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23-08-2020، 4:44
ﮔﻮﺷﯽ ﺭﻭ ﻗﻄﻊ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﻭ ﻧﺸﺴﺘﻢ ﺭﻭ ﺯﻣﯿﻦ ﻭ ﺍﻃﺮﺍﻑ ﺭﻭ ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ.
ﻓﻘﻂ ﯾﻪ ﺻﻨﺪﻟﯽ ﻭ ﯾﻪ ﺗﺨﺖ ﻭ ﯾﻪ ﺗﻠﻮﯾﺰﯾﻮﻥ ﻗﺪﯾﻤﯽ ﺗﻮ ﺍﺗﺎﻕ ﺑﻮﺩ..ﺑﺎ ﯾﻪ ﮐﻤﺪ ﻗﺪﯾﻤﯽ ﮐﻪ ﺗﻘﺮﯾﺒﺎ ﺧﺎﻟﯽ ﺑﻮﺩ!
ﺁﺷﭙﺰ ﺧﻮﻧﺶ ﺍﻧﻘﺪﺭ ﮐﻮﭼﯿﮏ ﺑﻮﺩ ﮐﻪ ﺩﻭﻧﻔﺮ ﺑﯿﺸﺘﺮ ﺗﻮﺵ ﺟﺎ ﻧﻤﯿﺸﺪﻥ!
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﺧﻮﺏ..ﺗﻌﺮﯾﻒ ﮐﻦ ﭼﺠﻮﺭﯼ ﺍﺯ ﺟﻠﻮﯼ ﻓﺮﻭﺷﮕﺎﻩ ﺳﺮ ﺩﺭ ﺁﻭﺭﺩﯼ ﮐﻪ ﺩﺍﺭﻡ ﻣﯿﻤﯿﺮﻡ ﺍﺯ ﮐﻨﺠﮑﺎﻭﯼ
ﻭ ﺟﻠﻮﯼ ﻣﻦ ﺭﻭ ﺯﻣﯿﻦ ﻧﺸﺴﺖ.
ﺷﺮﻭﻉ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﺑﻪ ﺻﺤﺒﺖ ﻭ ﺑﺎﺑﮏ ﻫﻢ ﺑﺎ ﺩﻗﺖ ﮔﻮﺵ ﻣﯿﺪﺍﺩ ﺭﺳﯿﺪﻩ ﺑﻮﺩﻡ ﺑﻪ ﺍﻭﻥ ﻗﺴﻤﺖ ﮐﻪ ﺭﻓﺘﻢ ﺁﺭﺍﯾﺸﻤﻮ ﭘﺎﮎ ﮐﻨﻢ ﮐﻪ ﺗﻠﻔﻦ ﺯﻧﮓ ﺯﺩ.
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﺣﺘﻤﺎ ﺑﺎﺑﺎﺗﻪ..ﺗﻮ ﺑﺮﺩﺍﺭ.
_ﺍﻟﻮ؟
ﺑﺎﺑﺎ:ﺳﻼﻡ ﻋﺰﯾﺰﻡ...ﻓﺮﺩﺍ ﺳﺎﻋﺖ ﺳﻪ ﺑﻌﺪ ﺍﺯ ﻇﻬﺮ ﺑﻪ ﻭﻗﺖ ﺩﻭﺑﯽ ﻣﯿﺮﺳﻢ ﺍﻭﻧﺠﺎ.
_ﺑﺎﺷﻪ ﺑﺎﺑﺎﯾﯽ...ﻣﻨﺘﻈﺮﺗﻢ.
ﺑﺎﺑﺎ:ﻣﻦ ﺑﺮﻡ ﭘﻮﻝ ﻭ ﻣﺪﺍﺭﮐﻢ ﺭﻭ ﺁﻣﺎﺩﻩ ﮐﻨﻢ ﻭ ﺑﻪ ﻣﺎﻣﺎﻧﺖ ﺍﯾﻨﺎ ﻫﻢ ﺑﮕﻢ ﻣﯿﺎﻡ ﺩﻧﺒﺎﻝ ﺗﻮ.
_ﺑﺎﺑﺎﯾﯽ ﺣﻮﺍﺳﺖ ﺑﺎﺷﻪ ﭼﯿﺰﯼ ﺭﻭ ﻟﻮ ﻧﺪﯼ
ﺑﺎﺑﺎ:ﺑﺎﺷﻪ ﻋﺰﯾﺰﻡ...ﭘﺲ ...ﻓﺮﺩﺍ ﻣﯿﺒﯿﻨﻤﺖ..ﺧﺪﺍﻓﻆ ﻓﻌﻼ
_ﺁﺭﻩ...ﺧﺪﺍﻓﻆ
ﺑﻌﺪ ﺍﺯ ﻗﻄﻊ ﺷﺪﻥ ﺗﻤﺎﺱ ﺭﻓﺘﻢ ﺗﻮ ﻓﮑﺮ:
ﺩﺍﺷﺘﻢ ﺩﻭﺑﺎﺭﻩ ﺑﺮﻣﯿﮕﺸﺘﻢ ﺧﻮﻧﻪ!!!ﭼﻪ ﻗﺪﺭ ﺍﺣﺴﺎﺱ ﺧﻮﺷﺒﺨﺘﯽ ﻣﯿﮑﺮﺩﻡ!!ﺧﺪﺍ ﻣﻨﻮ ﺍﺯ ﺍﻭﻥ ﺯﻧﺪﺍﻥ ﻧﺠﺎﺕ ﺩﺍﺩ.
ﺣﺘﯽ ﻭﻗﺘﯽ ﻓﮑﺮ ﺭﻗﺼﯿﺪﻥ ﺑﺮﺍﯼ ﺍﻭﻥ ﻋﺮﺏ ﻫﺎﯼ ﺁﺷﻐﺎﻝ ﺭﻭ ﻣﯿﮑﺮﺩﻡ ﺣﺎﻟﻢ ﺑﺪ ﻣﯿﺸﺪ..ﭘﺲ ﺩﯾﮕﻪ ﺑﻬﺶ ﻓﮑﺮ ﻧﮑﺮﺩﻡ.
ﺑﻪ ﺑﺎﺑﮏ ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﻭ ﺧﻨﺪﯾﺪﻡ..ﺍﻭﻧﻢ ﺧﻨﺪﯾﺪ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:
ﺧﯿﻠﯽ ﺧﻮﺷﺤﺎﻟﯽ ﺩﺍﺭﯼ ﻣﯿﺮﯼ ﺧﻮﻧﺘﻮﻥ..ﻣﮕﻪ ﻧﻪ ﺧﺎﻧﻮﻡ ﺧﻮﺷﮕﻠﻪ؟
ﺍﺯ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺣﺮﻓﺶ ﺧﻮﺷﺤﺎﻝ ﺷﺪﻡ...ﭘﺲ ﺍﺯ ﻧﻈﺮ ﺍﻭﻥ ﻣﻦ ﺧﻮﺷﮕﻠﻢ!
_ﺁﺭﻩ...ﺧﯿﻠﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯽ ﺧﯿﻠﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯽ ﺧﻮﺷﺤﺎﻟﻢ!
ﺩﻭﺑﺎﺭﻩ ﺧﻨﺪﯾﺪ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:ﺧﻮﺏ...ﺣﺎﻻ ﺑﻘﯿﻪ ﻣﺎﺟﺮﺍ ﺭﻭ ﺗﻌﺮﯾﻒ ﮐﻦ ﺑﯿﻨﯿﻢ!
_ﮐﺠﺎﺵ ﺑﻮﺩﻡ؟؟ﺁﻫﺎﻥ..ﯾﺎﺩﻡ ﺍﻭﻣﺪ..
ﻭﻗﺘﯽ ﻫﻤﻪ ﭼﯿﺰ ﺭﻭ ﺗﻌﺮﯾﻒ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﮔﻔﺘﻢ:ﺣﺎﻻ ﻧﻮﺑﺖ ﺗﻮﺋﻪ.
ﺁﺭﻧﺞ ﻫﺎﻣﻮ ﮔﺬﺍﺷﺘﻢ ﺭﻭ ﺯﻣﯿﻦ ﻭ ﺩﺳﺘﺎﻣﻮ ﮔﺬﺍﺷﺘﻢ ﺯﯾﺮ ﺻﻮﺭﺗﻢ ﻭ ﺁﻣﺎﺩﻩ ﯼ ﮔﻮﺵ ﺩﺍﺩﻥ ﺷﺪﻡ.
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ ﺍﺯ ﮐﺎﺭﺍﯼ ﻣﻦ ﺧﻨﺪﺵ ﮔﺮﻓﺘﻪ ﺑﻮﺩ.....ﺑﺎﻻﺧﺮﻩ ﺷﺮﻭﻉ ﮐﺮﺩ:
ﻭﻗﺘﯽ ﺷﻤﺎﺭﻩ ﺧﻮﻧﺘﻮﻥ ﻭ ﻧﻮﺷﺘﻢ ﻭ ﺍﺯ ﺍﺗﺎﻗﺖ ﺍﻭﻣﺪﻡ ﺑﯿﺮﻭﻥ ﺩﯾﺪﻡ ﺳﻬﺮﺍﺏ ﻭﺍﯾﺴﺎﺩﻩ ﺟﻠﻮﻡ ﻭ ﺯﻭﻝ ﺯﺩﻩ ﺑﻬﻢ.
ﺍﻭﻣﺪ ﺟﻠﻮ..ﺧﻮﺍﺳﺘﻢ ﺷﻤﺎﺭﻩ ﺭﻭ ﻗﺎﯾﻢ ﮐﻨﻢ ﻭﻟﯽ ﺩﯾﮕﻪ ﺩﯾﺮ ﺷﺪﻩ ﺑﻮﺩ..ﺍﺯ ﺩﺳﺘﻢ ﮔﺮﻓﺘﺶ ﻭ ﻭﻗﺘﯽ 021 ﺍﻭﻟﺶ ﺭﻭ ﺩﯾﺪ ﻓﻬﻤﯿﺪ ﻗﻀﯿﻪ ﭼﯿﻪ.
