Forgotten conjunction

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_ November 15th in the morning...

A new day in the café. As I was counting down my list of orders, I noticed an old and very tired woman approaching me. I left everything in my hand and went to her, and she added:

_ Hello young lady, I would like some water, please.

_ Order, my lady. I took from her what she was holding in her hand and accompanied her to sit down and rest from her extreme fatigue.
I brought her hot chocolate and some food. I went to her with all respect to present what she had prepared.

_ I did not ask for this, my daughter. He does not have money for it. Just bring me water.

_I know that, I wrote down your request, but this is at the expense of the café.

With shock accompanied by joy..
_ Thank you, noble woman.
She remained resting for a while, and before she left, she called me:

_What is your name, dear?

_"Rossana"

_You are merciful, Rossana, and your name is worthy of you
"One day you will meet someone who carries what you carry in your heart."

And you left....

As I stared at her leaving, I saw through the windows of the café the arrival of many luxurious black security cars, but they were not strange to me.

- Oh, my God, this is it again, but how did he know that I worked here?

Cars surrounded the café, and his guards descended before his arrival, wearing their black formal clothes and an aura of security around him. He sat outside the café at one of the tables and called out with his usual arrogance:

_ Hey... you
Without looking at my face, "Bring me some coffee quickly without delay."
She gave him an angry sideways look.
I went to get it for him without speaking to him. There was no point in talking to him.
When I brought it to him, he took it from my hand, stared at me condescendingly, and poured it on the floor, then added in a cold, authoritative tone:

_How do you allow yourself to work in this place? You lowered my head in front of society. You forgot that you are the daughter of one of the council members. Don't you fear for yourself? Come to your senses, Rossana._ There is no need for you to come here, father, and there is no need for this play that you are performing. You have abandoned me, and your presence here is not welcome.

_Your stubbornness and pride will bring about your death.

_ I whispered to him, for God's sake, stop threatening me, aren't you bored with what you are doing? Is this your job, dad?! Do you used to threaten people?

He held my hand tightly and I felt the grip of his fingers on my wrist
_ From pain. . . Dad, you're hurting me, let go of my hand

_Rossana, you do not understand words. You will bring me misfortunes, and I will not allow you to do that.
At the end of his speech, while he was holding me, he pushed me away with his strength to the ground
Then he ordered his guards to leave while pointing at them with his fingers......

I looked at him as he left while I was still sitting and placing my hands on the ground
My rise was not a physical weakness, but a spiritual one.

"My father, the first love of my life, how could he destroy this love?"
I fell to the ground, and all my love for him fell with me, and nothing left to move
I have never felt such sadness after my mother's sadness and my heart turned to steel
And with everything that happened to me, I bet there is not a single lover left of them."

After Clarin's father came running towards me in fear to help me get up, saying: Rossana, are you okay? Get up and be brave
_ When loved ones abandon you, you must have the courage to continue _

I looked at him with deep sadness.
_ He patted my shoulder and said, "It's okay. Go home and rest and go back to work again with a smile. Everything will be fine."
I left the place talking to myself..
It is as if the places belong to my father. Wherever I go, I find him, and I do not dare to forget.. Today what he did to me made my appearance weak and my heart even weaker, but despite what he did, I need him....

_End of Part Four_

What will force Rossana's broken heart anymore?

This sadness will make her more rigid

Her need for her father in her difficult time is what made her weak....

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