New Life - страница 4

* Indila, not knowing what to do...

She left. To the nearest clothing store.

Gabriel was at his work, fixing something on his guitar strings. The guitar had remained as a keepsake from his friend. He had passed away a long time ago. His friend always played more beautifully. Everyone watched him with admiration, and they went crazy in front of this beautiful symphony.

Maybe the secret was in the guitar, maybe it was in the guitar.

Gabriel had learned from him what he had learned. That is why the restaurant owner, Mr. Hense, had heard a strange soul, a strange atmosphere in his performance.

This guitar, which fills empty pockets on cold evenings of black nights, was truly an invention; every finger that touched it found the path that led to the heart. This guitar, which gathered people on its own in the evenings, the people who stopped and stood for this performance in the metros were not stopping in vain.

Gabriel, who considered the guitar his life, would never part from it. In the end, everyone was happy and applauding.

In the mind of everyone passing by on the street, these performances found their place.

And here, the guests gathered. Everyone took their place.

Everyone in their place, women whispering...

In everyone's eyes, there was anticipation, an anticipation from a moment before.

The father and his daughter, not knowing what to do, were about to be hit by the ball coming from the front. The father quickly pulled his daughter aside. The ball hit the father's shoulder directly and fell to the ground, even though the ball hit with a blow slightly hurt his arm. But he didn't say anything. Because they were children. Since his own child was next to him, he didn't say anything. They are kids, they don't know, nothing will happen.

* The children who saw the ball were scared. They were afraid that if they approached, he would say something.

* Feeling this, he smiled at the children and said, "Don't worry." Come, take the ball. But don't play here, play on the side. The children took the ball with joy and moved away from there.

* Father, I also want to have friends.

* Listening to these words of his daughter, he felt a little sad, sighed about something, and watched the flight of the birds in the park.

* He took a piece of bread from his pocket. "Come, now we will play with the pigeons."

The girl quickly ran, jumped down next to her father, and was happy.

* To call the pigeons, he crumbled the bread in his hand and scattered it aside. The pigeons coming one by one slowly gathered here.

The girl took the bread, and like her father, she crumbled it with her hands and threw it to the pigeons. But the bread crumbs she threw fell close. "You play, I will sit on the bench and watch you, don't be afraid."

The girl was not alone today because the weather was hot and beautiful. Many had come to the park for rest. The father sat on the bench and was lost in distant thoughts. His mind was still on his debt. How will he pay so much money? The money was so much that to pay it, you would have to rob a bank or rob a family and run away. Even the end of these would be like this. Either crime or borrowing and falling into new debt. Now what debt will we fall into? The thinking Tenri, crime? Maybe I should apologize to the restaurant owner, let him give the money. There is no other way out. If the restaurant owner were a human person, he would give the money without thinking, just as a gift.