a ride through life- Page 12

after work i went home and slowly prepared dinner. i didn't know anything about lazar and i called him to my apartment. god what a fool i am, he's been arrested for theft several times and now i'm calling him to my apartment. what did i do. ​​i was in a panic. uhhh but then i calmed down a bit because he somehow instilled trust in me. i took a shower and set the table. i made spaghetti bolognese, it's a dish everyone loves. the salad was also delicious. i put the wine on to cool and then i realized that lazar looked more like someone who likes beer to me. so i put the beer on to cool.

and so i waited until 8 o'clock when i heard that a motorbike was parked in front of the building. i didn't pay attention because i was expecting lazar to show up at the door. someone rang the doorbell and i opened it. At the door was a man shaved with short hair and a very attractive appearance, A beautifully and above all expensively dressed man with very blue eyes.

I looked at him and said: Good evening, here you go, who do you need. He looked at me and smiled at; you, my future wife.

Please, what the hell????, I managed to say.

I am my dear Lazar. Your future husband.

God, what a shock for me. Such a handsome man was at my apartment door and it turned out to be Lazar.

Lazar, how are you? What is happening??? all sorts of questions were spinning in my head.

Lazar gently pushed me away from the door and walked past me and then I smelled the perfume again. God, my nostrils flared as I inhaled the scent. He entered the apartment nonchalantly and started to tour the apartment. When he was done, he sat down at the table, and I kept looking at him the whole time and saw that he was really a very handsome and beautiful man. uhhhh my face turned a little red when I looked at his figure. I was ashamed, I scolded myself.

Lazar, is that your real name??? yes, I'm Lazar Nikolić. And you are the future Mrs. Nikolić. Now that's enough banter, let's sit down and talk a little. I'm Lazar and I'm a detective in the police station in charge of robberies that are frequent in this area. And a very important item, which is that someone from your station is working with robbers, we can't find out who it is, and that's why I was arrested several times. And I have examined you very well, my dear. I hope you're not mad about it. My mask is the one you've seen several times. My boss chose not to talk to you about this because he got very high praise for you.

I stared at him with a kind of disbelief and pride. I really liked his attitude. And just the look, I was ashamed.

Now, he continued, let's get back to the topic you started today. udfaja for me, actually marrying me. Look, I'm not sure you're aware of what you asked of me, so that's why I asked to meet and explain to me where you got this idea of ​​going around asking men to marry you. Now I've come to my senses from the surprise, but I'm telling you again that you have to tell me the reason why you're asking - I don't believe it's for some money or some revenge, you don't seem like that kind of person to me. Now if you only knew, I said to myself. Okay, let's have dinner and you can easily tell me everything I need to know. but,, I advise you to tell me the truth and nothing but the truth, okay?

The heaviness I felt in my chest was indescribable. I sat down at the table and offered him a drink and he said if you have any wine. What a moment. I managed not to laugh because I called him a lumberjack and I prepared a beer for him. And he was a gentleman wine. Aww. And so the dinner started. I started to enjoy his presence in my apartment. And when we had dinner he helped me wash the dishes and then I made coffee. We sat in the living room and then he looked at me and said, I think it's time for you to tell me everything. And then I started talking but I told him everything, I didn't leave out a single moment. I saw him turn away with disgust when I mentioned Siniša to him. How surprised he was when I told him about my father and my brother. And at one point he even cursed something.

And in the end I told him that the only way out was to marry someone my father had never heard of and had no influence on him. Lazar looked at me and asked a question I hadn't expected. So tell me, do you trust me so much that you think I wouldn't agree to a deal with your father for money. And that hit me hard. Since I still had some hope in me that I might have made a good choice, now after his question it seemed to me that all this was wrong. However, he said, no matter how much someone influenced me, I could never do that to a person I like. So, he likes me. and his face turned black again.

Okay, he continued, come on now, tell me your plan. It's already very late, I have to go to the field tomorrow and it's already 2 am. I didn't even realize it was that late.

Lazare, I know that all this is fast, but I only need it on paper for a year that I am married, you will not have any obligations towards me.

If you are not married and if you think you could help me to get rid of my father and my brother for a while, I would like to repay you. I don't know how, maybe I should pay you for that service.

I know how this sounds. but I am in a very delicate situation.

Lazar took my hand and said;

Dear, I am not for sale. You don't want to buy me. But give me some time to think and I'll let you know what I've decided.

He got up to leave and then he took my hand and just kissed me on the cheek. See you later, he said and left.

All night, actually the little time I was in bed, I couldn't sleep because I was thinking about everything. Lazar, the way he was in my apartment, is a big contrast to the Lazar I arrested. I had to keep quiet about that part and not reveal his real identity to anyone. It was hard to do it but I had to. And one more thing, I was hanging out a bit so I could maybe find out who from my station was in cahoots with the criminals.

Days passed and I still hadn't met Lazar. He hadn't even been arrested. I hadn't even heard from him because of course I didn't even have his phone number. I hadn't even seen him in town. Nothing from him. I slowly started to think that he had given up on my idea and that he regretted meeting me. It had been 15 days and I was already very disappointed because I hadn't succeeded in my idea. I had to admit to myself that I would never propose that idea to anyone again. Another 15 days passed and that evening I made myself a pizza for dinner.