He came into the shelter last week. Door always was closed. Lỳ He sat in the room, doing sounds mouths, which is writing. But nearly a week now, the guy's manuscript pages remain empty. Night too, he wrote only three words are few and ripped paper, crumpled into a corner throw. He felt angry when deadlock and broken circuits feelings plainly by the sound devilish bothered him during the night. Voice cracking twist of warping wooden door, the sound of creaking bed moaning ... and the most horrible sound is sick from a man and a woman is "love" each other. Can not stand this situation any more tormented, he decided to stop it at all costs.
Early in the morning, immediately after waking up, he knocked on the door immediately to the next room, where the sound emitted was hell. A girl her clothes disheveled air, revealing the door, sleepy voice:
- Yes ... there is nothing there?
- I suggest you limit the noise emitted she every night. Her hobbies are bothering other people there, especially with me.
- Animal fun huh? Yeah, pleasures that make money there, thanks to a new hobby I have something to eat and clothe you. He is the crazy guy next door, right?
The words of her tart as thrown cold water on his face. Chop facial muscles jerk, he did not say anything new sprouts, obviously he lacks reason and no experience to speak of people like her. Refrain guy, the guy that lost his temper at the moment, it would take a spectacular failure. To regain the advantage, he immediately put a question with a coldly
- How much?
- How much what? Nuts!
Never heard her finish the sentence, the door has closed the "beam" in front of him. He laughed crumpled in. Do not accept losing, he continues to knock on the door and held out a bunch of money when she opened the door:
- Step this enough?
- Having fun is not enough to buy of me. My hobby so expensive! - Saudi smirking.
He suddenly realized that in the words of her pride, she also had categories of people such as artist impressions? First saying he had the right touch of her golden honorable. But this matter of watching him was far enough for people like her class, money is not resolved, there is most useful way to pay even more money?
- This step by the money? I just did not bother me as she is! - He took out two wads as originally gave her.
It is true that effective. Saudi receiving money, pretending to be surprised with eccentric front. Saudi copy mouth:
- This number is only for tonight jog!
He won. The price of victory seems a bit high. With that money, he can rent a hotel room for several days. But if comparisons like that guy did not come the old inn this area to do. For him, money is something frivolous, boring, why are the thoughts of great men, where to enjoy a peaceful night and then emotion will freeze to write a lot more about life.
Night. He put his head on the table folding bed. Papers littered around the room, page manuscript on the table has not yet scored any letters. Meanwhile life like slow motion film I went to the back of the guy's dream.
He was born into a wealthy family, with a father is the largest economic groups in the North. But he was never happy or proud about that. Right from birth, he has suffered the fate scornfully. An old fortune-teller, you guys have said to father: He is unjust mother's previous life he was born into death hours, days premature death is death no mercy, but did not live up to twenty-five years. Unless Mick out, everyone believes the old prophecy of fortuneteller's true. Because he almost died prematurely when he had cesarean mother for two hours. Worse is the guy carrying small heart failure, the doctor told him not to live much longer.
His father he no longer hoped to him, the sky son was cursing. He spurned him and his mother to another woman can give birth to him a son to inherit the whole cosmetics industry. He's the guy your mother for a villa and a small amount. "With this money, her mother and son live a lifetime is not all, but try to enjoy life. Never bothered me. " The words he spoke there any other words of the water stops where? Mick also so that the pathogenesis, and then dying in despair because of his estrangement.
Many times, he wanted to laugh sarcastically what the lifetime is until now he is still alive. At least until this dream, when he two-four, on the brink of suffering, to wait two and five years old, to see death as fate or not. In the life of this tasteless, really lonely guy. He only had the money, something senseless evil, despicable, were trampled upon human emotions, life trample guy your mother.
"Ring ... ring ... ring" - bell rang loud clock midnight drag him out of the bout dreaming. The bell still reminds him time to take medication. For accursed disease in man, forget pill synonymous with suicide. Pill is supposed to fate that he must do each day. After medication is done, he prepared pen and paper, trying to remember the dream just now, recorded a few words and then sat thinking until morning.
