When dictatorship is a fact, revolution becomes a right...
Hello! I'm terribly sorry that I kept you all waiting for so long. so much has happened in my life in the past months. I graduated from university, changed my major, got into the master's program and got a job, etc.
I hope you're all feeling well these days however I'm not ok! as many of you may already know, a 22 years old girl named #MahsaAmini died from being beaten up by the police cause she didn't wear her hijab correctly in Iran (the country I'm from and currently live in.) since last week countless protests are going on against the government here and they're shooting people for demanding the most basic human right (the right to choose). one of my classmates is dead! they're beating and murdering people because we demand change and are protesting against this dictatorship. so no I am NOT ok. in these past few days I've cried so much that my eyes sting. please help us spread this message!
Anyway, this is one of the reasons why I buckled up and completed this chapter. I was looking for an escape I guess, plus this was way overdue! again I apologise for my long long absence and I hope you Enjoy it!
WARNING: +18 content!
PS: Thank you to my amazing and gorgeous betta harpokun
Şahika's eyes narrowed once again as she examined the girl in front of her. Yıldız; Ender's brand new protegee, or Halit's new mistress candidate to be exact.
The girl had blonde hair, medium height, and green eyes. She was poor of course, they all were. Şahika remembered Ender talking about her being a waitress of some sort in the restaurant which she frequented with her friends. However, aside from her glowing smile, which was a bit creepy if you asked Şahika, she honestly couldn't find any significance in this waitress. Maybe it was only because Şahika wasn't able to see beauty in any woman but Ender. Still what kind of a fool preferred this...girl to the goddess who was his wife. Men...pigs, all of them.
Şahika pressed her lips together; Ender being married to Halit still was a sore spot for her but that would change soon enough she reminded herself. Or at least she hoped it would.
'God how I wish this works!' she said to herself. Even though Şahika thought Ender's plan was ridiculous, not to mention risky and dangerous, she still was going along with it but as she looked at Yıldız once more, she couldn't help but feel like there was something wrong with her.
'She looks too eager.' Yes, maybe that was the problem. She looked too happy for someone who was about to fuck an old man but again it could all be for the money. After all, didn't Henry Ford label money as the root of all evil?
Nevertheless, she should continue to observe this innocent looking...thing. Something about this girl bugged her to no end, she just couldn't put her finger on it.
"Excuse me, are you listening?"
Şahika mentally shook herself. "Yes of course...Yıldız wasn't it?"
"Yes; as I said, I'm the new maid. Who are you looking for?"
Şahika cleared her throat. "No one. I just came to drop these documents off for Ms.Ender that's all."
"Oh, do you want me to call her?"
Şahika raised her eyebrow "and why would you do that?"
Yıldız was staring at her as if she had just spoken Chinese "so you can deliver the documents!"
"Oh no, you don't need to disturb Ms.Ender with such inconsequential matters. Just take them to her yourself." 'I shouldn't be near her anyway, it's too risky plus I can't risk being seen by Halit again. What if he recognises me this time!?' she thought.
