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Chapter 43 - Chapter 42

From half past seven we are sitting in the lobby and wait for Aaron's arrival. I would instead prefer to my Duvet hiding and crying in his sleep. It was only a night. A single fucking night! And yet the memory of it hurts me more than the many years together with Tillmann. Carelessly thrown away. It's all over.

When the taxi stops in front of the entrance, jump on Aisha and straightens her tablecloth. This is what the something that she wears and what her femininity inadequately covered crocheted, of fact. If I were a man, I would drink with her a few Rakis, invite them to the Shisha smoking with hemp, then (after a heroic turtle rescue!) Lie flat on their bungalow and then piss me discreetly. But I'm not a man I am not Miro.

"Hey, Charlie!" Aron pulls me from my gloomy thoughts. He does my head in her hands and kisses me intimately on the mouth.

"Hi, Aaron" I say and rings me a smile. "Hosgeldiniz."

He laughs engaging. "Well, I've missed you too."

"This really means, welcome, '" I like to enlighten times.

Aron is in high spirits, and exudes an aura, and if he wants as conquer the world. And whatever else comes in between the fingers. "Let us drink the same what?"

"Aron willscht, do not unpack your bags erscht times?" Leni snorts.

"Oh, nonsense," he shrugs casually. "Because for what? I'm on vacation or on the run? "

" On the run, you simply put his bags are not provided one has any at all there. "

Aron teasingly caresses me on the cheek. "Hey, what's the matter with you? Such a bad mood I know you do not. "

" I am not, Aron, "I sigh," I am not. "

Aron seems seriously to have set his mind, that state remedies to give. He goes on in the next few days, a veritable entertainment and I feel like on public television: "No, Aron. I would not ride with you jet ski. No, Aron. I do not want Raki for dessert. No, Aron, I'm still not to hookah smoking. No, Aron, I'm really tired and go to bed now. No, Aron. You must not come along. "I repeat the part every day.

"This can not continue like that," snorts Leni. "My brother does this by now even me on the Geischt with his penetration."

Toll. What should I tell you now? I look at only kuhäugig.

"talk your müscht."

"What?" I put my book down and squint to the water sports area. Aron is there for a change clamped by Aisha. "What can I say? He means well but not bad. He just wants to be nice. "

" He wants spiiieeelen but only "Yash aping the owner of a dog fight for who has just bitten into my calves.

"I can not make such Aron encounter them in the head," I defend myself. Directness has never been my forte. Apart from that I could when Leni and Carla with their assumption are all wrong, to the bone . Embarrass Then I have no interest. So much ego must be allowed. "No," I say therefore determined before Leni can come up with another argument. "I just do not want to talk!"

Leni gives me a few minutes grace period. Then she kicks off "Weischt you know that you jetscht no bischt bit better than you can ...?" the end of the sentence hanging in the air. "A few warm words on a piece of paper. The tish everything you ish left of your Tillmann. What really has not gepascht between you, you weischt but still do not, right? And what it was like with Sam? Bischt you just took off. Hasht leave you on your own understanding; good. But what do you glaubscht how he felt at that time? "

I let the head hang.

"And Miro? How long have you wirscht sit there and wait for a statement? "

" I need no explanation from him, "I snarl. "He's took, I was just there. The same old game. "

Yash gets up and sits down very close to me. "Charlie, I do not think this is a game for Miro. It is deadly serious. "

" How do you know? "

He shrugs his shoulders. "Instinct"

That night I drink me maintained at one. Not that I knew not what I do or say or could no longer stand. But enough to forget for a moment. Leni and Yash watch my bout with growing concern. More so than Aron insisted to accompany me to my bungalow.

"Let only Aron. We do that, "Yash immediately hooked on with me. "We live so opposite."

"I need nüscht" I jolted his arm. "Can not alone." I protest, the brace hands on her hips and stomp "Sleep well" with one, like this.

Halfway I hear steps.

"Man, Charlie. Now wait yet again. "It is Aron.

"Go away, '" I snarl. "Have enough of drunken sex with best friends or best friends of friends ..."

"Hey, hey," he raises his hands. "Taking it slowly. And come again to you. "

" I am with me, "I scream. "But I tell you once, who does not?"

"Who?"

"He." Sadly I am continuing my way.