ﺷﻤﺎﺭﻩ ﺭﻭ ﭘﺎﺭﻩ ﮐﺮﺩ ﻭ ﺭﯾﺨﺖ ﺯﻣﯿﻦ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:ﺍﺧﺮﺍﺟﯽ....ﺍﮔﻪ ﺣﺮﻑ ﺯﯾﺎﺩﯼ ﺑﻪ ﮐﺴﯽ ﺑﺰﻧﯽ...ﻣﺮﺩﯼ!
ﻣﻨﻢ ﻭﺳﺎﯾﻠﻢ ﺭﻭ ﺟﻤﻊ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﻭ ﺭﻓﺘﻢ.
ﺑﺎﺭﻫﺎ ﻣﯿﺨﻮﺍﺳﺘﻢ ﺑﻪ ﭘﻠﯿﺲ ﺍﯾﺮﺍﻥ ﺯﻧﮓ ﺑﺰﻧﻢ ﻭ ﺭﺍﺟﻊ ﺑﻪ ﺗﻮ ﻫﻤﻪ ﭼﯿﺰ ﺭﻭ ﺑﮕﻢ ﻭﻟﯽ ﯾﺎﺩ ﺗﻬﺪﯾﺪ ﺳﻬﺮﺍﺏ ﻣﯽ ﺍﻓﺘﺎﺩﻡ...ﺧﻮﺩﻣﻢ ﮔﯿﺮ ﻣﯿﻔﺘﺎﺩﻡ..ﭼﻮﻥ ﻣﻨﻢ ﻭﺍﺳﻪ ﺍﻭﻧﺎ ﮐﺎﺭ ﻣﯿﮑﺮﺩﻡ ﺩﯾﮕﻪ.
ﭘﺲ ﺗﺮﺟﯿﺢ ﺩﺍﺩﻡ ﻫﯿﭽﯽ ﻧﮕﻢ ﻭ ﺧﻮﺩﻡ ﯾﻪ ﺟﻮﺭﯼ ﮐﻤﮑﺖ ﮐﻨﻢ.
ﻭﻟﯽ ﻫﯿﭻ ﺭﺍﻫﯽ ﺑﻪ ﺫﻫﻨﻢ ﻧﺮﺳﯿﺪ.
ﺗﺎ ﺍﯾﻨﮑﻪ ﺟﻠﻮﯼ ﻓﺮﻭﺷﮕﺎﻩ ﺩﯾﺪﻣﺖ...ﻧﻤﯿﺪﻭﻧﯽ ﭼﻪ ﻗﺪﺭ ﺍﺯ ﺩﯾﺪﻧﺖ ﺧﻮﺷﺤﺎﻝ ﺷﺪﻡ ﺁﺭﺍﻡ.
ﺣﺮﻓﺎﺵ ﺗﻤﻮﻡ ﺷﺪ ...ﺟﻔﺘﻤﻮﻥ ﺳﺎﮐﺖ ﺑﻮﺩﯾﻢ.
ﺍﺻﻼ ﻓﮑﺮ ﻧﻤﯿﮑﺮﺩﻡ ﺍﻧﻘﺪﺭ ﺧﻮﺩﺧﻮﺍﻩ ﺑﺎﺷﻪ...ﺷﺎﯾﺪ ﻣﻦ ﺑﯿﺸﺘﺮ ﺍﺯ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺍﺯﺵ ﺗﻮﻗﻊ ﺩﺍﺷﺘﻢ..ﻧﻤﯿﺪﻭﻧﻢ.
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﺧﻮﺏ ﺩﯾﮕﻪ ﺑﺨﻮﺍﺑﯿﻢ ﮐﻪ ﻓﺮﺩﺍ ﺭﻭﺯ ﺑﺰﺭﮔﯿﻪ....ﭼﺸﻤﮏ ﺯﺩ ﺑﻬﻢ ﻭ ﯾﻪ ﻣﻼﻓﻪ ﺍﻧﺪﺍﺧﺖ ﺭﻭ ﺯﻣﯿﻦ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:
ﻣﻦ ﺍﯾﻨﺠﺎ ﻣﯿﺨﻮﺍﺑﻢ..ﺗﻮ ﺭﻭ ﺗﺨﺖ ﺑﺨﻮﺍﺏ.
_ﺋﻪ.....ﻧﻤﯿﺸﻪ ﮐﻪ ﺗﻮ ﺭﻭ ﺯﻣﯿﻦ ﺑﺨﻮﺍﺑﯽ!
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﺍﺷﮑﺎﻝ ﻧﺪﺍﺭﻩ...ﻭﻗﺘﯽ ﺗﻮ ﺭﺍﺣﺖ ﺑﺎﺷﯽ ﻣﻨﻢ ﺭﺍﺣﺘﻢ.
ﺍﻭﻣﺪﻡ ﺍﻋﺘﺮﺍﺽ ﮐﻨﻢ ﮐﻪ ﺍﻧﮕﺸﺘﺸﻮ ﮔﺬﺍﺷﺖ ﺭﻭ ﺩﻫﻨﺶ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:ﻫﯿﺴﺴﺴﺲ!ﺩﯾﮕﻪ ﺣﺮﻑ ﺑﺴﻪ ﻋﺰﯾﺰﻡ.....ﺷﺒﺖ ﺑﺨﯿﺮ.
ﺑﻪ ﻧﺎﭼﺎﺭ ﻗﺒﻮﻝ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﻭ ﺭﻓﺘﻢ ﺭﻭ ﺗﺨﺖ.
_ﺷﺐ ﺗﻮ ﻫﻢ ﺑﺨﯿﺮ
ﭼﺮﺍﻍ ﻫﺎﺭﻭ ﺧﺎﻣﻮﺵ ﮐﺮﺩ ﻭ ﺑﻼ ﻓﺎﺻﻠﻪ ﺧﻮﺍﺑﻢ ﺑﺮﺩ.
ﺍﺣﺴﺎﺱ ﻣﯿﮑﺮﺩﻡ ﯾﮑﯽ ﺩﺍﺭﻩ ﮔﻮﻧﻤﻮ ﻧﻮﺍﺯﺵ ﻣﯿﮑﻨﻪ..
ﺧﯿﻠﯽ ﺧﻮﺍﺏ ﺁﻟﻮﺩ ﺑﻮﺩﻡ.......ﺁﺭﻭﻡ ﻻﯼ ﭼﺸﻤﺎﻣﻮ ﺑﺎﺯ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﻭ ﺑﺎﺑﮏ ﺭﻭ ﺩﯾﺪﻡ!
ﻭﻗﺘﯽ ﺩﯾﺪ ﺩﺍﺭﻡ ﺑﯿﺪﺍﺭ ﻣﯿﺸﻢ ﺩﺳﺘﺸﻮ ﮐﺸﯿﺪ ﻭ ﺭﻓﺖ ﺗﻮ ﺁﺷﭙﺰﺧﻮﻧﻪ.
ﺭﻭ ﺗﺨﺖ ﻧﺸﺴﺘﻢ ﻭ ﺳﺎﻋﺖ ﺭﻭ ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ....ﺩﻩ ﺑﻮﺩ.
ﻫﻨﻮﺯ ﺩﺳﺘﺸﻮ ﺭﻭ ﮔﻮﻧﻢ ﺣﺲ ﻣﯿﮑﺮﺩﻡ....ﭼﻪ ﻗﺪﺭ ﺣﺲ ﺧﻮﺑﯽ ﺑﻬﻢ ﺩﺍﺩﻩ ﺑﻮﺩ.
ﺍﺯ ﺁﺷﭙﺰ ﺧﻮﻧﻪ ﺍﻭﻣﺪ ﺑﯿﺮﻭﻥ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:ﺑﻪ ﺑﻪ..ﺳﺎﻋﺖ ﺧﻮﺍﺏ ﺧﺎﻧﻮﻡ ﺧﺎﻧﻮﻣﺎ.
ﺑﻪ ﺯﺩﻥ ﯾﻪ ﻟﺒﺨﻨﺪ ﺍﮐﺘﻔﺎ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ.
ﺑﻠﻨﺪ ﺷﺪﻡ ﻭ ﺗﺨﺖ ﺭﻭ ﻣﺮﺗﺐ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ.
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﺑﯿﺎ ﺯﻭﺩ ﯾﻪ ﭼﯿﺰﯼ ﺑﺨﻮﺭﯾﻢ ﻭ ﺑﺮﯾﻢ ﺑﯿﺮﻭﻥ...ﯾﻪ ﺟﺎﯾﯽ ﻫﺴﺖ ﮐﻪ ﻣﯿﺨﻮﺍﻡ ﻗﺒﻞ ﺍﺯ ﺭﻓﺘﻨﺖ ﻧﺸﻮﻧﺖ ﺑﺪﻡ.
_ﻭﻟﯽ ﺑﺎﺑﺎﯼ ﻣﻦ ﺳﻪ ﻣﯿﺎﺩ ﺍﯾﻨﺠﺎ
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﻗﺒﻞ ﺍﺯ ﺳﻪ ﺑﺮ ﻣﯿﮕﺮﺩﯾﻢ ﻧﮕﺮﺍﻥ ﻧﺒﺎﺵ.
ﺳﺮﯾﻊ ﺻﺒﺤﻮﻧﻪ ﺧﻮﺭﺩﯾﻢ ﻭ ﺍﺯ ﺩﺭ ﺯﺩﯾﻢ ﺑﯿﺮﻭﻥ.
ﯾﻪ ﺗﺎﮐﺴﯽ ﮔﺮﻓﺘﯿﻢ ﻭ ﺑﺎﺑﮏ ﺑﻪ ﻋﺮﺑﯽ ﺁﺩﺭﺱ ﺭﻭ ﺑﻪ ﺭﺍﻧﻨﺪﻩ ﮔﻔﺖ ﻭ ﻣﻨﻢ ﮐﻪ ﻋﺮﺑﯿﻢ ﺍﻓﺘﻀﺎﺡ ﺑﻮﺩ(ﻫﻤﯿﺸﻪ ﺍﺯ ﺩﺭﺱ ﻋﺮﺑﯽ ﻣﺘﻨﻔﺮ ﺑﻮﺩﻡ)ﭼﯿﺰﯼ ﺍﺯ ﺣﺮﻓﺎﺵ ﻧﻔﻬﻤﯿﺪﻡ.