***
Dawn, out of habit, he stood in the middle of the field early to catch full of sunshine, clear, cool of the day first. Accommodation in this area to a point where he enjoyed: the large yard where he was standing, near the old tamarind original, more importantly, in the heavens open space east and west, the most beautiful sky at sunrise and sunset . Drunken hens seem to enjoy the average marvelous min
- The sky is no place that looked horrible tear or puncture it? - Saudi said as he chuckled to himself.
He turned to look at her, calmly gesturing do not see:
- The blue sky and beautiful! Whether I say the sky thousand reasons she did not understand.
- Yeah, that's right! Only a new kind of person he understand. - Saudi smiled faintly.
Somehow, he saw in the eyes of her round as marbles with pity, the pity of a wise man with a psychopath - no other than him. His face went cold. He raised his voice:
- She can laugh at me. The purpose she came to take the money today, right? I gave a little while. And now, sorry, do not bother!
- Do you think I came to get his money, huh? Torch! Just watch your sky, and then you give money to me. Arab anger ham.- map of room left.
He stood motionless looking at the sky, sparkling sun rays shining in his eyes. Not only her, no one can hinder him embrace the sky in sight. Because of today's sky could be the last of life sky guy.
***
Lonely night. The quiet as aspirations of men, rather than being the guy bought with money. Thinking back, she is also the fair, take the money and do not bother him anymore. It is the virtue that he is good for people like her in class. After all she was not to blame, blame thing here is money. He is rolling the money into strings and muttered cursing it. That is the amount of interest the new guy at the bank to withdraw about, do not know what criteria, just roll forever and then drop it in the instant noodles and call it "Money eaten". With the amount of interest years ago, he bought a bookstore would look after her breast, traders do not need to know how, means that sometimes make nanny send some books to read to kill time.
"This year to buy what? Or spend a few locally available here to throw in the face of her love of money, to this month from his disturbed? "- He attained the initiative have devised. But rare smile when he went out with a clock bell medication. He shook his head, leaned his head on the desk, just staring at the clock, moving a second one. He did not know when to sleep.
He dreamed ...
In the dream, he was still young, Aaron Green face, thin as a hungry ghost. He was sitting beside her for the guy in the hospital. Mick still looking for a blue sky through a window, eyes deep as the sky, always look for a direction to advance the time of death. Mother asked him: "Dad has to do not you?". He started with a sad shake. Mick falling tears before the final earthly farewell. He lay mother, mother lay forever that he did not regain consciousness. Fear, he cried and fainted inside the body always Mick ...
He suddenly woke up due to the natural heart poignant. He looked at his watch, was delayed three hours pills. Strikes intense pain, felt a terrible weight were pressing on his chest. Mind was stunned, he dropped the vial hand slipped under the bed. Want to call for help but did not open his mouth is, he rushed towards the main door unconsciously, before collapses like a banana tree was flattened it.
He would die as fate?
24-year-old boy with heart disease, alone, no family, no friends, only the sole pleasure of writing. Only in dreams, or when its gone through the text, he will see that is truly life. He liked life of freedom, peace, hate the noise, hustle, hate the sound "weird" by her neighbors every night. But through these contacts, he suddenly realized she was not what evil people, at least, she was kind and reasonable. And through the collision data, daily contact between man and Asian writers neighbors have shaken their hearts for each other?
He is still alive and looking at the sky through the towering hospital window. Beside him, a girl round eyes like marbles are peeling apples. It was her, the room next guy lodger, whom he often spends money to buy peace. Saudi has said repeatedly peeled apple:
- He does not have anyone like it? Hospital fees I paid for him then, concern that pay me ... But why do you keep looking at the sky forever, do not boring ah ... The doctor said increased maintenance dose for him already. His best is always at the track hospital for some time. The doctor said a heart transplant who has lived for several decades. Important is ...
