She just broke up with her boyfriend. She was very, very jealous. She wanted to know where he was doing what he was doing with who he wasn’t spending time with. “Send me a photo,” she said. After work when he was drinking something with his friends, watching the match in the stadium, the neighbor’s garden, two pairs of words, was taking photos and sending the her. But it was not enough to see the photo for her. She was trying to hear the sound of his environment, to see if the photo was really taken where he said it was.
Since the man worked during the day and the woman in the evening, the hours spent together at home were limited. She didn’t give up control when she was at work. He warned his twelve-year-old son, “Call me if he goes out, if he rings, listen to who he is talking to.” The man said, “I’m out of bread, I’m going to the market, mesela for example, if he doesn’t return within ten minutes, his phone rings. The boy was walking around, talking on the phone at home.
The fact that a lonely woman was around the man was the cause of the severe crisis. She had seen her thirty-year-old friend who left her husband the day they were last invited to her home. When her lover saw the same painting in her own home in the kitchen of the divorced friend, “Come on, we’re going, you won’t hang the same painting on your wall if nothing goes between you geç.
The man was actually happy at first. She said her jealousy was proof of her love. He gathered glasses with salt and ice on the walls, on the floor, put ointments on the rakes on his face, went out less and spent more time at home.
However, the crises of jealousy stemming from the fear of being deceived by women began to be accompanied by threats of separation. When the man returned home in the evening, he was taking away his son with a few pieces of his belongings. The woman, who did not answer the phone and the messages, returned after a few days as if nothing had happened.
In the kitchen cabinets, there were no more dishes, the rakes increased, leaving the house and returning more often, the man began to ask himself if this was jealousy. He was looking for answers.
One evening he came home and found the answer. Every lover had gone again and broke the lemon tree in the garden. The man realized he wasn’t loved that evening. The next day he told his colleague, O If he loved me, he wouldn’t have killed my lemon tree. If he killed him ”” but he didn’t bring it on. He went out that evening, but he didn’t take a picture with those at the table. The phone rang, but didn’t pick up.
That night, the woman returned with her bag and every last. The man did not want to offend his mother by the boy. That night they slept together. The next day was Saturday. The man told his girlfriend he wanted to leave. She was surprised. She didn’t want to go. She cried. Then he got up and took his son with his bag. The man didn’t call each. “You’re with someone else, so you want to break up with me, don’t you?” He changed the key to the house. He started pulling the iron bolt of the garden.
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