How did I become so carless?

I lost her.

I looked around, my eyes searched every corner. I walked here and there.

As she said before, I'm wandering like a cat lost in the woods.

I pulled my hair in distress.

God, this must be a dream.

Everything must be a dream. The street fight, Mrs. Masson's strange behavior, the way I grabbed her by her waist before she touch the floor, this drunk incident and everything must be a dream.

“Rishma….” I screamed loudly again. The people around me looked at me, weirdly. Except me, they started asking each other the what happened question.

My eyes searched for her in all the crowd. My eyes stucked on a red gown in the distance.

I relaxed for a moment and quickly walked in that direction. As I got closer, I was sure that it was Rishma.

I took my last step right behind her.

"Rishma" I called her. She pressed her face on the glass door of a boutique.

She looked back quickly. Then again she pressed her face against the glass door and stared intently at something inside.

I put my hand on her shoulder and she said to me, “That white gown is very expensive. I like it, but I can't afford for it."

I stood next to the glass door, I saw the white gown she mentioned.

A beautiful dress with good work, that makes anyone want to own it. I looked at her face from the dress and the lust for the dress was very evident in her eyes.

"Hey.. let's go home." I told her.

"Why?" Looked at me and that gown again and again.

Rishma I know you like this dress a lot, I don't even have money to buy medicine.
But I will definitely buy you a beautiful dress like this. I promised her in my mind.

I snuggled against her shoulder.
"We can come back later and buy this dress. Shall we go home now?"

She was still staring at the glass door with her face full of eyes.

What if someone who has the money to buy this dress will buy it?

"Come.." I said in a low voice, slowly closing her eyes with my palm and pulling her closer to me.
Not uttering a single word, she moved forward with me with her dancing legs.

I walked with her down the street to our quarters.
It was very dark. A starless sky. The lonely moon.

She stopped suddenly while walking.
"What?" I asked.

"I want to sit in the car." She pointed to a car parked nearby the street light.

I looked in the direction she pointed and I saw a black Mercedes-Benz  with no one inside.

"Someone parked this car and gone. If we touch it, it's owner will probably kill us." I thought of the practical side.

"Please.." she begged.

I looked around and made sure no one was there.

"Come with me." I told her. We went to that car.

She looked at the door as if she were looking at gold. She touched the glass carefully as if it is made of diamond.

"I can't let you in. So, you sit on top of the car." Before I could finish, she reached out to me with both hands.

I put my hands on both sides of her hips and lifted her up and made her sit on top of the car.

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