- Fate! - He's interrupted her.
"People can change fate" - Arab muttered, but enough for him to hear.
He turned, saw her was looking out the window pensively. United are confused about her own sentence? The silence makes the air in the room as being concentrated. He coolly put a question to break the atmosphere was:
- I owe you all how much money?
- This is a paper Statistics hospital bills, food costs and medication. Private wages this time I take care of him as long!
- She damn money? Very good! But I do not need long. She just recorded it all on me.
- I am not good! But I'm still a human being. He left a voice that belittle it away. - Saudi frowned. - I've never seen anyone batty, regarded as his money like dirt.
He smirked. That's kind of laugh when he does not like to talk about it any more problems. So the story is moving subject by an irrelevant question:
- What is your name?
- Name Lane.
- So let's go Skin!
- Where to go, huh?
- On the spot, he said, and walked quickly tro.- the door, despite the cackle behind her.
Again he returned from the dead. It seems destined want tantalizing him. Many times, when looking at the sky as he was asked a question she once said: people can change fate?
***
From day closer to him, she probably fewer visitors. Instead, she often around the room guy. Afternoon, people still see her or him into a room, in which a new long moment. Saudi to be telling him to write the book. He wanted to die when he will leave a mark on something for life, and writing books is a bad choice for the great ideals that. There are, inexplicably, he wrote about the life deadlock guy, but I feel very excited to write about her life. That's why she is the only one of the guys in a dorm room, he confided. Of course, he must give her money every day, paying for a full humanistic work like that.
- Yesterday I mention where is it? - Saudi eat wheat, said noisy mouth.
He flipped the page manuscript, she quickly replied:
- Towards the lover boy was lured into the restaurant.
Saudi wheat bowl placed on the table. Start recalls distant memories, his life's grim:
- Assholes, it fooled me into the restaurant sold. I was locked up for two days of closed rooms, they stripped and forced me to seating. I am compelled to living, not the torment suffered all of them, yet they beat, and then tied up the legs, hands tied to the bed for these guys throw underwrite the first few days of abuse ... I want to die but humiliation her parents think so strained endure ... Over time the items used to the job.
He looked at her, she had finished that he did not know. He was trying to imagine the suffering that she endured, her life is in some way he was unhappy over several times. Her large eyes contains the sadness, deeply hope is rekindled as a haunt eyes inside guy. He suddenly realized, her eyes looking at him, with all the scrutiny and sympathy. He shy away, lazily stood up, cleared his throat:
- Today a break! Sunset, she knew I had to play and know what to do? If you want, you can watch together, her sky pretty equally sure where is my sky.
- My beautiful sky is so sure of him. - Saudi breezily. - But now I have to go shopping, by the way through the laundry get clothes for him too?
- Depending on her! The majority of people get busy reasons to avoid having to immersed in nature. It is they themselves lost opportunity!
He opened the door and stepped out into the courtyard filled sunset. Sunset over the neighborhood harmony boarding, radiant pink eyes, smile girl behind him.
A mid-July night. It's going to have a terrible storm so muggy. Normal life in the air-conditioned villa, now lives in an apartment substandard mere twelve square meters, sweltering heat as boiler make him uneasy intolerant. Lying awake, he decided to go the bathroom a few shells hit the water cooler for easy sleep.
The shelter has twelve rooms all but only one bathroom and a toilet. Tuenh Davidson and unkempt. Saudi here so long that many horror stories told to him. For example, two men chat rooms were the eight and ten Cao chase the same day, the toilet scramble fighting that broke the top lip. Then the old story of the seven porters in the room she was in the shower was peering thief threw her panties on face ...
This is the first guy in the motel bathroom (normal guy started to walk out the niche to solve the individual needs of home owners Accommodation). Bathrooms in the back, near the twelve rooms, the rooms of her. Room number twelve is still light. Saudi still not sleeping? Weather this is a new night is unusual. Do not think too much, he quickened his step into the bathroom. Turn on the lights, he is extremely shocked to see a naked girl sitting in the corner of the bathroom with a pillow. Is she. Saudi crying soundlessly, eyes closed, but tears will not stop flowing.