Aron is a few seconds as if rooted. Then he follows me. "Who He is'? "

'Pass' on, here's Schrötkilden ... Rildschöten ... shit! Sign-coronation-ten. "

" Who is he? "

My goodness, is the persistent!

"Listen, Aron. I have deleted sick of pissing men ... Men who fuck off. Daaa it, "I point with my finger on bungalow door," sits the only man to me now is still important. And even I will be leaving at some point. But until he does, I'll give him my whole heart. There is no room for ... "

"For me?"

I can see foot to the floor.

"But these others?"

"Oh, Aron ..." I look him in the eye and gently caress his cheek. "Tillman has torn a hole in my heart. And now the other one sits in it and drilled and hammered and shoveled into a real pit. Even if I wanted ... "He leans his forehead

to my head. "I understand Charlie. Do not worry. 'm Not stupid. I know I am a bastard when it comes to women. But I understand you, I've finally feelings. Somehow I had probably hoped it could be anything else to be. "He pulls up his shoulders helplessly. "Well, maybe it comforts you a little bit, that you still remain my dream woman?"

My heart is about the collapse. "Tell the niii-hiiicht," I howl like a wolf.

Why is life just so unfair?

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Full Lotte - Chapter 41

"Aron is your best friend?" Heard my questioning response.

Miro nodded silently.

My thoughts go straight roller coaster.

between the concepts of random and free will exists a close relationship. One can argue that a free decision a decision is, at least in part, by other influences - is determined - inner and outer nature. It is therefore not determined. However, this can be seen also as the definition of random. According to this view, there can be in a universe without random no free will, as any decision could be predicted with knowledge of all parameters. But if our decisions are by chance, that's certainly not what we imagine in the open will. In short: Aron allegedly has a crush on me. I have a crush clearly in Miro. Aron and Miro are best friends - with that which has something to do with me. This is called coincidence.

I personally have never believed in coincidences, however, my question proportionately stupid: "You are but so much older than him"

"Miro manner a model for Aron," Leni attacks before his answer.

Yash lets out a derisive laugh. "But not when it comes to women."

"Recently he has but what is about a dream woman " adds Aisha a sullen to immediately to justify to her father: "I have not listened to"

Miro seems completely lost in thought. Shaking his head, he stares into space. This bites his teeth together so strongly that his lower jaw bone emerge rhythmically.

I think he exaggerates and put on to Aisha's defense. "Hey, now we'll do not immediately so hectic at the corner table," I try it humorous.

But Miro understands just not fun. With wrinkled brow, he stands up, without to give me another hearing, and goes. I fixed it after stunned.

"Papa!" Aisha snorting falls in on itself, pauses for a moment and then runs after him.

I shake his head in bewilderment. Have I missed something?

"Hach," sighs Leni.

"Say look, but I find the way or your reaction Miro's not a bit excessive?" Angry, I ask easy.

"That will only get you so." Yash says this seriously, but are in rapid small. "A bit excessive, it is probably too."

"I think the manner just Inschtinkt father or something," speculates Leni. "The Aisha manner, I think a crush for some time in Aron."

"Hm," I ponder. "If that is so ... When his best friend, he knows your brother, so probably pretty good, and so well that he does not consider him son-in compatible. After all, " I add immediately, not to step on the feet to Leni, "you said yourself that things Aron women bastard."

"That did you say?" Yash Leni looks surprised.

She pulls the shoulders up. "American also so ..."

Perplexed, we head off to the beach, where we have Paul and July are expected.

After the intimacy of the last night I had hoped for a little more attention today by Miro. However, depends almost constantly on the phone and looks extremely tense. The phone calls he takes exception beyond our earshot. Pouting I immerse myself in my book The paradox man. Watch out!

To Aron's arrival not to miss, we start already at half past five on the beach. For two hours I have not seen Miro. With business eye and the ear phone, he suddenly disappeared. Pretty pissed off I trudge to the bungalow. Well, tonight is a neat bollocking get from me! , I make myself and jump into the shower.

"Paul?" I call out from the bathroom. "Can you please put some cream on my back? Paul? "

My son is not responding.

"PAAA-aul!" I will just right upset about the fact that he bit before the will press creams by the deaf is to continue to watch TV, since he stands in the doorway. "What's the matter?" Playing on his betröppelten expression.

"Here," he growls and keeps me a small package under his nose. "Shall I give you."

"Who?"

Paul angrily pressed his lips together. gleam in his eyes tears.

