Palmist. Thirst for revenge

Palmist

Thirst for revenge

Tsvetana Alеkhina

© Tsvetana Alеkhina, 2022

ISBN 978-5-0055-9826-4

Created with Ridero smart publishing system

CHAPTER 1

It has been more than two years since the last incidents related to Arthur and his dark deeds. All these events were outdated and no one remembered them anymore. Conversations related to crime and the abduction of girls eventually subsided. Other owners have replaced cafes and restaurants that once belonged to Arthur. The Oriental Fairy Tale has been closed since the day of his death. Even the Sultan, who I had to go through the terrible moments of her life in this restaurant, sincerely regretted the fate that befell the «Oriental Fairy Tale». – Don’t be sad. The Eastern fairy tale is outdated. It ended with you. Soon you will have another fairy tale.

– What do you mean?

– «Don’t forget you’re my assistant. I have already started my medical practice, and yours will start soon.

– «I’ve got plenty of time.

– «That’s what you think. Time does not fly noticeably.

– Yes. I did not notice.

– That is what I am talking about. That you do not notice anything.

– What do you mean?

– The fact that it has been three years and you have not noticed.

– «And what does that mean?»

– Nothing. Simply. After my practice, I will start working days, and you will come to my practice.

– Great!

– What does it mean?

– It means that it is great when you know what is going to happen next and there is nothing to worry about. Amir did not respond to this statement. The guy and the girl fell silent together and each thought about his own. Amir reflected on the fact that he actually always decided everything for two, he believed that he was simply necessary for the Sultan as a support and thought that she liked it. Sultana actually liked it, and she never objected. Perhaps it was a continuation of the family law. In Amir’s family, his father always decided everything, and his mother always agreed with all the decisions made. Sultana loved Amir very much and his decisions were like a normal course of life for her. She just lived, was happy and basked in Amir’s love.

This conversation made Amir think, maybe he is wrong? Maybe the Sultan does not like the life he has chosen for her. He did not bring up the subject today. And I decided to postpone it until better times. Sultana did not think about it, she was quite satisfied with her married life and the choice of her profession.

The family life of Amir and Sultana Wangrat began in Cambodia. Amir was of rather noble blood, and he could not afford himself and his wife to live in the city of Poipet. This city is located in the east of Cambodia, on the border with Thailand, and is one of the important points of border communication between the two countries. This city is also considered the gambling capital of Southeast Asia. The streets of the city are full of colorful lights of gambling houses and numerous casinos. This business is rapidly developing in the border area, since it is banned in neighboring Thailand. Poipet is very crowded and is an unsafe place at night. Here you can see a lot of begging children, beggars and homeless. These people have no documents, as well as no official citizenship; they are only engaged in speculating in goods transported across the border and begging. A casino and many gambling houses have been built at a distance of 200 meters between the border with Thailand and the checkpoint. For Amir, living in this city was simply unthinkable. It was decided to suddenly move to Bangkok, the capital of Thailand, to continue his studies and start a new life. All family members approved this decision, and Ahmed managed to quickly sell his old house. Sultana started her first academic year at a prestigious educational institution Mahidol. The confluence of life circumstances turned out as well as possible in favor of Sultana. There was no point or opportunity to stay in Moscow. Amir completed the transfer and continued his studies; his medical practice began in one of the prestigious clinics.

The love of Amir and Sultana was envied by many, but this couple was invincible, she did not notice the envious, and did not let the separated people near her. A new life in a new home, took away the painful past, making the present happy. The same could be said about their training, it started from scratch, but it was worth it. The luxurious life in Bangkok forced the Sultan to forget about the painful past and the poverty left in Poipet. Bangkok is one of the most amazing tourist destinations in the world. Bangkok is the port and economic center of Thailand. The city is located on the eastern bank of the Chao Phraya River near the Gulf of Thailand. The Gulf of Thailand of the South China Sea is the entire eastern coast of Thailand – Pattaya, Sattahip, Rayong, Hua Hin, Koh Samui, Koh Chang, Koh Sichang, Koh Lan, Trat Province. Thailand is being washed two Pacific and Indian oceans, two Andaman and South China seas, on different coasts of which the most famous resorts of the Kingdom in the world are located. Bangkok, washed by the waters of the Pacific Ocean. Pattaya and Hua Hin are located on the mainland of the Kingdom, with a drier climate, not affected by tropical storms. Bangkok’s nightlife is bustling: many clubs, discos. This nightlife reminded Amir of Moscow in some way, but he did not talk about it aloud, afraid to remind Sultana of her painful moments associated with this city.

