The witchcraft of a beautiful girl

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The foggy weather lasted until evening. All around is a gloomy, almost invisible street where only one girl is walking, knocking on her heels. It was Anora. Anora's parents divorced when the child reached puberty. The girl, who stayed with her mother, lost her parents after a while. His father is still homeless. Anora has no relatives, but she still liked to live alone.

"It's not good for a girl to live alone, is she?" Said her aunt angrily.

"What am I afraid of when I'm thirty-three?" Said Anora, staring meaninglessly at her long nails.

- Eh! How beautiful you are, but happy…

Anora has heard this a lot. The incessant words about the beauty and grace of all the girls, at the same time, of course, added to the issue of marriage. Whether it was because she felt orphaned early or because of her stubbornness, Anora had a strong self-confidence and decided to live alone, putting her affairs in perspective as well. Anora, whose steps are full of courage, is still coming out of the darkness and fog. She spread her hair up to her waist, and her hair stood on end as high as ever. There was not the slightest hint of fear on his face.

"Oh, my God!"

The woman next door, who was spitting on her chest, was startled to see the girl suddenly appear in front of her.

"Why are you afraid?" Said Anora calmly. His eyes were as cold as ever, but fixed.

- I went out into the street, trembling in the terrible weather. "See you," she said, and sniffed at Anora, who opened the door, ignoring her. - You walk down the street a lot in the evening, it's not good for a girl.

"Don't worry," said Anora as she entered the house, "I'm used to it."

The stubborn neighbor woman couldn't help but talk to this girl.

"Maybe that's why you're still unhappy?"

Anora heard the neighbor's poisonous remark, even as she closed the door, and with a deep "uh" sighed, went into her late mother's room. Anora was told by her aunt not to overdo it in this room, but for some reason the girl would stay long in the dark room staring at one point.

* * *

The music, the crackling sound of the dishes, was a little quieter. This is the peak of the banquet. The friends, who had not seen each other for a long time, never stopped talking, sometimes about their children, sometimes about their husbands. Only Anoragina is silent. He frowned and sat staring at the glass of drink in his hand. This indifference of Anora, the fact that the classmate in front of her did not interfere with anyone, gossiped with those around her about the girl's arrogance. Then he winked at his friends as if to say, "I'll tie you up now."

- Anora! When do you touch the ground? You're thirty-three!

Anora knew that the voice owner didn’t like her at all and was even now openly challenged to fight. The girl's shining beautiful but cold gaze moved from the glass and raised her head high.

"Soon," she said, smiling a little, then winking slyly. - I think your husband is the best candidate!

The girls around the table were looking at their friends, who had just started beating, whispering to each other. There was an awkward silence. But Anora got up at that moment and went on a wide circle to dance with her close friend Sakina. It was also clear why they hated Anora so much that almost all of her friends stared at her with hatred.

"It's all your fault!" Sakina said nervously as they left. "Everyone is jealous of you."

Anora didn't say a word, just hugged her shirt friend's shoulder and smiled.

"But you did too!" Sakina burst out laughing. "They know you can ruin everyone's family if you want to." They are scared to death of you, your beauty.

"Stop it," said Anora.

Although Anora believes in beauty and doesn’t talk much, she has already discovered this truth from the inside out. He didn't want to talk about it with Sakina either. But his friend thought as he remembered the past. Indeed, the guys who met Anora fell in love with her at first sight and expressed their love, but when it came to the wedding, they did not make this important decision. Her friend, who was walking next to her, also introduced Anora to a number of young men, who, surprisingly, were also upset before the wedding.

* * *

Wanting to get to the bottom of these thoughts, Sakina met her cousin Murad the next day. Once upon a time, it was Sakina's cousin who fell in love with Anora to the point of death.

"Why did you leave Anora at that time?"

Sakina's sudden revelation of the subject hastened the young man.

"It was a great question," said Murad, looking around secretly as he put his little boy on his lap. "Speak more slowly, and I'll be done if my wife hears." I still say "Anora" in my dreams.

"That's what I'm saying!" Sakina shouted loudly and quickly lowered her voice after her cousin's gesture. "You fell in love with him, and then all of a sudden you fell in love." When I ask why, I remember you giving a vague answer at the time, not wanting to talk about it.

Murad looked around again and began to speak slowly.

"Frankly," he whispered, "I really liked your friend." She was not only handsome, but intelligent, wise, in short, a girl with all the qualities a young man wanted. But on the eve of the wedding, for some reason, I was getting heavier. I woke up early in the morning with a headache in my head and walked like a man with a heavy load until the evening. When I saw Anora, talked to her, and even thought about her, that pain squeezed my brain so much… At first I thought it was a simple coincidence, but every time I had an argument with her, the pain would go away!

