It had been two or three days since I returned. I had to go again in three months and I had little time to rest. I had planned to rest completely for the first two or three weeks and spend the rest of the days with my family and friends.
But on the fourth day, Araz called and I was dying to go see him. Araz was one of the few remaining friends from my childhood and I missed him.
We made a date and saw each other. We talked a little about my situation and spent the rest of the time I was with him, reminiscing about old times and joking around. For dinner, we went to remember the past, had a glorious sandwich and two dirty ports.
Araz, who was finishing his second sandwich, said: "Reza! Do you go to parties and parties there, or are you all at home like Omla?"
I said: "Dad, don't choke." How long have you not eaten?"
He laughed and said: "You know that I am a glutton and my mother is a porter..."
He continued: "Well, you didn't say!"
I said: "Well, Zahrmar... I'll go to a party and someone will take a picture and video of me as I go to Ga!"
He said, "Okay, now you look like Killeen Murphy." Cillian Murphy himself does not hold himself up like you. Be a little humble, the condition of staying high is humility, otherwise you will fall to the ground with your head."
Then he made his voice like the announcers and said: "Araz-e Mohammadi!"
We both laughed and I said: "Be a man, you are not what you are not."
He said: "Reza, I'm going to tell you something, brother, don't come!"
I said: "Don't swear... Tell me to see what else is in that brain."
They scratched their heads and said: "Tomorrow night, there is a horrible party in an even worse penthouse. Not everyone can go, and everyone who goes has to pay." Shall we go somewhere?"
I hit my forehead with my palm and said: "I've been telling him the story of Shirin and Farhad for an hour, Tahesh says, is Lily a woman or a man!" For the thousandth time I say Araz! My situation is no longer the same as before, I will fall to the sidelines, my whole future will be ruined... You don't want my future to be ruined for a party in a penthouse?"
He took a long puff and said: "You took it too hard, Reza. There, the dog doesn't recognize its owner, then now you thought they would zoom in on you and recognize you and take a video and broadcast your video? We didn't want it, Dad... Your professional life has given our life and friendship to the dogs!"
Then he got up and stormed out. He was right. It's been three years since my friendship has faded and our fun has been limited.
I went after him and reached him. Against my heart's desire and just for the sake of our friendship, I told him: "Okay, now don't play with me. We will do something about it!"
He smiled and said: "Are you coming?"
I smiled and said: "I don't have any other makeup..."
On the night of the party, I wore a hairstyle and tried to be a completely different version of myself. That if someone recognized me and took a video or photo of me, I could later claim that it wasn't me and that someone looked like me.
Araz followed me in the evening and we started walking. The party was in Balashahr and in the penthouse of a rich kid. Of course, from these rich beggars! One night before the party, the guests had to send their money to him and then they could participate in the party. Araz was somewhat familiar with the party and therefore knew about his parties. Your side had a Telegram channel and earned money through these parties!
Of course, he was right. His penthouse was very nice and had a lot of room. After seeing the space of the penthouse and the number of rooms, I knocked on Araz's side and said: "This is the place!"
He looked at me angrily and said: "What?"
I said: "If someone wants to have sex here, he puts some money in the palm of the guy's hand and goes to one of the rooms!" I have no doubt that some steady girls are also living here and earning money. They also give a commission to the owner of the house!"
All the tables and chairs were arranged in the corners of the house and on each table there was a spread of drinks and snacks, flowers and cigarettes. Of course, some bartenders were also at the party and they were advertising the other drugs they had in the ears of the guests.
There was a DJ party and some people were dancing in the light dance and doing some mischief. Araz and I were sitting around one of the tables and watching the others.
My guess was right and the closer we got to the end of the night, the more guests entered the rooms.
But the strangest and most attractive part of the party was a girl! An apparently young girl with boyish hair. who was wearing a very short dress with an open crotch and was dancing drunk and alone. It had been half an hour since I had zoomed in and it somehow caught my eye.
I showed the girl to Araz and said: "Do you know this girl?"