Vina’s life did not turn out as well as it seemed too many who once knew her. Having been married to a lawyer for no more than a year, she could not fall in love with this man and over time, life without love turned into a nightmare for her, and ended in divorce. Her family life did not start in the best way, it all started with the termination of pregnancy, which this girl got from Arthur. At its core, the Fault itself was an unhappy person. She was born and grew up in a poor family, then not so prosperous love, which so crossed out her life, left an imprint on her family. She just had to get rid of this child, and no one knew about it except herself. This act was her mortal secret. Vina simply could not tell about her situation to the lawyer who took her as his lawful wife, and even more so the days spent in prison, they undermined her health. All these blows of fate-accumulated anger in this girl, evil grew in her every day and Guilt decided to take revenge. Only to whom and for what, she has not yet decided. To some extent, it could be said that a monster had awakened in this woman and it was asking to come out to destroy everything around.

Over time, Vina managed to sue her first husband’s apartment back, not without the help of a lawyer, and she moved to her lair. This apartment was originally a den, and the monster in the form of a woman returned to its place. Vina stood on the balcony in the pose of Napoleon with her legs wide apart and looked horizontally, not noticing the beauties of evening Moscow. – I will start from the bottom. I will build everything that I had to destroy. In the name of our love, I will create even more and even scarier than it was. Vina decided in honor of her late husband to create his business from scratch, and take revenge on all those who prevented their happiness. If we consider this situation in detail, then two people were to blame for their misfortune with Arthur – this is Amir and Sultana.

No one remembered about the Guilt. Everyone believed that this poor girl was one of Arthur’s victims, and no one betrayed the significance of this incomprehensible connection. Guilt returned to her and Arthur’s apartment two years after his death. Initially, she was afraid to cross the threshold of this dwelling, but after making an effort, she went into this apartment and felt a taste of revenge. Vina did not consider herself guilty, for reasons unknown to herself. She believed that their happiness was destroyed by strangers who envied her and hated Arthur. Vina had completely forgotten about after the premature death of his sister, this tragic event faded into the background. The head of this monster girl was occupied with the irrevocable departure of her lover, whom she killed herself and this stigma lay on her soul. Feelings of guilt were still strong, and therefore, to some extent, this girl had a split personality, one-half loved Arthur, the other hated him with all her heart and soul. Vina understood that it was he who killed her sister and could not forgive him for it. Another part of her mind defended him, saying it had to be done. The guilt was going crazy. At night she heard the cry of her unborn child, this act was killing her from the inside. She had no one to share it with. She had no friends; it was in these difficult moments that she missed her sister. The walls of this apartment reminded her of the happy moments of her life, and at the same time about how it all ended. This apartment has undergone cosmetic repairs, a complete change of design and interior has done their job, and Vina entered this apartment as a full-fledged host. Vina herself did not feel like a murderer, she just felt empty, lonely, and defenseless. This emptiness was caused by the lack of love; it was Arthur’s love that was sorely lacking. She felt safe with him. – How little time God has given us for happiness. Why is that? Vina was sitting on the sofa and looking at the tasteful renovation.

The monster girl was completely ready to start reviving everything that was created by Arthur, and so ruthlessly ruined. This «monster» understood that she was involved in this, and her first action was to find a partner. Vina needed a second Jamal, she understood that she could not cope alone, and she just needed a second person. That is just where to get it? By going over to the head of all the people who are imprinted in her memory, her choice stopped at the bartender who worked in the «Oriental Fairy Tale». This bartender had the same Arab roots as Arthur, and now lived in Morocco. It was not difficult for Vina to find this man, and he gladly made contact with this woman.

