Mafia Millionaire

Childhood Days

I got the things she gave me, even though I didn't know what I was thinking. But her smile made some impact on me. Soon it was winter holiday the park became empty I too had to search for some place to stay. During the full winter, I had thought of her and that gave me the strength to survive. On the other side, I regretted not asking her name. 

The school started after the Christmas holidays, I would go and stand near the Leopoldo Naranjo School on Madero Street. That is the biggest school in the surrounding I like to study but I can't know my situation I would just stand there and watch the other children of my age enjoying their school life. 

In the mid of January, as I was standing at the side of the school, I saw her again in the blue color which felt like a luxury car to me. She looks so beautiful as she is enjoying the cold wind by the partly open window. I wave my hands desperate for her to notice but I guess I'm not that lucky, her car went inside the school gate. It's been a week now I've been trying to get her attention but nothing happened. 

After trying for a week I was losing hope I was standing at the usual spot when suddenly I heard a loud bang nearer to me. I turned around to see two cars had crashed a little and the drivers were shouting at one another which created a little traffic. I heard the familiar sound of a car and I could feel the chillness of the air around me, I looked in the direction where her car would usually come. The car had stopped at the side exactly where I was standing. 

With a little more hope I waved my hand once again today to grab her attention, she noticed the movement and now she is looking at me. My heart was beating so fast, she opened her car door and walked towards me. Oh, my heart felt like it was going to stop its beat I felt sweaty all of a sudden. "Hi, How are you?" as she was talking snow from the tree beside us came down with the wind. 

The moment felt magical to me she snapped her fingers in front of me, I hadn't realized that I was zoned out. "I'm fine. What about you?" there is a nervous smile on my face. "I'm too good, I forgot to ask your name that day can you tell me now?" she is asking the question that I tend to ask first. "My name is Hebras, What is your name?" "Princess come it's getting late for school it's just a little distance we can go on a walk" a middle-aged man came out of the car and dragged her with him. 

He is the villain of the story it felt like that, hell no I haven't even asked her name. "It's okay Hebras being unlucky is not new to you" I again went to the park hoping to get something to eat in the afternoon. Usually, I don't come near to the school in the evening but now all I have in my mind is to know her name so for the first time came to the school in the evening. The children were running towards their parents while their parents were hugging them and taking them in their embrace. This is making me sick I want to leave there, the face of my angel crossed my eyes so I remained there looking for her. 

Unfortunately, she left that evening before I came to the school. The next morning I got there early and waited for her but there were no signs of her car, I was disappointed that happened continuously for one month. Now it's mid of February my hope has decreased again. I'm sitting in the park and I can see many children with their parents maybe it's a government holiday I guess. I wish I could see my angel today, at that moment my prayer was answered " Hebras?" I was waiting for a month to hear that voice. 

I ran towards her my face showing joy "Hey angel nice to see you again" She took her bag and searched for a spot then she sat down on the green grass where there was less crowd. She patted the spot next to her asking me to sit down with her, which I gladly accepted. "Can you please tell me your name? It's killing me not knowing your name" She smiled looking at me "I'm Samira" Samira I repeated her name in my mind. "Such a beautiful name? How old are you, Samira". "I'm 8 years old. What about you Hebras?" "I'm 10 years old boy". 

Soon enough we got enough information about each other and I came to know that Samira's dad is one of the biggest doctors in the city. "Samira.....Can you do me a favor" I asked in a hesitating tone. "What is that Hebras?" she looked at me eagerly waiting for my reply. "The thing is... that... I...." she noticed my hesitation "Just be frank Hebras" I gathered my courage "I want to study but I don't have the source can you please give me your old books I will study from that"

"Of course, I can and I can help you study as well I'll be your teacher and you will be my student". I can't help but laugh at her cuteness, we are only two years apart but I feel like I'm a big boy. Every Saturday and holiday she would come to the park to teach me. Soon after even Samira's father came to know about me and he also started to help me in my studies in his free time, he is one of the best men I know so far. Somedays we would meet outside her school and eat ice- cream together. This became a habit of ours and our friendship has continued for three years as the same. 

Now I'm 13 and Samira is 11, I have learned to read and write so well and have my happy days. I get my food every day as Samira has been arranging that for the past three years.  As our lives were going like that I started to feel my hormonal changes and unknowingly my puppy love grew high. Nowadays even Samira's presence at a particular distance is enough for my heartbeat to race. I wish I could tell her about my feelings by she is just 11 I'm not sure if she could understand my feelings. For now, I'm planning to keep this a secret for some more years once she can understand my feelings I will express them to her.