ﺣﺪﻭﺩ ﯾﻪ ﺭﺑﻊ ﺑﻌﺪ ﺭﺍﻧﻨﺪﻩ ﺩﻡ ﯾﻪ ﺟﺎﯼ ﺟﻨﮕﻞ ﻣﺎﻧﻨﺪ ﻧﮕﻪ ﺩﺍﺷﺖ ﻭ ﺑﺎﺑﮏ ﺑﻬﻢ ﺍﺷﺎﺭﻩ ﮐﺮﺩ ﮐﻪ ﭘﯿﺎﺩﻩ ﺷﻢ.
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﺩﻧﺒﺎﻟﻢ ﺑﯿﺎ ﺧﻮﺷﮕﻞ ﺧﺎﻧﻮﻡ.
ﻭ ﺭﻓﺖ ﻭﺳﻂ ﺟﻨﮕﻞ..ﻣﻨﻢ ﺩﻧﺒﺎﻟﺶ ﻣﯿﺮﻓﺘﻢ.
_ﺑﺎﺑﮏ...ﮐﺠﺎ ﺩﺍﺭﯾﻤﻤﯿﺮﯾﻢ؟؟؟
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﺍﻻﻥ ﻣﯿﻔﻬﻤﯽ.
ﯾﮑﻢ ﺭﻓﺖ ﺟﻠﻮ ﺗﺮ ﻭ ﻭﺍﯾﺴﺎﺩ.
ﺑﻬﺶ ﺭﺳﯿﺪﻡ ﻭ ﺧﻮﺍﺳﺘﻢ ﺩﻭﺑﺎﺭﻩ ﺍﺯﺵ ﺑﭙﺮﺳﻢ ﮐﻪ ﯾﻬﻮ ﺧﺸﮑﻢ ﺯﺩ!
ﺯﯾﺒﺎ ﺗﺮﯾﻦ ﻣﻨﻈﺮﻩ ﯼ ﻋﻤﺮﻡ ﺭﻭ ﺩﯾﺪﻡ!
ﯾﻪ ﺩﺭﯾﺎﭼﻪ ﯼ ﺑﺰﺭﮒ ﮐﻪ ﺩﻭﺭ ﺗﺎ ﺩﻭﺭﺵ ﺗﺎ ﭼﺸﻢ ﮐﺎﺭ ﻣﯿﮑﺮﺩ ﺩﺭﺧﺖ ﻫﺎﯾﯽ ﺑﺎ ﺑﺮﮒ ﻫﺎﯼ ﻗﺮﻣﺰ ﺑﻮﺩ!
ﻋﮑﺲ ﺩﺭﺧﺖ ﻫﺎ ﺗﻮﯼ ﺍﺏ ﺍﻓﺘﺎﺩﻩ ﺑﻮﺩ ﻭ ﺯﯾﺒﺎﯾﯽ ﺩﺭﯾﺎﭼﻪ ﺭﻭ ﺩﻭ ﺑﺮﺍﺑﺮ ﮐﺮﺩﻩ ﺑﻮﺩ!
ﺟﻔﺘﻤﻮﻥ ﻣﺤﻮ ﺗﻤﺎﺷﺎ ﺑﻮﺩﯾﻢ ﻭ ﻫﯿﭽﯽ ﻧﻤﯿﮕﻔﺘﯿﻢ.
ﯾﻪ ﻗﺎﯾﻖ ﮐﻨﺎﺭ ﺩﺭﯾﺎﭼﻪ ﺑﻪ ﯾﻪ ﺩﺭﺧﺖ ﺑﺴﺘﻪ ﺷﺪﻩ ﺑﻮﺩ...ﺑﺎﺑﮏ ﻃﻨﺎﺏ ﺭﻭ ﺑﺎﺯ ﮐﺮﺩ ﻭ ﺭﻓﺖ ﺗﻮ ﻗﺎﯾﻖ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:ﺑﯿﺎ ﺗﻮ ﺁﺭﺍﻡ.
ﺭﻓﺘﻢ ﺗﻮ ﻗﺎﯾﻖ ﻧﺸﺴﺘﻢ...ﻧﻤﯿﺘﻮﻧﺴﺘﻢ ﭼﺸﻢ ﺍﺯ ﺍﻃﺮﺍﻓﻢ ﺑﺮﺩﺍﺭﻡ...ﺍﺯ ﺍﻭﻥ ﻣﻨﻈﺮﻩ ﺳﯿﺮ ﻧﻤﯿﺸﺪﻡ!ﻭﺍﻗﻌﺎ ﺯﯾﺒﺎ ﺑﻮﺩ!
ﺷﺮﻭﻉ ﮐﺮﺩ ﺑﻪ ﭘﺎﺭﻭ ﺯﺩﻥ ﻭ ﻗﺎﯾﻖ ﺭﻭ ﺑﺮﺩ ﻭﺳﻂ ﺩﺭﯾﺎﭼﻪ.
ﭘﺎﺭﻭ ﻫﺎﺭﻭ ﮔﺬﺍﺷﺖ ﮐﻨﺎﺭ ﻭ ﻭﺳﻂ ﻗﺎﯾﻖ ﺩﺭﺍﺯ ﮐﺸﯿﺪ ﻭﮔﻔﺖ:ﺧﻮﺷﺖ ﺍﻭﻣﺪ؟
_ﺣﺮﻑ ﻧﺪﺍﺭﻩ!!!
ﺑﯿﺎ ﮐﻨﺎﺭ ﻣﻦ ﺩﺭﺍﺯ ﺑﮑﺶ ﻭ ﺁﺳﻤﻮﻥ ﺭﻭ ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﮐﻦ...ﺧﯿﻠﯽ ﺣﺎﻝ ﻣﯿﺪﻩ..
ﺍﻭﻟﺶ ﻧﻤﯿﺨﻮﺍﺳﺘﻢ ﺩﺭﺍﺯ ﺑﮑﺸﻢ ﻭﻟﯽ ﻧﻤﯿﺨﻮﺍﺳﺘﻢ ﺑﺰﻧﻢ ﺗﻮ ﺫﻭﻗﺶ ﭘﺲ ﮐﺎﺭﯼ ﺭﻭ ﮐﻪ ﮔﻔﺖ ﺍﻧﺠﺎﻡ ﺩﺍﺩﻡ.
ﻫﯿﭻ ﮐﺪﻭﻡ ﭼﯿﺰﯼ ﻧﻤﯿﮕﻔﺘﯿﻢ ﻭ ﺩﺳﺘﻤﻮﻥ ﺯﯾﺮ ﺳﺮﻣﻮﻥ ﺑﻮﺩ ﻭ ﺑﻪ ﺁﺳﻤﻮﻥ ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﻣﯿﮑﺮﺩﯾﻢ.
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﺁﺭﺍﻡ
_ﺑﻠﻪ؟
ﻣﯿﺨﻮﺍﻡ ﯾﻪ ﭼﯿﺰﯼ ﺑﻬﺖ ﺑﮕﻢ.
ﻗﻠﺒﻢ ﺩﺍﺷﺖ ﻣﯿﻮﻣﺪ ﺗﻮ ﺩﻫﻨﻢ!ﯾﻌﻨﯽ ﭼﯽ ﻣﯿﺨﻮﺍﺳﺖ ﺑﮕﻪ؟؟
ﻣﻨﺘﻈﺮ ﻣﻮﻧﺪﻡ ﮐﻪ ﺍﺩﺍﻣﻪ ﺑﺪﻩ.
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﻣﻦ.......ﺋﻪ....ﺍﻩ ﺍﺻﻼ ﻭﻟﺶ ﮐﻦ!
_ﺋﻪ...ﺑﮕﻮ ﺩﯾﮕﻪ
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﻣﻦ..ﺩﻭ...ﺳﺘﺖ ﺩﺍﺭﻡ!!!!
ﺍﯾﻦ ﺣﺮﻓﺶ ﺗﺎ ﻣﻐﺰ ﺍﺳﺘﺨﻮﻧﻢ ﻧﻔﻮﺫ ﮐﺮﺩ!
ﻭﻗﺘﯽ ﺗﻮ ﻫﻤﭽﯿﻦ ﺟﺎﯾﯽ ﮐﺴﯽ ﮐﻪ ﺩﻭﺳﺘﺶ ﺩﺍﺭﯼ ﺑﻬﺖ ﺑﮕﻪ ﺩﻭﺳﺘﺖ ﺩﺍﺭﻩ ﺩﯾﮕﻪ ﭼﯽ ﺍﺯ ﺧﺪﺍ ﻣﯿﺨﻮﺍﯼ!!؟ﺍﺣﺴﺎﺱ ﻣﯿﮑﺮﺩﻡ ﺗﻮ ﺑﻬﺸﺘﻢ!
ﻧﻤﯿﺪﻭﻧﺴﺘﻢ ﭼﯽ ﺑﻬﺶ ﺑﮕﻢ!ﺑﺎﻭﺭﻡ ﻧﻤﯿﺸﺪ ﭘﺴﺮﯼ ﺑﻪ ﺧﻮﺷﮕﻠﯽ ﻭ ﺧﻮﺷﺘﯿﭙﯽ ﺑﺎﺑﮏ....ﺑﺎ ﺍﻭﻥ ﻣﻮﻫﺎﯼ ﻣﺸﮑﯽ ﻭ ﭼﺸﻤﺎﯼ ﻋﺴﻠﯽ...ﻣﻨﻮ ﺩﻭﺳﺖ ﺩﺍﺭﻩ!
ﻭﻗﺘﯽ ﺩﯾﺪ ﻣﻦ ﭼﯿﺰﯼ ﻧﻤﯿﮕﻢ ﺍﺩﺍﻣﻪ ﺩﺍﺩ:ﻣﯿﺪﻭﻧﻢ ﺩﺧﺘﺮﯼ ﺑﻪ ﺧﻮﺷﮕﻠﯽ ﺗﻮ ﺣﺘﻤﺎ ﻫﺰﺍﺭ ﺗﺎ ﮐﺸﺘﻪ ﻣﺮﺩﻩ ﺩﺍﺭﻩ ﻭ ...ﺍﺣﺴﺎﺳﺎﺕ ﻣﻦ..ﺍﺭﺯﺵ ﭼﻨﺪﺍﻧﯽ ﺑﺮﺍﺕ ﻧﺪﺍﺭﻩ!!!