Said did not take long to wait and flew in a few days after receiving the call. Their meeting took place not far from the still closed restaurant. – Arthur and I did not have a long, but a happy fairy tale ended here, in this institution. That is where we will start, with this institution. You and I need to revive the «Oriental Fairy Tale». This restaurant, like many other establishments, was closed for one simple reason, quarantine reigned in the country, and such establishments as a night restaurant simply could not work.

– When do we plan to open?

– For the New two thousand twenty-third year.

– «As you command, my lady.» I am ready to serve you. Vina smiled happily when she heard these words.

– Who else is with us? Do we still have people dedicated to our cause?

– There are a couple more people. And these people will bring more people accordingly.

– That is great. I need to fly home to Indonesia; I have not been there since my sister’s funeral.

– Should I fly with you?

– No. Stay here and start doing things. We will keep in touch. Vina ventured on the trip home, her heart creaking. She herself did not know how everything would happen. These incidents and a long separation distanced her from her parents, and she was already flying not only to see them, but also to find the people she needed. The wine arrived without warning. A lot has changed in these three years of her absence. Vina’s parents, despite their age, have waged a lot; have become not crowded, and not verbose. The older brother brought his girlfriend to the house, and she lived with them, he thought that this would somehow brighten up the mourning in the house. The parents were glad of such a revival, but the mourning continued and it was noticeable. The arrival of Vina brought a noticeable revival, and it seemed that the sadness did not recede for long. Nirmala literally clung to her daughter and did not leave her side for a minute.

– How you have lost weight. What happened to you? Vina could not tell her mother everything, and she wanted so much. But she understood that this could not be done and she had to be silent. Vina’s mother understood that something was wrong with her daughter’s soul, and she so wanted to know what was wrong with her. It was at this moment that they both missed Diana, but they were silent about it, and sat hugging each other. Mansur immediately realized that something was wrong with his sister and in the evening, he went to Vina’s room.

– Tell me what happened to you?

– Why did you decide that?

– I can see that something is depressing you.

– Maybe it is, I cannot tell you everything right now. I just feel bad.

– Okay, fine. I will not pressure you. Know that you have us, and we are always there. My girlfriend Sarima, she is very nice. You will make friends with her.

– I know. Vina smiled sweetly. Thank you. Mansur quietly left the room and Vina was left alone. Nothing has changed in the room since she left. The same furnishings, the same furniture, the same mourning. It seemed to her that she had come to a wake. Most recently, she was in the apartment where she killed Arthur with her own hands, and now she found herself in her own home, where the spirit of her late sister, whom Arthur killed, dwells. It was hard for Vina, a heavy task fell on her shoulders, which she took on herself loaded up. Besides, there was a heavy burden on her heart that she could not tell anyone about. And this black spot, or you could even say the stigma that was considered self-defense in the murder left an imprint on her reputation. Vina did not notice how she turned into a black creature. Everyone noticed it, except herself. She looked at her sister’s empty bed, «it all started here, our happiness with Arthur ended here. It was here that our love was born, and died at the same time. I will resurrect everything. And that will be my secret. My revenge. Vina did not notice how she fell asleep. When she woke up, she did not understand where she was, so strong was her sleep, which did her good. Glancing at her watch, she realized it was already noon.

– We did not wake you up. You were sleeping so soundly. Vina had not yet recovered from her sleep and was looking at her mother’s aged face.

– Mom, I am so glad to see you. Nirmala brought coffee into the room. «How did you know I was awake?»

– I am your mom. You always woke up at this time when you were a girl. These words painfully echoed in the soul of Guilt, but she did not show it.

– Have I aged so much?

– No. Grown up. Vina took the cup from her mother’s hand and took a small sip of coffee.

– This is exactly what I have been missing all these years. Nirmala looked at her daughter with loving eyes.

– What are you going to do?

– I do not know. Maybe I will go to the beach.

– I am not letting you go alone. Your brother will go with you.

