“Umm. Sorry, I just thought that I’ve saw wewe somewhere before. I’m Lilian. It’s nice to meet you.”
“For me it’s pleasure to meet wewe too. Well, if we could escape this storm, I’d offer wewe to drink some hot chokoleti with me.”
“Well, I’d like it. But maybe not before my dancing class, I think”
“Oh, of course, I just don’t know these details of dancers’ diet…” We were talking and laughing, but when Paul was telling me some joke, he was interrupted kwa my phone ringing. I glanced at it. That was my dancing teacher. He called very rarely – only with some emergency. I picked up immediately.
“Hello” and whispered “Sorry” to Paul.
“Lily? Where are you? I’m gonna pick wewe up, because I had a call – we have to prepare the dance for tomorrow. The six of you.”
“Oh, sorry, Robert. The storm caught me just in a neighborhood. I’m on a Green street.”
“Oh, God! Are wewe all right?! I thought, wewe were salama somewhere.”
“I’m all right, Robert. It’s just one guy picked me up on the car, so I’m OK” I felt Paul’s hand on mine. I looked at him and he whispered:
“I can drive wewe wherever wewe need” and started the engine. And I heard Rob’s words on the phone:
“Ok, I’ll be there in 3 min” and hung up.
“So, where are we going?” Paul asked ready to drive. The storm was stopping already. The rain wasn’t s heavy and the wind stopped. I noticed some people rushing down the street.
“Well, thank wewe very much, but my teacher is coming in 3 minutes, so….Thank wewe again for saving me from this angry nature. If wewe didn’t save me – I’d be all wet and soaking. And it was pleasure to meet you” It was so warm and comfortable sitting here with this smiling cute guy, that my body refused to move, when my teacher’s car appeared beside Paul’s.
“Lilian, can I call wewe in the evening?..” He reached for his cell phone and I just wanted to tell him the number, but Robert was already standing kwa my door with the umbrella, waiting for me, so I had no time. I moved my hand to open the door, when Paul caught my hand and leaned closer – his face just inches apart from mine.
“It was pleasure to meet you, Lilian” he whispered and helped me to open the door.“I hope to see wewe again”. And then I felt fresh cold air on my skin, as I got out the car and went to Robert’s. As I got into his car, the muziki of our new danced hit my ears. I looked out the window, just in moment, when Paul was passing Robert’s car and waving to me. I felt a pity that I had no time to tell this sweet guy my number, but it was replaced kwa hurry and tense of our dancing class. The girls were already dancing when I appeared. The class was difficult and when it ended, I was completely worn out. When I returned home, I just took a kuoga and got to bed. But as I closed my eyes, Paul’s image filled my mind: our conversation, his jokes and smile, the feeling of warms in the car. My sleepy mind was half dreaming, when I thought, that it was long zamani when I felt so great just talking and laughing with the guy. and after that I was asleep.