(ﭼﯽ؟؟؟ﺍﯾﻦ ﭼﻪ ﻣﺰﺧﺮﻓﺎﺗﯽ ﺑﻮﺩ ﮐﻪ ﺩﺍﺷﺖ ﻣﯿﮕﻔﺖ؟؟!!ﺍﺣﺴﺎﺳﺎﺕ ﺍﻭﻥ ﺍﺯ ﻫﺮ ﮐﺴﯽ ﺗﻮ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺩﻧﯿﺎ ﺑﺮﺍﻡ ﻣﻬﻢ ﺗﺮ ﺑﻮﺩ!)
_ﺍﺷﺘﺒﺎﻩ ﻣﯿﮑﻨﯽ ﺑﺎﺑﮏ
ﺑﺮﮔﺸﺖ ﻭ ﺗﻮ ﭼﺸﻤﺎﻡ ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﮐﺮﺩ.
ﺍﺩﺍﻣﻪ ﺩﺍﺩﻡ:ﻣﻨﻢ ﻫﻤﯿﻦ ﺣﺲ ﺭﻭ ﺑﻪ ﺗﻮ ﺩﺍﺭﻡ!
ﺩﺳﺘﺎﻣﻮ ﮔﺮﻓﺖ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:ﺑﻬﻢ ﺑﮕﻮ ﺁﺭﺍﻡ.....ﺑﻬﻢ ﺑﮕﻮ ﭼﻪ ﺣﺴﯽ ﺩﺍﺭﯼ؟؟!!!
ﺑﺎ ﺍﯾﻦ ﮐﻪ ﺧﺠﺎﻟﺖ ﻣﯿﮑﺸﯿﺪﻡ ﻭ ﺑﺮﺍﻡ ﺳﺨﺖ ﺑﻮﺩ ﻭﻟﯽ ﻟﺒﺨﻨﺪﯼ ﺯﺩﻡ ﻭ ﺗﻮ ﭼﺸﻤﺎﺵ ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺘﻢ:ﺧﯿﻠﯽ ﺩﻭﺳﺘﺖ ﺩﺍﺭﻡ!
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﻭﺍﺍﺍﺍﺍﺍﺍﺍﺍﺍﺍﺍﯼ ﺁﺭﺍﻡ.....ﺍﻻﻥ ﺍﺣﺴﺎﺱ ﻣﯿﮑﻨﻢ ﺧﻮﺷﺒﺨﺖ ﺗﺮﯾﻦ ﭘﺴﺮ ﺩﻧﯿﺎﻡ!
ﺧﻢ ﺷﺪ ﻭ ﮔﻮﻧﻢ ﺭﻭ ﺑﻮﺳﯿﺪ...ﻭﻟﯽ ﺑﻼﻓﺎﺻﻠﯽ ﻣﻌﺬﺭﺕ ﺧﻮﺍﻫﯽ ﮐﺮﺩ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:ﺋﻪ..ﺑﺒﺨﺸﯿﺪ...ﯾﻪ ﻟﺤﻈﻪ ﺟﻮ ﮔﯿﺮ ﺷﺪﻡ!
ﺧﻨﺪﯾﺪﻡ ﻭ ﻓﻬﻤﯿﺪ ﮐﻪ ﺍﺯ ﺩﺳﺘﺶ ﻧﺎﺭﺍﺣﺖ ﻧﯿﺴﺘﻢ.
_ﺑﺎﺑﮏ..ﺩﺳﺘﺖ ﺩﺭﺩ ﻧﮑﻨﻪ...ﻋﺎﺷﻖ ﺍﯾﻨﺠﺎ ﺷﺪﻡ ﻭﻟﯽ ﻣﯿﺘﺮﺳﻢ ﺩﯾﺮ ﺑﺮﺳﯿﻢ ﺧﻮﻧﻪ
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﺑﺎﺷﻪ ﻋﺰﯾﺰﻡ.
ﺳﺮﯾﻊ ﭘﺎﺭﻭ ﺯﺩ ﻭ ﯾﻪ ﺗﺎﮐﺴﯽ ﮔﺮﻓﺘﯿﻢ ﮐﻪ ﺑﺮﮔﺮﺩﯾﻢ ﺧﻮﻧﻪ.
ﺍﺯ ﺍﯾﻨﮑﻪ ﻗﺮﺍﺭ ﺑﻮﺩ ﺑﺮﮔﺮﺩﻡ ﺧﻮﻧﻪ ﮐﻠﯽ ﻫﯿﺠﺎﻥ ﺩﺍﺷﺘﻢ ﻭ ﻧﻤﯿﺘﻮﻧﺴﺘﻢ ﯾﻪ ﺟﺎ ﺑﺸﯿﻨﻢ ﻭ ﻫﻤﺶ ﺗﻮ ﺧﻮﻧﻪ ﻗﺪﻡ ﻣﯿﺰﺩﻡ.
ﻭﻟﯽ ﺍﺯ ﯾﻪ ﻃﺮﻑ ﻫﻢ ﺧﯿﻠﯽ ﻧﺎﺭﺍﺣﺖ ﺑﻮﺩﻡ ﮐﻪ ﺩﺍﺷﺘﻢ ﺍﺯ ﺑﺎﺑﮏ ﺟﺪﺍ ﻣﯿﺸﺪﻡ..ﭘﺲ ﺑﻬﺶ ﮔﻔﺘﻢ:
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ...ﺗﻮ ﻫﻢ ﺑﺎﻣﺎ ﺑﯿﺎ ﺍﯾﺮﺍﻥ!
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﻧﻤﯿﺘﻮﻧﻢ ﻋﺰﯾﺰﻡ.
_ﭼﺮﺍ ﮐﻪ ﻧﻪ؟
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﻣﻦ ﺍﻭﻧﺠﺎ ﻧﻪ ﺧﻮﻧﻪ ﺩﺍﺭﻡ..ﻧﻪ ﮐﺎﺭ...ﺗﺤﺼﯿﻼﺕ ﺩﺭﺳﺖ ﺣﺴﺎﺑﯽ ﻫﻢ ﻧﺪﺍﺭﻡ..ﺍﯾﻨﺠﺎ ﺣﺪﺍﻗﻞ ﯾﻪ ﻣﮑﺎﻧﯿﮑﯽ ﻣﯿﮑﻨﻢ ﻭ ﯾﻪ ﺣﻘﻮﻕ ﺑﺨﻮﺭ ﻭ ﻧﻤﯿﺮ ﻣﯿﮕﯿﺮﻡ.
_ﺑﺎﺑﮏ...ﻣﮕﻪ ﺩﻭﺳﻢ ﻧﺪﺍﺭﯼ؟
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﺑﯿﺸﺘﺮ ﺍﺯ ﻫﺮ ﮐﺴﯽ ﺗﻮ ﺩﻧﯿﺎ
_ﭘﺲ ﺑﻬﻢ ﺍﻋﺘﻤﺎﺩ ﮐﻦ ﻭ ﺑﺎﻫﺎﻡ ﺑﯿﺎ..ﻣﻦ ﻧﻤﯿﺘﻮﻧﻢ ﺍﺯﺕ ﺟﺪﺍ ﺷﻢ...ﺑﻪ ﺑﺎﺑﺎﻡ ﻣﯿﮕﻢ ﯾﻪ ﮐﺎﺭ ﺑﺮﺍﺕ ﺟﻮﺭ ﮐﻨﻪ ﻭ ﯾﻪ ﺟﺎﯼ ﺧﻮﺍﺏ ﻫﻢ ﺑﺮﺍﺕ ﭘﯿﺪﺍ ﻣﯿﮑﻨﯿﻢ.
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﻣﻦ ﻧﻤﯿﺨﻮﺍﻡ ﺳﺮ ﺑﺎﺭ ﺷﻤﺎﻫﺎ ﺑﺸﻢ..ﻧﻪ..ﻣﻦ ﻧﻤﯿﺘﻮﻧﻢ!
_ﺑﺎﺑﮏ.....ﻣﻦ ﻧﻤﯿﺘﻮﻧﻢ ﺑﺪﻭﻥ ﺗﻮ ﺯﻧﺪﮔﯽ ﮐﻨﻢ..ﻣﺎ ﺧﯿﻠﯽ ﺧﯿﻠﯽ ﺑﻪ ﺗﻮ ﻣﺪﯾﻮﻧﯿﻢ..ﺑﺎﺑﺎﻡ ﺍﯾﻦ ﮐﺎﺭﻭ ﺑﻪ ﺟﺎﯼ ﺟﺒﺮﺍﻥ ﻟﻄﻔﺖ ﻣﯿﮑﻨﻪ!ﺍﮔﻪ ﺗﻮ ﻧﺒﻮﺩﯼ ﻣﻌﻠﻮﻡ ﻧﺒﻮﺩ ﻣﻦ ﺍﻻﻥ ﮐﺠﺎ ﺑﻮﺩﻡ ﻭ ﭼﻪ ﺑﻼﯾﯽ ﺳﺮﻡ ﻣﯿﻮﻣﺪ!
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﻣﻦ ﻫﺮ ﮐﺎﺭﯼ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﺍﺯ ﺭﻭ ﻋﺸﻖ ﺑﻮﺩﻩ.....ﻧﻤﯿﺨﻮﺍﻡ ﭼﯿﺰﯼ ﺭﻭ ﺟﺒﺮﺍﻥ ﮐﻨﯿﻦ
ﺩﺳﺘﺎﺷﻮ ﮔﺮﻓﺘﻢ ﻭ ﺗﻮ ﭼﺸﻤﺎﺵ ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ....ﺳﺮﺷﻮ ﺍﻧﺪﺍﺧﺖ ﭘﺎﯾﯿﻦ.
_ﺑﺎﺑﮏ..ﺗﻮ ﭼﺸﻤﺎﻡ ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﮐﻦ ﻭ ﺑﮕﻮ ﺑﺎﻫﺎﻡ ﻣﯿﺎﯼ ﻭ ﺗﻨﻬﺎﻡ ﻧﻤﯿﺬﺍﺭﯼ...ﻣﯿﺪﻭﻧﻢ ﺍﯾﻨﮑﺎﺭﻭ ﺑﺎ ﻣﻦ ﻧﻤﯿﮑﻨﯽ!
