Ciggrattes

it seemed evident that the rain won't stop....not today.

"cigarette???" asked an old man seating in that big white polished truck, poping a cigarette towards another man who was sitting just beside him on the driver's seat and was dressed in a blue t-shirt with the identical print of Capital 'R' on their t-shirt.

"No...not at work...."

But the other man simply refused that cigarette with a shy, hesitant smile that didn't cover his desperate desire to suck in that cigarette but he had promised his 5-month pregnant wife that he will quit smoking as soon as possible.

But does that kind of habit go away so easily???!

"As you wish..."

With a mocking smile, the man who offered that cigarette, an old happy sardonic Spanish man of approximately 65 plus age with a ghostly dry wrinkled skin, had a wicked addiction to smoke all day long.

Smoothly slides his offered cigarette between his lips teasingly, still looking amusingly at the desperate man sitting beside him who was swallowing big-big lumps of saliva which was secreting from his salivary glands uncontrollably.

Unhurriedly, the old one slides his hand into his front pocket shuffling for a thing- a lighter to flame his cigarette. And suddenly his movement halted like he was frozen but his smile stretched much wider sardonically.