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– You have finally come. Amir started in surprise.

– Dad. What a habit. Rashid smiled.

– Come in. And Rashid opened the door of his office for him.

– What is the urgency? He cannot stand it until morning.

– I wonder which one of us is not patient. I saw the Guilt, but I could not do anything.

– «What were you going to do?» Did you want to kill her? It will not work. This is the type of people. She will just ruin herself, you will see. Just have to wait.

– And you are patient. I was wrong. Okay, go ahead. But this does not mean that you are not in danger.

– Good night, Dad. Rashid smiled back again, and the office door closed quietly. Sultana was waiting for her husband in bed, in a beautiful lace negligee, coral color.

– «You’ve been gone so long.

– You did not want to come with me. But in vain. We had a great time. We have not seen each other for almost three years.

– This is the deadline. Sultana said with a laugh. We had a great time with your dad, too. He told us about the New Year in Moscow.