ﺳﺮﺷﻮ ﺑﻠﻨﺪ ﮐﺮﺩ ﻭ ﺑﻪ ﭼﺸﻤﺎﻡ ﺧﯿﺮﻩ ﺷﺪ.
ﺩﺳﺘﺎﻣﻮ ﺁﻭﺭ ﺟﻠﻮﯼ ﺻﻮﺭﺗﺶ ﻭ ﺑﻮﺳﯿﺪ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:
ﺗﺎ ﺩﻣﻪ ﻣﺮﮒ ﺑﺎﻫﺎﺗﻢ ﻋﺸﻘﻢ...ﻣﯿﺪﻭﻧﯽ ﻧﻤﯿﺘﻮﻧﻢ ﺗﻨﻬﺎﺕ ﺑﺬﺍﺭﻡ..
ﺩﺳﺘﻤﻮ ﻣﺤﮑﻢ ﺣﻠﻘﻪ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﺩﻭﺭﺵ ﻭ ﺑﻐﻠﺶ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﻭ ﺯﻣﺰﻣﻪ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ:ﻣﯿﺪﻭﻧﺴﺘﻢ.
ﻫﻤﻮﻥ ﻣﻮﻗﻊ ﺩﺭ ﺯﺩﻥ.
ﺩﻭﯾﺪﻡ ﺳﻤﺖ ﺩﺭ ﻭ ﺑﺎﺯﺵ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ...ﺟﯿﻎ ﺯﺩﻡ:ﺑﺎﺑﺎ!ﻭ ﺑﺎﺑﺎﻡ ﺭﻭ ﺑﻐﻞ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ!
ﺩﻭﺗﺎﯾﯽ ﺗﻮ ﺁﻏﻮﺵ ﻫﻢ ﮔﺮﯾﻪ ﻣﯿﮑﺮﺩﯾﻢ.
ﺑﺎﺑﺎ:ﻋﺰﯾﺰﻡ...ﺁﺭﺍﻡ ﻣﻦ....ﺩﻭﺑﺎﺭﻩ ﭘﯿﺶ ﻣﻨﯽ...ﺑﺮﮔﺸﺘﯽ ﭘﯿﺸﻪ ﺑﺎﺑﺎﯾﯽ...ﺧﺪﺍﯾﺎ ﺷﮑﺮﺕ.
ﻣﻨﻢ ﻫﯿﭽﯽ ﻧﻤﯿﮕﻔﺘﻢ ﻭ ﻓﻘﻂ ﮔﺮﯾﻪ ﻣﯿﮑﺮﺩﻡ.
ﭼﻨﺪ ﺩﻗﯿﻘﻪ ﺑﻪ ﻫﻤﻮﻥ ﻭﺿﻌﯿﺖ ﮔﺬﺷﺖ.
ﺑﺎﺑﺎ ﻣﻨﻮ ﺍﺯ ﺑﻐﻠﺶ ﺟﺪﺍ ﮐﺮﺩ ﻭ ﺍﺷﮑﺎﺵ ﺭﻭ ﭘﺎﮎ ﮐﺮﺩ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:ﺩﯾﮕﻪ ﮔﺮﯾﻪ ﺑﺴﻪ ﮔﻠﻢ....ﺍﯾﻦ ﺁﻗﺎ ﺑﺎﺑﮏ ﮐﺠﺎﺱ ؟ﻣﯿﺨﻮﺍﻡ ﺑﺮﺍﯼ ﻟﻄﻔﯽ ﮐﻪ ﮐﺮﺩﻩ ﻭ ﺑﻬﺖ ﺟﺎ ﺩﺍﺩﻩ ﺍﺯﺵ ﺗﺸﮑﺮ ﮐﻨﻢ.
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ ﮐﻪ ﺣﺮﻓﺎﯼ ﺑﺎﺑﺎﺭﻭ ﺷﻨﯿﺪﻩ ﺑﻮﺩ ﺍﻭﻣﺪ ﺩﻣﻪ ﺩﺭ ﻭ ﺑﺎ ﺑﺎﺑﺎ ﺩﺳﺖ ﺩﺍﺩ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:ﻧﯿﺎﺯﯼ ﺑﻪ ﺗﺸﮑﺮ ﻧﯿﺴﺖ..ﻭﻇﯿﻔﻢ ﺑﻮﺩ.
ﺑﺎﺑﺎ:ﺍﯾﻦ ﭼﻪ ﺣﺮﻓﯿﻪ..ﻣﻦ ﻭ ﺩﺧﺘﺮﻡ ﺍﺯ ﺻﻤﯿﻢ ﻗﻠﺐ ﺍﺯﺕ ﻣﻤﻨﻮﻧﯿﻢ.
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ ﻫﻢ ﺧﻨﺪﯾﺪ ﻭ ﺭﻓﺖ ﭼﺎﯾﯽ ﺑﯿﺎﺭﻩ.
ﺑﺮﮔﺸﺘﻢ ﺳﻤﺖ ﺑﺎﺑﺎ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺘﻢ:ﺑﺎﺑﺎ..ﯾﻪ ﺧﻮﺍﻫﺶ ﺍﺯﺕ ﺩﺍﺭﻡ.
ﺑﺎﺑﺎ:ﺑﮕﻮ ﻋﺰﯾﺰﻡ.
_ﻣﻦ...ﻣﻦ ﻣﯿﺨﻮﺍﻡ ﺑﺎﺑﮏ ﻫﻢ ﺑﺎ ﻣﺎ ﺑﯿﺎﺩ ﺍﯾﺮﺍﻥ
ﺑﺎﺑﺎ ﯾﻪ ﻟﺤﻈﻪ ﭼﯿﺰﯼ ﻧﮕﻔﺖ.
ﻧﻤﯿﺪﻭﻧﺴﺘﻢ ﺩﺍﺭﻩ ﺑﻪ ﭼﯽ ﻓﮑﺮ ﻣﯿﮑﻨﻪ.
ﺑﺎﺑﺎ:ﻣﻄﻤﺌﻨﯽ ﺁﺭﺍﻡ؟
_ﮐﺎﻣﻼ ﺑﺎﺑﺎ..ﺧﻮﺍﻫﺶ ﻣﯿﮑﻨﻢ ﻗﺒﻮﻝ ﮐﻦ ﻭ ﺗﻮ ﺷﺮﮐﺖ ﯾﻪ ﮐﺎﺭﯼ ﺑﻬﺶ ﺑﺪﻩ...ﺧﻮﺍﻫﺶ ﻣﯿﮑﻨﻢ
ﺑﺎﺑﺎ:ﺍﯾﻦ ﺧﻮﺍﻫﺶ ﺗﻮ ﺑﺮﺍﯼ ﭼﯿﻪ؟ﭼﯽ ﺑﯿﻦ ﺗﻮ ﻭ ﺍﻭﻧﻪ ﻣﮕﻪ؟
ﺳﺮﻣﻮ ﺍﻧﺪﺍﺧﺘﻢ ﭘﺎﯾﯿﻦ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺘﻢ:ﻧﻤﯿﺘﻮﻧﻢ ﺍﺯﺵ ﺟﺪﺍ ﺷﻢ ﺑﺎﺑﺎ.
ﺩﯾﮕﻪ ﺑﺎﺑﺎ ﻓﻬﻤﯿﺪ ﻗﻀﯿﻪ ﭼﯿﻪ ﻭ ﭼﯿﺰﯼ ﻧﭙﺮﺳﯿﺪ....
ﺑﺮﻋﮑﺲ ﻣﺎﻣﺎﻥ....ﺑﺎﺑﺎ ﻫﻤﯿﺸﻪ ﺑﻬﻢ ﺍﻋﺘﻤﺎﺩ ﻣﯿﮑﺮﺩ ﻭ ﻣﻦ ﺑﻪ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺧﺎﻃﺮ ﻭﺍﻗﻌﺎ ﺍﺯﺵ ﻣﻤﻨﻮﻥ ﺑﻮﺩﻡ
ﺑﺎﺑﺎ:ﺑﮕﻮ ﻭﺳﺎﯾﻠﺸﻮ ﺟﻤﻊ ﮐﻨﻪ..ﯾﻪ ﺭﺑﻊ ﺩﯾﮕﻪ ﻣﯿﺮﯾﻢ ﻓﺮﻭﺩﮔﺎﻩ ﻭ ﺑﺮﺍﺵ ﺑﻠﯿﻂ ﻣﯿﺨﺮﯾﻢ...ﭘﺮﻭﺍﺯ ﯾﻪ ﺳﺎﻋﺖ ﺩﯾﮕﺲ!
ﻭﺍﺍﺍﺍﺍﯼ...ﺗﻮ ﺍﻭﻥ ﻟﺤﻈﻪ ﺍﻧﮕﺎﺭ ﺩﻧﯿﺎﺭﻭ ﺩﺍﺩﻥ ﺑﻬﻢ!
_ﻣﺮﺳﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯽ ﺑﺎﺑﺎﯾﯽ
ﭘﺮﯾﺪﻡ ﺑﻐﻞ ﺑﺎﺑﺎ ﻭ ﻏﺮﻕ ﺑﻮﺳﺶ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ.
ﭘﺎﯾﺎﻥ
ﻓﻘﻂ ﯾﻪ ﺻﻨﺪﻟﯽ ﻭ ﯾﻪ ﺗﺨﺖ ﻭ ﯾﻪ ﺗﻠﻮﯾﺰﯾﻮﻥ ﻗﺪﯾﻤﯽ ﺗﻮ ﺍﺗﺎﻕ ﺑﻮﺩ..ﺑﺎ ﯾﻪ ﮐﻤﺪ ﻗﺪﯾﻤﯽ ﮐﻪ ﺗﻘﺮﯾﺒﺎ ﺧﺎﻟﯽ ﺑﻮﺩ!
ﺁﺷﭙﺰ ﺧﻮﻧﺶ ﺍﻧﻘﺪﺭ ﮐﻮﭼﯿﮏ ﺑﻮﺩ ﮐﻪ ﺩﻭﻧﻔﺮ ﺑﯿﺸﺘﺮ ﺗﻮﺵ ﺟﺎ ﻧﻤﯿﺸﺪﻥ!