"I'm sorry, what's the matter?" Said Sakina, holding her collar. "Why didn't you say that?" Maybe it’s just a coincidence?

"That's why I didn't tell anyone." But it’s a mystery that such a girl hasn’t touched the ground yet, right? Who knows, he may have been possessed by a jinn.

"Remember, what a demon, don't be a child!" Sakina's neck stiffened.

"Yeah, I'm not kidding!" Said Murad angrily. Then he whispered. "They say that the male demons of very beautiful girls do not approach anyone!"

Sakina was silent. He wanted to describe the situation as "mysterious," but the confusion was growing. The woman, who had been shot while saying goodbye to her cousin, was now wondering who to meet. She was madly in love with Anora during her school days
remembered a classmate and called him. They agreed to meet at a nearby cafe. Sardor was amazed at the state of his classmate, who had not been there for so long.

"Peace, did you suddenly visit?" Said the young man, not understanding what was going on.

"Peace." How are your children and wife? Said Sakina, who had begun to speak from a distance, afraid of hurting her classmate with years of memories.

Still, after asking about the water, it was impossible not to ask the question inside. Sardor listened intently to Sakina, thought for a moment, and frowned.

"I told you then, I guess I didn't love him, that's all!" There was anger and excitement in his voice. - In general, why do you ask about it?

"Don't be angry," said Sakina in an embarrassed tone. "I just want to clarify some things." You know, Anora is not married yet! Needless to say, he was educated, smart, and even started his own business. But why?

"Look at me, Sakina," said Sardor, raising his hand as if to say, "Stop." "Why did you call me?" I don’t want to talk about Anora!

"Tell the truth, please!"

Sakina was confident that her request would be denied, given the nervous look on her classmate's face. For this reason:

"Yes, I'm sorry to bother you," he said, and started to leave.

"Stop it!" - Sardor suddenly did not want Sakina to leave. "Since you're so interested, you still love Anora."

"So you're still him…"

"Please don't listen to me. It's not easy for me to talk about it." So, ten years ago, I put a sweater on Anora. It was all going smoothly. But, but…

Sakina was silent
He felt a change in his classmate's position and did not say a word. Although curiosity prevailed, it suppressed itself. But Sardor did not speak at all, on the contrary, he often swallowed.

"But," said the Captain, as he took a sip of water. "I don't understand, for some reason my condition would get worse when I was with him."

"I see you were very jealous of him."

- No, no! The young man shook his head sharply, keeping his eyes on Sakina. - You don't understand me, it's not a mental state, when I met Anora, I felt a strong pain in my head. At first these pains seemed like normal headaches, I didn’t notice. As our wedding day draws to a close, the pain intensifies. I consulted both doctors and physicians, all to no avail. Finally one woman said that all of this could be due to the future bride, Anora.

The young man sighed deeply and looked at the couples around him, thinking.

"Although I believed her, I lost consciousness five or six times in front of Anora, even though I fainted." But
when my health doesn't improve… Eh, you're embarrassed to tell anyone about these criminal things, anyway, no one believes…

Sakina was silent. After all, what his cousin had said was almost the same as what he had heard now, and it was inappropriate to deny this fact.

Sakina met several other guys for a month. Although it was not easy to find them, to relive the old events, the happiness of his friend, as well as the cause of strong interest, he worked hard to complete the work. But suddenly Anora looked for him, came to his office, and handed him an invitation. Sakina trembled as she congratulated her friend:

- How is your future husband? He said cautiously, trying to talk to Anora.

"How are you?" Anora wondered. "Very well, why did you ask?"

"Yeah, that's it!" Sakina smiled calmly.

"Everything's fine, but I'll have a headache and it'll be over before the wedding."

Anora was talking excitedly about her wedding plans and new plans, and Sakina's heart was filled with a familiar grin. He was about to say something to his friend, and he waved, "The past is over, it's all nonsense."

Sakina, who was on a long trip because of her husband’s work, was unable to attend Anora’s wedding, and her phone was switched off when she called her friend to find out the details of the wedding.

"I'm so sorry I didn't get to the wedding." Anora, too, turned off her phone in an instant and started her honeymoon! Said Sakina, laughing out loud as she connected with another friend.

"Hey, what kind of honeymoon?" You don't know yet, I guess Anora's forehead hurts, the groom died the day after the wedding. Kasalmand ekan!

Sakina's phone accidentally fell out of her hand…

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