Fahlanruk (English Translation)

28

co-translator : pearlrosereader

                                                                  CHAPTER 28

"Hello ... What's wrong?" Sherbet asked from his side of the phone and after a pause he was heard to add: "Huh? ... I just got home" apparently he answered what was being asked from the other end of the phone line: "Oh, did you forget the script? Shall I take it to you? Ok ... I'll take it to the auditorium."

Sherbet hung up the phone and picked up the car keys he had just put away and walked into the room to find the script for the play, for he had remembered Fahlan reading it the night before and left it at the head of bed.

These last few days there was always a problem that made Sherbet have to go to the auditorium where Fah was rehearsing. The previous time Fahlan had forgotten his lighter and was upset that he couldn't smoke, the day before it was that his phone's battery died, so Sherbet had to bring him the portable charger.

For these reasons, the group of people in the auditorium became more and more familiar to Sher, in the same way that the group of boys and girls who rehearsed the scenes began to understand that Sher and Fah were friends but in the same way also noticeable was the fact that recently Pie was always in sight.

                                                                                                                                             ...... Another scene

Sherbet arrived at the auditorium and while he was waiting in line to enter, he saw Fahlan sitting down and noticed that the mentioned person was looking at the phone of the person next to him leaning towards her -the beautiful heroine- Fahlan got so close that his head collided with the girl causing them both to move away and smile, a scene that was repeated in several moments.

Sherbet's eyebrows furrowed at the intimate image in front of him, so his legs immediately moved again, picking up his way, weaving through the crowd through the long hallways until he reached the front of the stage.

His slim hand rested on Phi Fah's broad shoulders and called out to him: "Fahlan ..."

"Oh ... wait a minute ... I'll read the script over here,” replied Fahlan turning to look at Sherbet for a few seconds and returning to look at the girl next to him.

Sherbet frowned unconsciously, looking at his hand resting on the other's shoulder, while squinting at the script he had in his other hand and had brought at the request of the subject in front of him.

Sherbet's state of mind is varied slightly.