- Sorry! I did not know she was in the shower. - He turned away the embarrassment.
Saudi sobbed, mixed voice choked Sui wale.
- She was wrong? - He stood at the door and asked.
- You're here for a while?
"But she was not dressed" - he was going to say so, but he did not. Ten guys say that in this situation it is the puppet of valor nine guys. He took a deep breath and walked into the bathroom, sat down beside her. He put the clothes on her hands to cover the sensitive parts, then asked:
- Lie? What is it, huh? Who she reeked of alcohol!
- My sister phoned my mother seriously ill at home this time too ... not sure there survived not!
- So that she return home to visit his mother.
- I do not dare to ... I'm a whore ... a whore. - Saudi choking voice. - I was a child ... a child disloyalty miserable ... I lied that my mother is not a whore ... that people love me in this city is rich ... and I'm doing the management for his restaurant ... He did not see me miserable?
- No one would like both! If it was me, I would lie.
- I do not know how anymore ... She told me her three lovers on debut led cousins wedding and the new mom peace of mind ... I closed my eyes ... The fetus in the womb I was almost four months ago .... Why a whore like me to believe in a man battens wife anyway? I'm a disgrace to my dead relatives ... sarcophagi go for it!
Consecutive lightning flashed canals around the sun. He saw in her torn. Saudi crying bitterly and rake in decent thigh to blood.
- Death is the end ... I killed my parents because I will not disgrace - United close, suddenly stood up and paid him to throw the clothes are covered in humans. - Here, I do what I shall do, I ask you a favor ... I will do next life as a horse for his buffalo ... Tomorrow he would like to bring my body back to my parents ...
He stood up, stepped back when she is heading towards him, naked body pressed on who the guy. Sensuality? With this guy not make people sensuality wild passion, fear or disgust. This is only the struggle instinctive madness of a woman, a woman who desperately do not know what to do but take the body inferiority is his unsavory to beg a favor.
- Stop! She was crazy.
- I am not crazy! I will die ... please, please bring my body back to my parents.
Saudi says and head against the wall. He could not reflective daze. After hours bumps, she collapsed onto the ground beneath him. Blood! Blood flows into the darkness.
It began floating wind. Winds countless hiding in the dark crevices of rolling sand rushing shed dust everywhere. Excessive rain falls. Enter blurred in the rain, a man carrying a naked woman rushed to the light ...
After the guy in the hospital care, the relationship of man and her neighbors became closer. The stories about the life of her prostitution went on to man, helping him could write a work of literature to life. But the lives of the most respectable woman would have to be more specialized distress, suffering. The fetus in her belly and then will be like? Whether from sympathy, compassion her, he had volunteered to man next to her life?
Saudi still alive, lying with her back to him, looked into the distance on the sky over the hospital doorway. Outside, the sky was blue, the wind is still blowing, clouds still float. Was she also looking for something in the sky? It is despair, hope or just peace to empty?
- She has to return home or not? - He asked.
Arab silence did not answer.
- The silent as ever this coming?
United face down on the pillow, weeping and shouting:
- You shut up! Why do not you let me die anyway?
- She likes to die than nothing! Lao output window die! Then I will determine her child, and then told her parents that the son of the man on the city how prostitution. - He smirked and said tiep.- Delete the thought that stupid to go! She also spent more than my purposes. He would follow her patients home and is the father of her unborn child. Die anyway so it did not make any sense to me at all.
He and a few cups of water to pills on the table and quietly left the room. Saudi surprised back; he kept walking, calmly and coolly. Stung her eyes, an indescribable feeling flowing out from her eyes.
Outside, the sky began to turn yellow with pink, thin clouds sweeping in floating on the gentle rays of the sunset.
***
Come home.