– OK. Let him go. I will stay at home for a while. Vina did not want to leave the house, her condition was actually depressed, and she did not know where to start yet. She had a lot of ideas and ideas in her head, but she did everything by force. Her love for Arthur gave her strength, and knowing that her lover loved only her until his last breath, this was what gave her the incentive to move on. It was only in the evening that Vina left the house, her brother followed her, not paying attention to it, she completely forgot about her mother’s request. Vina spent the whole evening on the beach, where Arthur initiated her into Islam. These memories were so painful that the girl could not hold back her tears and burst into tears. She still could not understand why she had suffered such a bitter fate. Mansur ran up to her

– Why are you crying? What happened?

– Are you here? And I didn’t notice. Nothing. I just remembered some episodes from my life.

– Tell me what happened to you? You can trust me, no one will know about it.

– Thank you. Maybe I will tell you in time, but not today. Leave me alone. Do not be afraid, I will not get into the water.

– OK. Whatever you say. With these words, Mansur left. The wine was left alone. She lay down on the sand and closed her eyes. The ocean was calm. The air is not the same as in the capital of Russia. Vina missed this place so much. Not far from this secret corner, there was the very guesthouse that the late Zhamal did not have time to inherit. Vina did not know anything about it. She just sat on the sand and crossed her arms watching the illumination of the lanterns that shone in the distance and illuminated the facade of the building.

– Where can I get such a sum of money? A plan had matured in her beautiful head, but she did not have such a sum of money to bring all these ideas to life. The next morning, Vina was sitting and drinking coffee in the very restaurant where she had once danced, and Arthur noticed her. The girl was looking at one point and was immersed in her thoughts. She could not see anything around her. Even the way a man with a scar on his left cheek was looking at her, and a hood covered his face.

– Has she been sitting here for a long time?

– Since the morning.

– What does she want?

– I do not know. But clearly something is not good. He and Arthur have a lot in common.

– «You’re right. If something becomes known, call.

– OK. The man with the scar went out; Vina remained sitting and slowly finished her coffee. From that moment, surveillance began on the Guilt. She did not know about it. Exactly two days later, in the same cafe, Vina was sitting with two men and talking animatedly with them about something. A day later, the guesthouse, which was lit by a dim lantern not long ago, was rented and Vina spent the night in it. Arthur’s former possessions were returning to her with lightning speed. The money for the lease of this building was borrowed from a bank. This girl was confident in her strength and took this risk.

Vina did not know that the scarred man was fascinated by her strength and beauty. He did not show his face, knowing that she would not be happy to see him. This formidable man sent people to her that she needed, threw up a sudden amount of money, exposing everything as if it was Arthur who was saving it for her. Vina was so happy about the money, and after booking a ticket, she flew to Moscow ahead of schedule, with two rented dancers.

Business in Moscow was developing as quickly as in Indonesia. Vina started with restaurants and guesthouses. Several buildings have already been rented in several countries. Now, Vina could not redeem anything, since she did not have such a sum of money. The most native and expensive building for her was the «Oriental Fairy Tale». The restaurant was closed, but this «monster» simply did not leave the office in which Arthur once sat. She recalled all the events since the opening of this restaurant. The highlight of the program was Sultana, and she wanted to do everything exactly the way Arthur did, and to some extent, she succeeded, but she lacked the nail of the program. Vina understood that Sultana would not take this step and her husband too. Restoring all the pictures in her memory, she remembered that she had seen a video in which Sultana advertised the opening of a restaurant. An idea has settled in Vina’s head, with the help of this video to attract the attention of guests, and she herself will perform with the Sultana program. – I dance not almost worse, maybe even better.

CHAPTER 2

There was exactly one month left until the New Year. Sultana was sitting on the Internet, and in one of the social media groups, she saw a video in which she performs. After reviewing everything carefully, Sultana learned about the festive opening of the «Oriental Fairy Tale». The girl was looking forward to her husband. – You have finally come.

– What happened?

– Look here.

– You are still trying to attract the attention of customers! Amir said with a laugh.

– Are you still laughing at me?

– No way. What is the big deal? Videos and videos. It has been so many years.

– Aren’t you jealous?