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﺧﻮﺏ..ﺗﻌﺮﯾﻒ ﮐﻦ ﭼﺠﻮﺭﯼ ﺍﺯ ﺟﻠﻮﯼ ﻓﺮﻭﺷﮕﺎﻩ ﺳﺮ ﺩﺭ ﺁﻭﺭﺩﯼ ﮐﻪ ﺩﺍﺭﻡ ﻣﯿﻤﯿﺮﻡ ﺍﺯ ﮐﻨﺠﮑﺎﻭﯼ
ﻭ ﺟﻠﻮﯼ ﻣﻦ ﺭﻭ ﺯﻣﯿﻦ ﻧﺸﺴﺖ.
ﺷﺮﻭﻉ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﺑﻪ ﺻﺤﺒﺖ ﻭ ﺑﺎﺑﮏ ﻫﻢ ﺑﺎ ﺩﻗﺖ ﮔﻮﺵ ﻣﯿﺪﺍﺩ ﺭﺳﯿﺪﻩ ﺑﻮﺩﻡ ﺑﻪ ﺍﻭﻥ ﻗﺴﻤﺖ ﮐﻪ ﺭﻓﺘﻢ ﺁﺭﺍﯾﺸﻤﻮ ﭘﺎﮎ ﮐﻨﻢ ﮐﻪ ﺗﻠﻔﻦ ﺯﻧﮓ ﺯﺩ.
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﺣﺘﻤﺎ ﺑﺎﺑﺎﺗﻪ..ﺗﻮ ﺑﺮﺩﺍﺭ.
_ﺍﻟﻮ؟
ﺑﺎﺑﺎ:ﺳﻼﻡ ﻋﺰﯾﺰﻡ...ﻓﺮﺩﺍ ﺳﺎﻋﺖ ﺳﻪ ﺑﻌﺪ ﺍﺯ ﻇﻬﺮ ﺑﻪ ﻭﻗﺖ ﺩﻭﺑﯽ ﻣﯿﺮﺳﻢ ﺍﻭﻧﺠﺎ.
_ﺑﺎﺷﻪ ﺑﺎﺑﺎﯾﯽ...ﻣﻨﺘﻈﺮﺗﻢ.
ﺑﺎﺑﺎ:ﻣﻦ ﺑﺮﻡ ﭘﻮﻝ ﻭ ﻣﺪﺍﺭﮐﻢ ﺭﻭ ﺁﻣﺎﺩﻩ ﮐﻨﻢ ﻭ ﺑﻪ ﻣﺎﻣﺎﻧﺖ ﺍﯾﻨﺎ ﻫﻢ ﺑﮕﻢ ﻣﯿﺎﻡ ﺩﻧﺒﺎﻝ ﺗﻮ.
_ﺑﺎﺑﺎﯾﯽ ﺣﻮﺍﺳﺖ ﺑﺎﺷﻪ ﭼﯿﺰﯼ ﺭﻭ ﻟﻮ ﻧﺪﯼ
ﺑﺎﺑﺎ:ﺑﺎﺷﻪ ﻋﺰﯾﺰﻡ...ﭘﺲ ...ﻓﺮﺩﺍ ﻣﯿﺒﯿﻨﻤﺖ..ﺧﺪﺍﻓﻆ ﻓﻌﻼ
_ﺁﺭﻩ...ﺧﺪﺍﻓﻆ
ﺑﻌﺪ ﺍﺯ ﻗﻄﻊ ﺷﺪﻥ ﺗﻤﺎﺱ ﺭﻓﺘﻢ ﺗﻮ ﻓﮑﺮ:
ﺩﺍﺷﺘﻢ ﺩﻭﺑﺎﺭﻩ ﺑﺮﻣﯿﮕﺸﺘﻢ ﺧﻮﻧﻪ!!!ﭼﻪ ﻗﺪﺭ ﺍﺣﺴﺎﺱ ﺧﻮﺷﺒﺨﺘﯽ ﻣﯿﮑﺮﺩﻡ!!ﺧﺪﺍ ﻣﻨﻮ ﺍﺯ ﺍﻭﻥ ﺯﻧﺪﺍﻥ ﻧﺠﺎﺕ ﺩﺍﺩ.
ﺣﺘﯽ ﻭﻗﺘﯽ ﻓﮑﺮ ﺭﻗﺼﯿﺪﻥ ﺑﺮﺍﯼ ﺍﻭﻥ ﻋﺮﺏ ﻫﺎﯼ ﺁﺷﻐﺎﻝ ﺭﻭ ﻣﯿﮑﺮﺩﻡ ﺣﺎﻟﻢ ﺑﺪ ﻣﯿﺸﺪ..ﭘﺲ ﺩﯾﮕﻪ ﺑﻬﺶ ﻓﮑﺮ ﻧﮑﺮﺩﻡ.
ﺑﻪ ﺑﺎﺑﮏ ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﻭ ﺧﻨﺪﯾﺪﻡ..ﺍﻭﻧﻢ ﺧﻨﺪﯾﺪ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:
ﺧﯿﻠﯽ ﺧﻮﺷﺤﺎﻟﯽ ﺩﺍﺭﯼ ﻣﯿﺮﯼ ﺧﻮﻧﺘﻮﻥ..ﻣﮕﻪ ﻧﻪ ﺧﺎﻧﻮﻡ ﺧﻮﺷﮕﻠﻪ؟
ﺍﺯ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺣﺮﻓﺶ ﺧﻮﺷﺤﺎﻝ ﺷﺪﻡ...ﭘﺲ ﺍﺯ ﻧﻈﺮ ﺍﻭﻥ ﻣﻦ ﺧﻮﺷﮕﻠﻢ!
_ﺁﺭﻩ...ﺧﯿﻠﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯽ ﺧﯿﻠﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯽ ﺧﻮﺷﺤﺎﻟﻢ!
ﺩﻭﺑﺎﺭﻩ ﺧﻨﺪﯾﺪ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:ﺧﻮﺏ...ﺣﺎﻻ ﺑﻘﯿﻪ ﻣﺎﺟﺮﺍ ﺭﻭ ﺗﻌﺮﯾﻒ ﮐﻦ ﺑﯿﻨﯿﻢ!
_ﮐﺠﺎﺵ ﺑﻮﺩﻡ؟؟ﺁﻫﺎﻥ..ﯾﺎﺩﻡ ﺍﻭﻣﺪ..
ﻭﻗﺘﯽ ﻫﻤﻪ ﭼﯿﺰ ﺭﻭ ﺗﻌﺮﯾﻒ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﮔﻔﺘﻢ:ﺣﺎﻻ ﻧﻮﺑﺖ ﺗﻮﺋﻪ.
ﺁﺭﻧﺞ ﻫﺎﻣﻮ ﮔﺬﺍﺷﺘﻢ ﺭﻭ ﺯﻣﯿﻦ ﻭ ﺩﺳﺘﺎﻣﻮ ﮔﺬﺍﺷﺘﻢ ﺯﯾﺮ ﺻﻮﺭﺗﻢ ﻭ ﺁﻣﺎﺩﻩ ﯼ ﮔﻮﺵ ﺩﺍﺩﻥ ﺷﺪﻡ.
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ ﺍﺯ ﮐﺎﺭﺍﯼ ﻣﻦ ﺧﻨﺪﺵ ﮔﺮﻓﺘﻪ ﺑﻮﺩ.....ﺑﺎﻻﺧﺮﻩ ﺷﺮﻭﻉ ﮐﺮﺩ:
ﻭﻗﺘﯽ ﺷﻤﺎﺭﻩ ﺧﻮﻧﺘﻮﻥ ﻭ ﻧﻮﺷﺘﻢ ﻭ ﺍﺯ ﺍﺗﺎﻗﺖ ﺍﻭﻣﺪﻡ ﺑﯿﺮﻭﻥ ﺩﯾﺪﻡ ﺳﻬﺮﺍﺏ ﻭﺍﯾﺴﺎﺩﻩ ﺟﻠﻮﻡ ﻭ ﺯﻭﻝ ﺯﺩﻩ ﺑﻬﻢ.
ﺍﻭﻣﺪ ﺟﻠﻮ..ﺧﻮﺍﺳﺘﻢ ﺷﻤﺎﺭﻩ ﺭﻭ ﻗﺎﯾﻢ ﮐﻨﻢ ﻭﻟﯽ ﺩﯾﮕﻪ ﺩﯾﺮ ﺷﺪﻩ ﺑﻮﺩ..ﺍﺯ ﺩﺳﺘﻢ ﮔﺮﻓﺘﺶ ﻭ ﻭﻗﺘﯽ 021 ﺍﻭﻟﺶ ﺭﻭ ﺩﯾﺪ ﻓﻬﻤﯿﺪ ﻗﻀﯿﻪ ﭼﯿﻪ.
ﺷﻤﺎﺭﻩ ﺭﻭ ﭘﺎﺭﻩ ﮐﺮﺩ ﻭ ﺭﯾﺨﺖ ﺯﻣﯿﻦ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:ﺍﺧﺮﺍﺟﯽ....ﺍﮔﻪ ﺣﺮﻑ ﺯﯾﺎﺩﯼ ﺑﻪ ﮐﺴﯽ ﺑﺰﻧﯽ...ﻣﺮﺩﯼ!
ﻣﻨﻢ ﻭﺳﺎﯾﻠﻢ ﺭﻭ ﺟﻤﻊ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﻭ ﺭﻓﺘﻢ.
ﺑﺎﺭﻫﺎ ﻣﯿﺨﻮﺍﺳﺘﻢ ﺑﻪ ﭘﻠﯿﺲ ﺍﯾﺮﺍﻥ ﺯﻧﮓ ﺑﺰﻧﻢ ﻭ ﺭﺍﺟﻊ ﺑﻪ ﺗﻮ ﻫﻤﻪ ﭼﯿﺰ ﺭﻭ ﺑﮕﻢ ﻭﻟﯽ ﯾﺎﺩ ﺗﻬﺪﯾﺪ ﺳﻬﺮﺍﺏ ﻣﯽ ﺍﻓﺘﺎﺩﻡ...ﺧﻮﺩﻣﻢ ﮔﯿﺮ ﻣﯿﻔﺘﺎﺩﻡ..ﭼﻮﻥ ﻣﻨﻢ ﻭﺍﺳﻪ ﺍﻭﻧﺎ ﮐﺎﺭ ﻣﯿﮑﺮﺩﻡ ﺩﯾﮕﻪ.