I first open the tiny envelope with the folded card. All the best birthday , M. read, I look for an explanation of Paul and begging. "Miro has given you that?"

"Who otherwise? "snaps my son to me. A tear rolling down his cheek. "And now he's gone!"

"What? Way? "

He is the reply guilty, angry stomps to his room and closes the door against his habit.

I sigh and open the small package. To light a long silver Erbskette comes with a round Charm supporters of the designer Thomas Sabo . In turn, a Thai Buddha is enshrined. I lay around the gem and make myself ready for dinner.

knock Fifteen minutes later I on Paul's door. "Paulie?"

It opens and my son looks at me with eyes swollen from crying. "Thou shalt not say to me, Paulie!"

OhWeh! I am typing now plays spontaneously with a relationship crisis in July. "Do you talk about?"

He shakes his head and squeezed past me and runs off bouncing step. I follow him with a sigh.

expects to my surprise, July Paul smiling for dinner. Of crisis no trace. The two immediately disappear together for breakfast.

"I thought the two of them spat?"

Leni draws astonished his eyebrows up. "As you kommscht say that?"

"Paul was so depressed before. And when I asked him why, he only took me angeblafft. "

" Hm, "Leni at a loss, and fixed the Buddha for my neck. "That was a yes a nice part. Thomas Sabo , right? "

" Hum, "I nod and look around for me.

"I do not know where he is," Leni said softly, as if she could read my mind. "He was gone quite plötschlich noon today. Aisha also. "She looks up. "Oh!"

"Sorry. 'm Late. "Aisha is quite out of breath. "I 've been waiting for the taxi with dad. "

" Taxi? What taxi? "Am I in the wrong movie?

you orders to Abdul Kerim a Turkish tea and makes a really relaxed. "To the airport," she mentioned casually. "His flight leaves at eight."

"Aisha, why, his flight? Where to go? "Even Leni is completely unaware.

"Home. He said the company had called and he must come immediately and he has today posted to make or break a flight and is now gone. "

I can feel how I derail the facial features. "He's gone? Just like that? "

Aisha seems not particularly shocked at the unexpected departure of her father. On the contrary, it seems almost liberated. "Yes," she replies in short supply. "Aron would arrive soon but, right?"

The toilets in my neck is getting bigger. Only with difficulty can I hold back the tears in my eyes burn like nail polish remover.

"Are you still ill yesterday, Charlie?" Aisha is in the best mood.

Without waiting for my answer is, to them, pats me on the back and regret going to the buffet.

"He has not been adopted by you? "Leni whispered sympathetically.

My horror at Miro's departure gives way to anger over his clandestine disappearance. It's like deja vu. "He did not even mention", Faucher I angry. "Yesterday he fucked me in the seventh heaven, and today he is secretly fuck off! What should I keep it for? "

" Schschscht "makes Leni and Yash puts his index finger to his lips.

I suggest hand over her mouth and clench my teeth.

"Did you hurt you, Charlie?" July is off her plate and looks at me anxiously.

Paul puts his hand on my cheek. "Or are you so sad because Miro is gone?"

"Have I bitten his tongue," I press out, without in July to see.

"Haha," laughs Aisha and turns off her plate with the three mandatory lettuce leaves. 'Where a tongue piercing, but must cry when it bites on it. You are kind of funny. "

I tortured grin. Miro has just used me. Used and abandoned. I did not even worthy of a farewell, let alone an explanation.

"There is an explanation for everything," Yash can casually . Fall I understand and would like to believe it so much.

"Hey, have you got a great Buddha." Aisha gets from my despair to happiness with nothing. "My dad has some. So very true, from India, "she chatters away without hesitation and lectured:" There comes forth this fact Siddhartha Gautama. That was a prince of the Principality of North Indian Kapilavastu who has attained thirty-five years, according to the teachings of Buddhism, the enlightenment and from then on was known as Buddha. "

Yash can dance his eyebrows appreciatively.

"India?" Repeated Leni.

Aisha nods. "Of course. My Dad was there for one year. Yogi with Ben. In so 'precious monastery. "

Dong! A bell will sound in my brain. "Does your father also Indian?"

"Sure!"

I strike with the flat of his hand against his forehead. Well done, Charlie, you Vollidiotin!

My Tumse Pyaar Kartha hun. That is, I love you '.

And this I have now this. I feel sick.

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