’t it?’

‘I can help you, but on one condition,’ I said to him.