TWENTY-SEVEN
Miran stood watching his phone, should he call or should he not? Ever since he saw Kim's mother, the feeling of making a mistake bothered him so much.
"Miran?" Eisa called.
"Oh, Eisa."
"Is something wrong?"
"No, I just—" he stopped looking at his cell. Kim's text had just come in.
"Seems like you were expecting a text," Eisa laughed.
"Why are you two here?" Miran frowned at Eisa.
"Anyways, tell me you're gonna come to Dubai soon."
"Hm, I would for your anniversary I've told you!"
"Since you met Kim, you've been a full Californian."
"Stop, it's not just her, I have work there and here."
"I can see that, you must really like her."
"Yeah, I do. She makes me... want to do better. I'm always restless, I guess."
"Believe me you ain't lying," Eisa laughs. Miran wasn't the lover boy type, but since Kim got into his life, is like he wanted everything to be perfect for her.
"And it feels like I'm not doing it right."
"How?"