He said: "No, how?"
I said: "Like this!"
He said: "The Reza I know does not ask questions about a girl like this!"
I said: "Don't say poetry... I just got a good feeling from it."
He laughed and said: "Halle; I will give you the statistics."
He got up and went to the girl! A very short conversation was exchanged between them and he came back to me. I looked at him with surprise and said: "What did you say to him?!"
He said: "I told him, would you be proud to dance together?" He said no and scolded me!"
I laughed and laughed out loud. Araz also laughed and said under his breath: "Jendeh girl!"
While still laughing, I said: "So what? Is this how you wanted to get his statistics?"
He said: "Yes! This is how it turned out that she is not one of the business girls here!"
Then he pointed to a boy from Tepel who was going back and forth in the house and said: "The second stage is Samia. It's his party and he probably knows it."
I confirmed it with my head and said: "No! I like it, every day you prove to me more than yesterday that you are not a fool!"
He laughed and said: "Even in your compliments, you are half destructive..."
We got up and went to Sami. His face looks dirty and dirty. It was clear that everything he has is his father's and this is just free eating. Araz had a small chat with her, then pointed to the girl and said: "I want the statistics of that girl."
Sami also said: "I don't know."
But I don't know, saying it was not strong! I knew this type of people well. I pointed to his pocket and said: "If you know, I will be ashamed of you!"
He gave a sticky smile and said: "I know!"
I put my hand in my pocket and put some travel bags in his pocket and said: "Well?"
He said: "Nada! They call him Neda Japanese, because his face looks like a Japanese. He is alone... but he does not leave. I have a bad mouth. You will hear from me, ignore it. It doesn't warm the water!"
I said: "I want his address!"
He said: "I don't know!"
I took out two more bags and put them in his pocket. He said: "I will wait."
He went to the house and talked to one or two people. Then he came back and gave me his address. I went back to my desk and was immersed in looking at the Japanese Neda again. Araz said in surprise: "You didn't even see the girl's face up close, then how many trips are you going to spend on her?" You are not drunk or chatting. Mokht also did not endure. What is the story?
I said: "I saw him closely at the first party!" It does not look like the Japanese at all and it is not known which person gave it this nickname. The side doesn't mess with Koreans and it's as if Maid is from Korea. Almond eyes, white skin and red lips. It's gone badly in Makham Araz..."
Araz, who was still in awe of you, said: "We didn't die and we also saw you falling in love..."
I laughed and said: "Ashk Kilo Chand Baba..."
The next night, I sent Araz to their neighborhood to find out the statistics for me. The address was at the bottom of the city and it was very strange for me that such a girl was in such a party.
A few hours later, Araz called and said: "The two-year-old has run away from home! His father is a gunsmith and his grandmother is also from the neighborhood. When he ran away, no one followed him and neither did his grandparents. Even now, no one knows where he is and what he is doing!"
I said: "Does that mean that it has been damaged and someone does not know its new address?"
He said: "No brother! I asked several people. If I pursue too much, it will become a story.
I said: "Araz! I have to contact this girl somehow, I don't have much time and I have to return in less than three months. During this time, this Sami boy doesn't have any more parties?"
He paused for a while and said: "Why! But another month."
I said: "It's too late, Araz, another party should be held this week!"
He laughed and said: "Somehow you say you should, as if it's my party."
I said: "It's your hand!" Call Sammy right now and tell him to line up another party for this week. The expenses of the party and Shitila are also with me. Just say, no matter what, Neda Japanese must be at the party!"
He said: "Halle... I will tell you about it."
As I thought, Sami accepted and threw another party in the same week and invited Neda from Japan.
Just like the previous party, I styled her and we went to the party with Araz. Neda, like the previous party, had left a lot of stones and it was the month of Majlis. From the beginning to the end of the party, I was in a tight spot and every moment I was getting more and more spoiled by her model. It was very special for me. Or maybe I saw it as special!
The party was ending when Araz said: "Then when do you want to go talk to him?" It's time to go!"