ﭘﺲ ﺗﺮﺟﯿﺢ ﺩﺍﺩﻡ ﻫﯿﭽﯽ ﻧﮕﻢ ﻭ ﺧﻮﺩﻡ ﯾﻪ ﺟﻮﺭﯼ ﮐﻤﮑﺖ ﮐﻨﻢ.
ﻭﻟﯽ ﻫﯿﭻ ﺭﺍﻫﯽ ﺑﻪ ﺫﻫﻨﻢ ﻧﺮﺳﯿﺪ.
ﺗﺎ ﺍﯾﻨﮑﻪ ﺟﻠﻮﯼ ﻓﺮﻭﺷﮕﺎﻩ ﺩﯾﺪﻣﺖ...ﻧﻤﯿﺪﻭﻧﯽ ﭼﻪ ﻗﺪﺭ ﺍﺯ ﺩﯾﺪﻧﺖ ﺧﻮﺷﺤﺎﻝ ﺷﺪﻡ ﺁﺭﺍﻡ.
ﺣﺮﻓﺎﺵ ﺗﻤﻮﻡ ﺷﺪ ...ﺟﻔﺘﻤﻮﻥ ﺳﺎﮐﺖ ﺑﻮﺩﯾﻢ.
ﺍﺻﻼ ﻓﮑﺮ ﻧﻤﯿﮑﺮﺩﻡ ﺍﻧﻘﺪﺭ ﺧﻮﺩﺧﻮﺍﻩ ﺑﺎﺷﻪ...ﺷﺎﯾﺪ ﻣﻦ ﺑﯿﺸﺘﺮ ﺍﺯ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺍﺯﺵ ﺗﻮﻗﻊ ﺩﺍﺷﺘﻢ..ﻧﻤﯿﺪﻭﻧﻢ.
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﺧﻮﺏ ﺩﯾﮕﻪ ﺑﺨﻮﺍﺑﯿﻢ ﮐﻪ ﻓﺮﺩﺍ ﺭﻭﺯ ﺑﺰﺭﮔﯿﻪ....ﭼﺸﻤﮏ ﺯﺩ ﺑﻬﻢ ﻭ ﯾﻪ ﻣﻼﻓﻪ ﺍﻧﺪﺍﺧﺖ ﺭﻭ ﺯﻣﯿﻦ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:
ﻣﻦ ﺍﯾﻨﺠﺎ ﻣﯿﺨﻮﺍﺑﻢ..ﺗﻮ ﺭﻭ ﺗﺨﺖ ﺑﺨﻮﺍﺏ.
_ﺋﻪ.....ﻧﻤﯿﺸﻪ ﮐﻪ ﺗﻮ ﺭﻭ ﺯﻣﯿﻦ ﺑﺨﻮﺍﺑﯽ!
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﺍﺷﮑﺎﻝ ﻧﺪﺍﺭﻩ...ﻭﻗﺘﯽ ﺗﻮ ﺭﺍﺣﺖ ﺑﺎﺷﯽ ﻣﻨﻢ ﺭﺍﺣﺘﻢ.
ﺍﻭﻣﺪﻡ ﺍﻋﺘﺮﺍﺽ ﮐﻨﻢ ﮐﻪ ﺍﻧﮕﺸﺘﺸﻮ ﮔﺬﺍﺷﺖ ﺭﻭ ﺩﻫﻨﺶ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:ﻫﯿﺴﺴﺴﺲ!ﺩﯾﮕﻪ ﺣﺮﻑ ﺑﺴﻪ ﻋﺰﯾﺰﻡ.....ﺷﺒﺖ ﺑﺨﯿﺮ.
ﺑﻪ ﻧﺎﭼﺎﺭ ﻗﺒﻮﻝ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﻭ ﺭﻓﺘﻢ ﺭﻭ ﺗﺨﺖ.
_ﺷﺐ ﺗﻮ ﻫﻢ ﺑﺨﯿﺮ
ﭼﺮﺍﻍ ﻫﺎﺭﻭ ﺧﺎﻣﻮﺵ ﮐﺮﺩ ﻭ ﺑﻼ ﻓﺎﺻﻠﻪ ﺧﻮﺍﺑﻢ ﺑﺮﺩ.
ﺍﺣﺴﺎﺱ ﻣﯿﮑﺮﺩﻡ ﯾﮑﯽ ﺩﺍﺭﻩ ﮔﻮﻧﻤﻮ ﻧﻮﺍﺯﺵ ﻣﯿﮑﻨﻪ..
ﺧﯿﻠﯽ ﺧﻮﺍﺏ ﺁﻟﻮﺩ ﺑﻮﺩﻡ.......ﺁﺭﻭﻡ ﻻﯼ ﭼﺸﻤﺎﻣﻮ ﺑﺎﺯ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﻭ ﺑﺎﺑﮏ ﺭﻭ ﺩﯾﺪﻡ!
ﻭﻗﺘﯽ ﺩﯾﺪ ﺩﺍﺭﻡ ﺑﯿﺪﺍﺭ ﻣﯿﺸﻢ ﺩﺳﺘﺸﻮ ﮐﺸﯿﺪ ﻭ ﺭﻓﺖ ﺗﻮ ﺁﺷﭙﺰﺧﻮﻧﻪ.
ﺭﻭ ﺗﺨﺖ ﻧﺸﺴﺘﻢ ﻭ ﺳﺎﻋﺖ ﺭﻭ ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ....ﺩﻩ ﺑﻮﺩ.
ﻫﻨﻮﺯ ﺩﺳﺘﺸﻮ ﺭﻭ ﮔﻮﻧﻢ ﺣﺲ ﻣﯿﮑﺮﺩﻡ....ﭼﻪ ﻗﺪﺭ ﺣﺲ ﺧﻮﺑﯽ ﺑﻬﻢ ﺩﺍﺩﻩ ﺑﻮﺩ.
ﺍﺯ ﺁﺷﭙﺰ ﺧﻮﻧﻪ ﺍﻭﻣﺪ ﺑﯿﺮﻭﻥ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:ﺑﻪ ﺑﻪ..ﺳﺎﻋﺖ ﺧﻮﺍﺏ ﺧﺎﻧﻮﻡ ﺧﺎﻧﻮﻣﺎ.
ﺑﻪ ﺯﺩﻥ ﯾﻪ ﻟﺒﺨﻨﺪ ﺍﮐﺘﻔﺎ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ.
ﺑﻠﻨﺪ ﺷﺪﻡ ﻭ ﺗﺨﺖ ﺭﻭ ﻣﺮﺗﺐ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ.
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﺑﯿﺎ ﺯﻭﺩ ﯾﻪ ﭼﯿﺰﯼ ﺑﺨﻮﺭﯾﻢ ﻭ ﺑﺮﯾﻢ ﺑﯿﺮﻭﻥ...ﯾﻪ ﺟﺎﯾﯽ ﻫﺴﺖ ﮐﻪ ﻣﯿﺨﻮﺍﻡ ﻗﺒﻞ ﺍﺯ ﺭﻓﺘﻨﺖ ﻧﺸﻮﻧﺖ ﺑﺪﻡ.
_ﻭﻟﯽ ﺑﺎﺑﺎﯼ ﻣﻦ ﺳﻪ ﻣﯿﺎﺩ ﺍﯾﻨﺠﺎ
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﻗﺒﻞ ﺍﺯ ﺳﻪ ﺑﺮ ﻣﯿﮕﺮﺩﯾﻢ ﻧﮕﺮﺍﻥ ﻧﺒﺎﺵ.
ﺳﺮﯾﻊ ﺻﺒﺤﻮﻧﻪ ﺧﻮﺭﺩﯾﻢ ﻭ ﺍﺯ ﺩﺭ ﺯﺩﯾﻢ ﺑﯿﺮﻭﻥ.
ﯾﻪ ﺗﺎﮐﺴﯽ ﮔﺮﻓﺘﯿﻢ ﻭ ﺑﺎﺑﮏ ﺑﻪ ﻋﺮﺑﯽ ﺁﺩﺭﺱ ﺭﻭ ﺑﻪ ﺭﺍﻧﻨﺪﻩ ﮔﻔﺖ ﻭ ﻣﻨﻢ ﮐﻪ ﻋﺮﺑﯿﻢ ﺍﻓﺘﻀﺎﺡ ﺑﻮﺩ(ﻫﻤﯿﺸﻪ ﺍﺯ ﺩﺭﺱ ﻋﺮﺑﯽ ﻣﺘﻨﻔﺮ ﺑﻮﺩﻡ)ﭼﯿﺰﯼ ﺍﺯ ﺣﺮﻓﺎﺵ ﻧﻔﻬﻤﯿﺪﻡ.
ﺣﺪﻭﺩ ﯾﻪ ﺭﺑﻊ ﺑﻌﺪ ﺭﺍﻧﻨﺪﻩ ﺩﻡ ﯾﻪ ﺟﺎﯼ ﺟﻨﮕﻞ ﻣﺎﻧﻨﺪ ﻧﮕﻪ ﺩﺍﺷﺖ ﻭ ﺑﺎﺑﮏ ﺑﻬﻢ ﺍﺷﺎﺭﻩ ﮐﺮﺩ ﮐﻪ ﭘﯿﺎﺩﻩ ﺷﻢ.
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﺩﻧﺒﺎﻟﻢ ﺑﯿﺎ ﺧﻮﺷﮕﻞ ﺧﺎﻧﻮﻡ.
ﻭ ﺭﻓﺖ ﻭﺳﻂ ﺟﻨﮕﻞ..ﻣﻨﻢ ﺩﻧﺒﺎﻟﺶ ﻣﯿﺮﻓﺘﻢ.
_ﺑﺎﺑﮏ...ﮐﺠﺎ ﺩﺍﺭﯾﻤﻤﯿﺮﯾﻢ؟؟؟
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﺍﻻﻥ ﻣﯿﻔﻬﻤﯽ.