– No. Not a drop. Now you are dancing just for me. Sultana sat on her husband’s lap and kissed him tenderly. She was so passionate about her husband that she completely forgot about opening a restaurant. – By the way, Lyosha saw this video first and invited me to the restaurant for the opening. And I didn’t even Look, I just heard your name, and immediately realized that I had to go. Sultana’s eyes shone with happiness, she did not know that the host of the restaurant was Wine. – What else is interesting there? Let me see. Amir sat thoughtfully at his computer. Sultana tried to tease him, but she could not do anything.

– And what is interesting there?

– Nothing. I do not like all this. Who is behind all this? I know who will help us. Amir dialed a video call.

– Hello Thailand!

– Hello! Amir said with a laugh.

– What should happen to make such calls at such a late hour?

– I am sorry. I completely forgot.

– Well, what?

– Who is the owner of the restaurant «Oriental fairy tale».

– God rest his soul! Rest in peace!

– But seriously?

– I will not upset you, but this is the wife of the deceased. Beautiful Indonesian!

– A nightmare.

– I think so too!

– I am looking at you having fun, despite such a late hour.

– Yes, my wife and I do not sleep here!

– And we are not sleeping!

– Don’t forget about the time! The joker! I don’t know how or what? But this is not good.

– I wonder what she wants. To be honest, I already believed in a miracle and calmed down.

– Me too. I thought that woman was out there somewhere. But not here. Gee. Is Arthur really dead?

– Don’t laugh like that. Otherwise, he will rise again.

– Exactly. This type is not to be trifled with. And what should I do now?

– I would like to find out at least from someone close to her what this woman is up to. And it is even better to examine the feet of her feet.

– Yes, but how? I will try to find a person and get him hooked up to her. Maybe something will come out of this.

– It would not be bad. Thank you.

Amir and Sultana were among those caught off guard by this news. They were also one of those who did not like this news, but they were the only ones who knew that it was not good. Sultana was more of a best friend than a wife. Their way of life was adjusted; they did everything together, studied together, walked together, and sometimes cooked together. Ahmed was glad of such changes in his daughter’s life, and, accordingly, his own. Sultana shared everything with Amir, she had no secrets from him, although it would be impossible to hide them. Amir was always in a hurry to get home from practice, he did not spend time with friends, and every trip to public places was family. This couple was not separated.

The cases of Guilt continued to develop with lightning speed. Hotels and restaurants recouped their investments. But since Arthur’s business was criminal, then, accordingly, the participants in these dirty cases did not take long to wait. In the city of Phnom Penh, Cambodia, Arthur had a man who dealt with stolen cars. And since word of mouth worked, then this faithful dog did not take long to wait. Vina did not have time to take phone calls. Arthur’s Faithful Dogs, who were once loyal to him, and used to be faithful servants of their master, they came running to the call as a faithful flock. Vina was very pleased with this turn of events. To some extent, she was happy with what was happening. – Cambodia, this is what I need. I will kill two birds with one stone. I will promote this business, and this business will kill Sultana. A car will hit her, accidentally. It will be an accident. Vina was exulting, and at that moment, it seemed that an evil spirit possessed her.

Said adequately coped with his new honorary position. He adequately replaced Jamal, the only thing that he was his complete opposite. This man had a delicate taste, a clear and insightful mind, and most importantly, unlike Jamal, this man carefully watched himself. He was sensitive, polite, well groomed, and also very cunning and smart. This man was simply necessary to the Wine in this situation like air. As for the Guilt itself, she had no idea about the crime, which was handled by Arthur. Vina did not know about the arms trade, the girls, and all the murders he had committed in his entire life. To some extent, Vina managed to establish this business from scratch quite well. Since Arthur himself inherited this business ready-made. He just made his own changes to it. The guilt started with bare walls, with an empty purse, but if of course Arthur’s people did not stand up for her, she would have nothing it turned out. The scarred man followed the shadow of Guilt and tried in every way to protect her from danger. Vina did not know anything about it. It was not love. This secret patronage could be attributed as a tribute. This man respected this woman, and knew her love for her boss. He understood how hard it was for her now, and understood the danger, who was lying in wait for her. In addition, the feeling of Guilt towards her late husband made itself felt, and he undertook to patronize this woman. He often wondered if this woman would open her doors to him, if she would let him into her dirty business. But an inner voice told me that no. And he stayed in the shadows.