I said: "I'm not going to talk to him!" I am waiting for him to go!"
He said in surprise: "Huh?!"
I said: "The party does not step on anyone. I don't have the bone of a snake that I can kill by talking for a few minutes. I need to know him well first, then I can attract him more easily. As soon as he leaves the house, we will follow him..."
The party ended and he called out. Contrary to what I thought, Araz had a car and left with his own car. Araz and I followed him.
His house was in a building above the city! The case was suspicious and there was a problem. Araz said: "Isn't this girl a bit strange?"
I said: "Not at all! Very strange."
He said: "What do you want to do now?"
I thought for a while and said: "Hire two or three people for me!" That they pay attention to it for a twenty-four week and get the statistics for me."
Araz was taken aback. He frowned and said: "Don't you think you have a lot to pay for a girl you don't even know?"
I laughed and said in a mocking tone: "Love is also a pain in the ass!"
He shook his head as a sign of regret and said: "The dirt on your head with this falling in love with you..."
A week has passed…
Araz called and said: "I will send you a location and come there right now."
The location was related to a riding club. I left at the same time and was there an hour later. I called Araz and he told me to go to the entertainment section of the complex. I went there and saw Araz. We sat on one of the benches in the yard and I said: "Don't you want to tell me why we came here?"
He said: "Don't say you don't like a place like this, I don't believe it."
I laughed and said: "Why by the way... seeing the horses gave me a good feeling and it reminded me of memories. Until my father's death, we went horse riding with him and Yasi every week. Remember it well..."
He paused a little and said: "Guys, let's get the girl's statistics for you."
I said: "Well?!"
He took his phone to me and showed me some pictures. The photos were of a middle-aged man, almost XNUMX years old. The location of some photos was in front of Neda's apartment. In the last photo, Neda and the same man were sitting in the car. I carefully looked at all the photos and said: "Well?"
He said: "This guy is the only one who visits Neda's house and during this time, Neda went out with him once." He usually comes to Neda's house at night and leaves after one or two hours. In this one week, Neda went to see him only once and that was in the car. But the party has come to Neda's house four times..."
I said: "Whose side? what is it doing What does it have to do with Neda?"
He said: "He is the CEO of a company and he has secrets in his head. Is it related to Neda? what do you think?"
I said: "Must be family, familiarity, charity..."
He said: "Do relatives, acquaintances, and benefactors give a person a house?" Then every night they go to the other's house and go out two hours later? Then they leave their dates in the car and away from the company?"
I paused a little and said: "What do you mean?!"
He said: "Reza, do you really not understand or did you fool yourself into not understanding?" Neda ace and pas and the side drowning in money. Neda is beautiful and young, the snobbish side of the young sex. This provides him with money and he provides this with tension! On the side of Sugar Dedi... It is interesting that he has a wife and children and his daughter is not the same age!
It was hard for me to digest Araz's words and suddenly my mind became confused. I reviewed his photos and words again in my mind. He was not wrong and was almost logical...
With the breaking of Araz, my train of thoughts was broken and I came to my senses. With his eyes, he pointed to one of the riders in the area and said: "He comes here three or four days a week and rides horses!"
I stared at the rider in surprise. A few moments later, I said: "Didn't it?!"
He said: "Yes! He will probably pay for his riding..."
I thought about that day until the night itself. I was in a bad mood and I felt that I had failed in love! However, I was still not sure about my feelings for Neda and I thought that I fell in love with a girl I don't know very thoughtlessly and childishly. She is such a girl...
After understanding those events, it was no longer just about my feelings. There was an innocent girl in the middle who had to marry an old man for money. However, for a girl with that condition, it was the best way and it was better than standing on the side of the street. He was supported in every way by Yaro.
That night I made my decision and wanted to save Neda from the predicament she created for herself at any cost...
From that day on, I went horseback riding every evening when Neda was there. I tried to get close to Neda and establish a friendly relationship with her. But Neda was a strict girl and did not give in easily. But I knew this style of people and I knew that the only way to attract them is without a place!
