“ are you afraid ?” She asked him ,in all seriousness, while she was playing randomly with the stray strands of her hair.

“ excuse me?” He inquired , surprised from her ambiguous question.

“ Are you afraid from learning about my own world?” She clarified with the same tone and was still moving one of her hands through her hair carelessly as she sat on that wooden chair that lurked in the corner of the room. Looking up so that she faces the dimmed light rays.  

“ not at all “ he answered earnestly with an exaggerated confidence and sighed deeply to add , with a curious tone “ instead , I can’t wait to enter it!”

And then he stood up from his seating place to start , slowly,  making his way towards the exit exactly.

“ maybe you should” she raised her voice and wore a grave tone to stop him from moving. Whereas , he turned around so that he faced her with his blue eyes for a half smug grin to plant itself on his face as he spoke calmly and with an overrated self-assurance

“ and maybe I shouldn’t “

He then stormed outside , dismissive  of what’s waiting for him because of his inquisitiveness .

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Start 18/8/2019

All rights of the writing and the idea belongs to the Arabic writer " Alla Salem "

All the translation rights back to
" Malk.H "

#Expect the unexpected

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Disclaimer : the story is not convinced and all of its content from the fabric of my imagination