Four years ago she was not home. Every month, she still regularly send money to support his family with the sick, the elderly and the children would be narrowed kid. She only knows her family in the city as much money, but did not know that she had to sell off his body, as well as day and night. Before, he used to prejudice people like her are money-minded, blinded by money but only if the witness firsthand the difficulties of her, he can see the coins which he said was a senseless, despicable there as does the value of the poor.
Arriving home, she ran to her side. Her mother languishing in bed. Happy tears when she saw me.
- Mother! Son of disloyalty to his mother only now are! - Saudi lighter in the womb sobbed.
This scene evoked in him sad sort of feeling of childhood. At year old guy, he usually lighter in the womb, the breast against the mother's soft round smooth. Mother scolded big guy before but childlike. Then came five or six years old, one day suddenly demanding mother hugged him and even that evening, she died in a hospital bed.
- Mother! Here is his Mind, her husband and children! Our marriage registration in the city then, Mom! "- Saudi pulling him closer to his mother introduced.
He nodded to her mother, does not know what to say in this situation. He sadly when her mother to say thank you. In her mother's eyes, as a benefactor he had conceived and brought her daughter back to her side. He never regretted when she returned to the countryside together, close this play and now he saw that it was a most meaningful work that he can do, instead of sitting writing books ...
***
Time passes quietly. End week worshiping, worshiping four nine, her mother offered a hundred days, he remained at her side, where the idyllic countryside and the simplicity. Saudi does not ask the guy will ever return to the city by, to stay or go, the guy though she may urge or hook and that was it. Saudi respect the decision of the guy, but he remained quietly in the complex inner world of man separate.
He mused tearing a calendar: the day is over. Such is also twenty-four days left he turned twenty-five, on which he curses from the past will not be able to survive in this world.
Saudi sitting on the bed, breathing hard, the unborn fetus has more than eight months ... Saudi has just brooding knit sweater with her unborn baby: "She's worse in several times to kill me ... Girls game, when children large never used those vile and terrible as my guy damn father. I must be strong as a person ... ". Arab said and turned to look at him.
- These days he looks me sick too. UK to bed while he slept. Sleeping under a cold day background with straight leg dead.
- She does not have to worry. I do not die easily that! - The man said calmly.
- He scared the woman you? He has been in love yet?
- She asked it to do? - He asked retorted to evasive answers.
- Ask questions to know what to do. I also do not believe you are indifferent to women.
- Women are also many kinds! My mother and her mother is also a woman. I respect them more than anyone else.
- Yeah, you're right. So according to my brother what kind of woman?
- Women are talkative!
- Better than the so talkative as he logs! - Saudi resentful looking guy.
Last station. Overlooking the sky with melancholy look. Heaven okay, special black, vague and mysterious. And she continued with stitches. The elegant stitches as dancing to a song without words.
Every month, she continued to send the money accumulated by the family farming.
***
And three days twenty-five-year-old guy.
He sort of luggage with the decision come to a wilderness without a shadow person to retreat in the world is the last day of his life. He must go. That thought prompted him some today. But something made him invisible hold hesitant walk. Anyway, too late. For him, once thought has become decisive, no one, even he himself can change.
- Bound? - Saudi questions
- She does not need to know!
- Please do not go. He also me. And this family!
- This is just a drama, you know? - He said slowly. - You make a good living and good child care for. Well, she remembers noodle barrel a few days ago I brought back, I let her know ...
- I do not need it! I need you ... I have to live ... to live there!
Saudi crying and kneeling at the foot of the fall of man. He does not think that her feelings for him has become so deep. Is it a mistake to immersive too long in a play? Emotional implications will makes people become frail and scared to death. He did not want to die, but will soon have to face it, so he must make a definitive decision.
He coldly discarded luggage. He will head up and strode to the way he always did. But this time period as being something more muted. Slow and persistent. And the sky is blurred through a mist.
***
The last day of twenty-four years old.
He is in a house between the hilltop withering.
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