For the first few days, I did not move and behaved very normally. Until one day, I found fault with Neda's riding and told her some tips. From that day on, we got to know each other and had an official greeting. But we still behaved arrogantly.
Little by little, our acquaintance got out of that dry state and after a month, a relative intimacy was created between us. We used to accompany each other for a long time while talking and laughing and exchanging numbers and sometimes when returning.
Some nights we used to chat with each other on Telegram. These events and my normal behavior made Neda trust me and reduce her rigid state. However, he never told me anything about his life.
It wasn't time yet, but since I only had another month and had to go back, I decided to throw my heart into the sea and tell Neda...
One day when we were sitting on one of the benches after riding, I said to him: "Why do they call you Japanese call?"
I missed my question. Because no one there knew Neda by her old nickname. He looked at me with surprise and said: "How do you know that they call me Japanese?"
I smiled and said: "I have known you for a long time!"
He was more surprised and his look became more serious. He said: "How do you know me?!"
I said: "Twenty questions?"
He got nervous and said: "Give me my answer!" Who did you come from?"
I said: "Calm down, Neda, I didn't come from anyone and I haven't known you for a long time." I saw you at a party a month ago.
He said: "Then why didn't you say anything until now?"
I said: "Well, if I told you that you wouldn't let me get close to you!"
His face became poker and he asked with more surprise: "I really don't understand!" Why should you approach me?!"
I paused for a few moments, stared into his eyes and said: "Because I like you!"
I missed what I said. He smiled a few times and then laughed. He said with a laugh: "You've pulled the car, why should you like me?"
I grinned and said: "You are not very good!"
He said: "When you know my nickname is Neda Japanese, then you know where I came from."
I said: "Yes... I know everything. But that Gohdoni had the honor of this disgrace that you pleased him with!"
He got nervous because of my words. He got up, raised the volume of his voice and said: "You don't know anything, so don't chant!" How long will you stick my black raven?"
I said: "There is so much that I know how wrong your way is. There is so much that I know that the party is taking advantage of you. There is so much that I know that you had to give in to such a relationship..."
When he realized that I know everything, he became soft. His facial expression changed and he was lost in thought. He sat next to me again and said: "What do you want?"
I turned to him and said: "You!"
He said: "I really didn't understand you. You say that you know our relationship and my past, then now you say that you want me? Do you have a hard time or are you scratching your head for the trouble?"
I got a little closer to him and said: "I don't care at all where you came from, what your past was and what kind of relationship you are in. Just say yes! Everything I have, I pour into your feet..."
He grinned and said: "What do you have?"
I said: "I have enough money to buy that guy's company and all his equipment and then burn him and his company together!" that he can't eat such things anymore... I have enough that you will live in beauty until the end of your life... I have enough that..."
He interrupted me and said: "With my father's money?" I hate so much people who make use of their father's possessions and proudly drink from it..."
I said: "My father died when I was XNUMX years old, everything I have is mine!"
I missed what I said. He thought for a while and said: "Then either theft, or fraud, or eat people's property!" Or maybe a great pose and an empty pocket! You are making a mess."
"None," I said.
He said: "Then where did you get all this wealth at such a young age?"
I said: "I am a football player... I belong to the same Gohdoun that you came from. I ran and ran until I got here. Now I am working in the Belgian league and I am only in Iran for three months of the year..."
Neda did not expect me to be a footballer and was shocked after hearing my words. There was silence between us for several minutes and nothing was exchanged between us. A few minutes later, Neda broke the silence between us and said: "No!"
I wanted to speak and he continued: "Look! Not to say that money is not important, it is important... but the relationship between me and Siavosh is beyond these words. I love Siavosh! I am fine with it. I feel safe next to him and he provides me with everything. I am so dependent on him that I can't see anyone else except him. You are a very good boy, but…”
I got nervous, interrupted him and said: "But he has a wife and children, Neda; His daughter is your age. He is now betraying his family. What is the guarantee that such a person will not leave you tomorrow and the day after tomorrow?! How long do you think this relationship can last? What will be your future? Have you thought about your future at all? You didn't like anything, Neda..."
