Banu and Nadim

ch 5 : the victim

Nadim was anxious not only because
The story of the cemetery, but because he almost knew Banu and knew what kind of personality she had, ever since he could remember, since he was a child, every time he was near this woman, the strong and scary aura she had made hi. scared in a way ! It was really scary for him, this boy was not a coward at all, fear was not a characteristic that could be attributed to him, but somehow... it made him want to retreat and enter his safe place. With what he remembered, he was sure that being in a battlefield with Banu would bring nothing but harm.

Saber opened the door for the boy and looked at Nadim for the last time as he was leaving, grabbed his shoulder and pressed him, as if he wanted to calm him down and assure him that he can leave the room alive. It's like he was just beginning to understand the meaning of other people's looks, those looks were more like compassion.

The woman asked impatiently from inside the room:

- Is fortune telling over? Are you coming in or not?

Nadim came to himself, opened the door completely and while entering the room said:

- I-Im sorry ...m-master...

Then he closed the door and stood in the center of the room facing the lady's table. It was much more difficult for him to tell the master to anyone other than Khan than he thought, not even twenty-four hours had passed since the death of his previous master. This word no longer rolls easily on his tongue, however, he had no choice but to get used to it....

His train of thoughts was interrupted again by the woman and he came to himself.

- not master . lord , miss , Madam or lady. I don't like to be addressed in a way that reminds me of someone else. do you understand ?

The boy's palms were sweaty, he rested his palms on the fabric of his pants on both sides. And at the same time, shaking his head, he repeated:

- Yes, my lady ! I understand .

He was repeating the sentences as if he didn't want to make a mistake, the woman didn't answer. Even though Nadim's head was down and he didn't look at the lady, he knew that Banu was sitting behind the table. He heard the sound of the chair being pulled and then the lady's steps approaching him, he swallowed his saliva, damn it, what was wrong with him. A few seconds later, she was standing a short distance away in his personal space, feeling the terrible aura of the lady on his skin. His heartbeat was so intense that he could swear that in the silence of the room, the lady could hear his heartbeat if she listened more closely. How was he supposed to serve the lady when the only feeling he had towards her was like a rabbit whose chest will be split by the hunter's teeth in a few moments.

Banu finally broke the silence, her voice was calm but empty of peace. A voice that screams dominance with its calm tone:

- When I am talking to you, you should look at me, not the ground.

Nadim's throat was dry, he understood the order well, he didn't need to be told twice, he raised his head with a struggle, his honey-colored gaze met the lady's dark gaze pleadingly.

- Excuse me, my lady...

Banu didn't say anything and stared at the boy's eyes without blinking, a frown appeared on her face, Nadim was more tormented than before but he didn't say anything and remained still without knowing that he was holding his breath, finally the moment of torment ended and the lady turned on her heel. and went to the window. She took out her cigarette from her pocket and lit it, took a deep drag and blew the smoke into the air. Nadim didn't even think about looking down, his eyes were following the woman's every move.

- I want to do everything as soon as possible. I don't like procrastinate .

The woman kept silent again and Nadim listened to her silence. Banu wasn't the first woman who performed this process today.