He got up and said: "I'm full of these words... I'm sorry, Reza! Ignore me and stick to your life. Please don't come to me again..."
And he walked away from me step by step. After hearing his words, it was as if all the hammers in the world hit my head. I never thought that one day an old man would be preferred to me...
I was completely at home for a few days and I was not in a good mood. I had lost both the one I wanted and my pride was crushed. I wanted to hurt someone and be empty. Araz was not a good option at all. Because I had to sit and listen to his reproaches. I would feel worse like this. As usual, the best option was Jasmine! Yasman was my sister and a few years older than me. Since I was a child, Sang was my patient and advisor. Yasman was a psychologist and had a practice.
The same day, I went to his office to talk to him. The atmosphere of his workplace was such that one could more easily open his heart and say it through any door.
After greeting, I told him the whole story. From the night of the party until the last day in the stable. After I finished talking, he looked at me with a sad expression and said: "Now you let the poor girl be alone?"
Surprised, I said: "Well, what should I have done?" What more can I do?"
He said: "My brother...! That girl has mental problems and is not in a normal state. He is now in danger and is destroying his future and his life. You have to help him in any way possible to heal."
I said: "Does he have a mental problem?"
He said: "You don't have any financial problems, so when an older married man prefers you, it means that he is not looking for money and has a psychological problem!"
Daddy issue syndrome or in simpler language, father's complex syndrome! This syndrome is a disorder that occurs in girls. The reason is the father's lack of attention to the daughter, bad behavior, coldness, and the father's failure to satisfy the daughter's emotional needs. All of this causes an emotional void and confusion in the girl, and it causes such problems for girls in their youth. Unfortunately, girls at this age do not realize their mistakes and fall in love with men's appearance, maturity and beautiful words. Since the purpose of these men's relationship is only to satisfy their own needs, these relationships have a short life and after they end, the girls fail badly and become depressed and disillusioned. And God knows what will happen to their lives..."
I said: "So what should I do now?"
He said: "First of all, you must remove Neda from this relationship! When the mood of separation jumps out of his head, you have to talk to him and help him to forgive his father! Forgiveness of the father is the key to cure this syndrome. When he forgives his father and comes to terms with himself and his father's mistake, he will gradually heal with a few sessions of psychoanalysis..."
I ran out of the office. I walked in the streets for a couple of hours and thought. There was a war between my heart and my mind, and as usual my heart beat my mind.
I called Araz and he said: "Do you still have the photos of Neda and the old man?"
He said, "Yeah, how?"
I said: "Then send me the photos and videos and the address of his company and home!"
He let out a loud hoof and said: "Reza! Don't make your mother do evil for you, don't worry about your brother, I took you to that party, don't risk your future..."
Without answering, I hung up the phone and walked towards our old neighborhood. After dinner, all thugs and thugs of the neighborhood would gather in "Sadeq Se Angu" coffee house. I went to the coffee house and talked to Heshmat Sharkhar. He was one of the city's jokers and it was enough to make his beard greasy. I gave him a big sheet and entrusted him with the work. I gave him the photos and videos, I told him to scare the guy to the point of death and threaten him that if he doesn't break up with Neda in the next three days, his wife will find out all about his misdeeds and there is no guarantee that his daughter's life will be safe..."
Two days later, Heshmat called and said that the work was done...
After that day, every day, every hour and every minute I waited for Neda to ring. But Neda did not call. Little by little, I was sure that he doesn't really want me and I can't force him...
A month passed and it was time to go back to Belgium. I was completely disappointed and tried to forget the call. After three hard and eventful months, I returned to Belgium...
Two months passed and almost the voice in my mind had faded. Homelessness and football at that level had so much pressure that it was enough to forget Neda. I was slowly going back to my normal days when Neda's head was found!
One day, when I returned home from training, I realized that I had a message from Neda on Telegram. As soon as I saw Neda's name, I got excited and quickly opened her message. The content of his message was nothing special and it was a simple greeting. But the same message was the start of a new story...
After that message, we talked to each other day and night and Neda's style had completely changed. It was as if he was here to stay. One night, during our chats, I said to him: "Is your answer still no?"
He said: "Are you still up for the offer?"
I said: "Yes..."
He said: "Yes..." and put a red heart next to it... without a doubt, that red heart was the most beautiful and the best red heart I had seen in my life...
When our relationship became more serious and I was sure about Neda, I sent her a tourist invitation and entrusted Araz to arrange for her to come and spend a short time together in Belgium. In this way, Neda would be happy and our relationship would be stronger.
Neda managed to come and XNUMX one day later she was at the airport in Belgium...
As soon as we saw him, right there in the hall, we hugged each other and wept in each other's arms like children from hatred and longing...
After seeing each other's hearts and hugging each other, we got into my car and drove to the heart of the city. After we drove around the city, I said to Neda: "The market here is full of restaurants and cafes and has a lot of delicious and traditional sweets. Shall we go somewhere?"
He frowned and said in a childish tone: "The market here is full of sweets, then you brought me far away?!"
I laughed and said: "You are such a Nazi, puppy... so let's go."
We walked all over the market together and ate a lot of sweets. So much so that we had no place to eat. I stopped while walking, looked mischievously at Neda and said: "There is a cozy place here that you must see!" let's go?"
He was curious and said: "Let's go."
When we arrived, I pointed to the garden area and said, "This is the largest Japanese garden in Europe!"
He laughed, punched my arm and said: "Don't you believe that I'm ridiculously Japanese?"
I laughed and said: "I wish I knew who first told you Japanese." You are not at all like the Japanese and the same as the Koreans. Those beautiful almond eyes of yours are also a proof of my profession..."
We walked the whole garden together and when we were tired, we sat on a bench under a cherry tree that had just blossomed. That path was full of cherry trees and their pink blossoms were very eye-catching. Neda liked it very much and was very excited. He stared at me with delight and said: "Wow, Reza, it's very beautiful here."
I stared at his lips and said: "Not more beautiful than you..."
He smiled and said nothing. A few minutes later, he said: "Don't you want to ask what happened that changed my mind?"
I paused and said, "It doesn't matter... what matters is that you are here now."
He said: "Important! You should know…"
I said: "If you want this yourself, I will listen."
He said: "A few days after the story of the stable, Siavosh said that his wife understood and wanted to end the relationship! It didn't matter how his wife found out. Siyavosh's behavior with me after his wife found out was important! Siyavosh suddenly turned from that kind angel into a wild demon. He started cursing and threatening me and took back everything he had given me. He behaved as if we had a relationship one day. After seeing that on his face, I didn't get a hair on my nose and hit him. There were hard and dark days and the only person who could help me was you. But I didn't come to you and I didn't want to come to you just because I needed you. I decided that time will decide my future. Every day that passed I thought of you more than yesterday. A strange feeling tickled my heart. The feeling that made me think of you for hours and dream of you at night. After a while, I realized that I was really interested in you and the feeling I have for you is not out of need! This is how I decided to send you a message..."
I smiled and said: "I'm glad you messaged me..."
Then I slowly went to his lips. When he saw that I wanted to kiss him, he closed his eyes and waited for my lips to touch his lips. I took her lips between mine, closed my eyes and started kissing her lips.
I don't know how long it took, but it took long enough to feel the softening of his lips. I separated from his lips and opened my eyes. He looked into my eyes, smiled and said: "No matter how dark I was, how lonely I was, how much my mind was full of negative thoughts, how sad and sad I was... As soon as I remember I have you, all the darkness in my being is filled with light. And hopefully... I love you, my light!"
I touched her tender face with the back of my hand and kissed her again. I smiled, stared into his eyes and drowned in the black almond-shaped world of his eyes...