ﯾﮑﻢ ﺭﻓﺖ ﺟﻠﻮ ﺗﺮ ﻭ ﻭﺍﯾﺴﺎﺩ.
ﺑﻬﺶ ﺭﺳﯿﺪﻡ ﻭ ﺧﻮﺍﺳﺘﻢ ﺩﻭﺑﺎﺭﻩ ﺍﺯﺵ ﺑﭙﺮﺳﻢ ﮐﻪ ﯾﻬﻮ ﺧﺸﮑﻢ ﺯﺩ!
ﺯﯾﺒﺎ ﺗﺮﯾﻦ ﻣﻨﻈﺮﻩ ﯼ ﻋﻤﺮﻡ ﺭﻭ ﺩﯾﺪﻡ!
ﯾﻪ ﺩﺭﯾﺎﭼﻪ ﯼ ﺑﺰﺭﮒ ﮐﻪ ﺩﻭﺭ ﺗﺎ ﺩﻭﺭﺵ ﺗﺎ ﭼﺸﻢ ﮐﺎﺭ ﻣﯿﮑﺮﺩ ﺩﺭﺧﺖ ﻫﺎﯾﯽ ﺑﺎ ﺑﺮﮒ ﻫﺎﯼ ﻗﺮﻣﺰ ﺑﻮﺩ!
ﻋﮑﺲ ﺩﺭﺧﺖ ﻫﺎ ﺗﻮﯼ ﺍﺏ ﺍﻓﺘﺎﺩﻩ ﺑﻮﺩ ﻭ ﺯﯾﺒﺎﯾﯽ ﺩﺭﯾﺎﭼﻪ ﺭﻭ ﺩﻭ ﺑﺮﺍﺑﺮ ﮐﺮﺩﻩ ﺑﻮﺩ!
ﺟﻔﺘﻤﻮﻥ ﻣﺤﻮ ﺗﻤﺎﺷﺎ ﺑﻮﺩﯾﻢ ﻭ ﻫﯿﭽﯽ ﻧﻤﯿﮕﻔﺘﯿﻢ.
ﯾﻪ ﻗﺎﯾﻖ ﮐﻨﺎﺭ ﺩﺭﯾﺎﭼﻪ ﺑﻪ ﯾﻪ ﺩﺭﺧﺖ ﺑﺴﺘﻪ ﺷﺪﻩ ﺑﻮﺩ...ﺑﺎﺑﮏ ﻃﻨﺎﺏ ﺭﻭ ﺑﺎﺯ ﮐﺮﺩ ﻭ ﺭﻓﺖ ﺗﻮ ﻗﺎﯾﻖ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:ﺑﯿﺎ ﺗﻮ ﺁﺭﺍﻡ.
ﺭﻓﺘﻢ ﺗﻮ ﻗﺎﯾﻖ ﻧﺸﺴﺘﻢ...ﻧﻤﯿﺘﻮﻧﺴﺘﻢ ﭼﺸﻢ ﺍﺯ ﺍﻃﺮﺍﻓﻢ ﺑﺮﺩﺍﺭﻡ...ﺍﺯ ﺍﻭﻥ ﻣﻨﻈﺮﻩ ﺳﯿﺮ ﻧﻤﯿﺸﺪﻡ!ﻭﺍﻗﻌﺎ ﺯﯾﺒﺎ ﺑﻮﺩ!
ﺷﺮﻭﻉ ﮐﺮﺩ ﺑﻪ ﭘﺎﺭﻭ ﺯﺩﻥ ﻭ ﻗﺎﯾﻖ ﺭﻭ ﺑﺮﺩ ﻭﺳﻂ ﺩﺭﯾﺎﭼﻪ.
ﭘﺎﺭﻭ ﻫﺎﺭﻭ ﮔﺬﺍﺷﺖ ﮐﻨﺎﺭ ﻭ ﻭﺳﻂ ﻗﺎﯾﻖ ﺩﺭﺍﺯ ﮐﺸﯿﺪ ﻭﮔﻔﺖ:ﺧﻮﺷﺖ ﺍﻭﻣﺪ؟
_ﺣﺮﻑ ﻧﺪﺍﺭﻩ!!!
ﺑﯿﺎ ﮐﻨﺎﺭ ﻣﻦ ﺩﺭﺍﺯ ﺑﮑﺶ ﻭ ﺁﺳﻤﻮﻥ ﺭﻭ ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﮐﻦ...ﺧﯿﻠﯽ ﺣﺎﻝ ﻣﯿﺪﻩ..
ﺍﻭﻟﺶ ﻧﻤﯿﺨﻮﺍﺳﺘﻢ ﺩﺭﺍﺯ ﺑﮑﺸﻢ ﻭﻟﯽ ﻧﻤﯿﺨﻮﺍﺳﺘﻢ ﺑﺰﻧﻢ ﺗﻮ ﺫﻭﻗﺶ ﭘﺲ ﮐﺎﺭﯼ ﺭﻭ ﮐﻪ ﮔﻔﺖ ﺍﻧﺠﺎﻡ ﺩﺍﺩﻡ.
ﻫﯿﭻ ﮐﺪﻭﻡ ﭼﯿﺰﯼ ﻧﻤﯿﮕﻔﺘﯿﻢ ﻭ ﺩﺳﺘﻤﻮﻥ ﺯﯾﺮ ﺳﺮﻣﻮﻥ ﺑﻮﺩ ﻭ ﺑﻪ ﺁﺳﻤﻮﻥ ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﻣﯿﮑﺮﺩﯾﻢ.
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﺁﺭﺍﻡ
_ﺑﻠﻪ؟
ﻣﯿﺨﻮﺍﻡ ﯾﻪ ﭼﯿﺰﯼ ﺑﻬﺖ ﺑﮕﻢ.
ﻗﻠﺒﻢ ﺩﺍﺷﺖ ﻣﯿﻮﻣﺪ ﺗﻮ ﺩﻫﻨﻢ!ﯾﻌﻨﯽ ﭼﯽ ﻣﯿﺨﻮﺍﺳﺖ ﺑﮕﻪ؟؟
ﻣﻨﺘﻈﺮ ﻣﻮﻧﺪﻡ ﮐﻪ ﺍﺩﺍﻣﻪ ﺑﺪﻩ.
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﻣﻦ.......ﺋﻪ....ﺍﻩ ﺍﺻﻼ ﻭﻟﺶ ﮐﻦ!
_ﺋﻪ...ﺑﮕﻮ ﺩﯾﮕﻪ
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﻣﻦ..ﺩﻭ...ﺳﺘﺖ ﺩﺍﺭﻡ!!!!
ﺍﯾﻦ ﺣﺮﻓﺶ ﺗﺎ ﻣﻐﺰ ﺍﺳﺘﺨﻮﻧﻢ ﻧﻔﻮﺫ ﮐﺮﺩ!
ﻭﻗﺘﯽ ﺗﻮ ﻫﻤﭽﯿﻦ ﺟﺎﯾﯽ ﮐﺴﯽ ﮐﻪ ﺩﻭﺳﺘﺶ ﺩﺍﺭﯼ ﺑﻬﺖ ﺑﮕﻪ ﺩﻭﺳﺘﺖ ﺩﺍﺭﻩ ﺩﯾﮕﻪ ﭼﯽ ﺍﺯ ﺧﺪﺍ ﻣﯿﺨﻮﺍﯼ!!؟ﺍﺣﺴﺎﺱ ﻣﯿﮑﺮﺩﻡ ﺗﻮ ﺑﻬﺸﺘﻢ!
ﻧﻤﯿﺪﻭﻧﺴﺘﻢ ﭼﯽ ﺑﻬﺶ ﺑﮕﻢ!ﺑﺎﻭﺭﻡ ﻧﻤﯿﺸﺪ ﭘﺴﺮﯼ ﺑﻪ ﺧﻮﺷﮕﻠﯽ ﻭ ﺧﻮﺷﺘﯿﭙﯽ ﺑﺎﺑﮏ....ﺑﺎ ﺍﻭﻥ ﻣﻮﻫﺎﯼ ﻣﺸﮑﯽ ﻭ ﭼﺸﻤﺎﯼ ﻋﺴﻠﯽ...ﻣﻨﻮ ﺩﻭﺳﺖ ﺩﺍﺭﻩ!
ﻭﻗﺘﯽ ﺩﯾﺪ ﻣﻦ ﭼﯿﺰﯼ ﻧﻤﯿﮕﻢ ﺍﺩﺍﻣﻪ ﺩﺍﺩ:ﻣﯿﺪﻭﻧﻢ ﺩﺧﺘﺮﯼ ﺑﻪ ﺧﻮﺷﮕﻠﯽ ﺗﻮ ﺣﺘﻤﺎ ﻫﺰﺍﺭ ﺗﺎ ﮐﺸﺘﻪ ﻣﺮﺩﻩ ﺩﺍﺭﻩ ﻭ ...ﺍﺣﺴﺎﺳﺎﺕ ﻣﻦ..ﺍﺭﺯﺵ ﭼﻨﺪﺍﻧﯽ ﺑﺮﺍﺕ ﻧﺪﺍﺭﻩ!!!
(ﭼﯽ؟؟؟ﺍﯾﻦ ﭼﻪ ﻣﺰﺧﺮﻓﺎﺗﯽ ﺑﻮﺩ ﮐﻪ ﺩﺍﺷﺖ ﻣﯿﮕﻔﺖ؟؟!!ﺍﺣﺴﺎﺳﺎﺕ ﺍﻭﻥ ﺍﺯ ﻫﺮ ﮐﺴﯽ ﺗﻮ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺩﻧﯿﺎ ﺑﺮﺍﻡ ﻣﻬﻢ ﺗﺮ ﺑﻮﺩ!)
_ﺍﺷﺘﺒﺎﻩ ﻣﯿﮑﻨﯽ ﺑﺎﺑﮏ
ﺑﺮﮔﺸﺖ ﻭ ﺗﻮ ﭼﺸﻤﺎﻡ ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﮐﺮﺩ.
ﺍﺩﺍﻣﻪ ﺩﺍﺩﻡ:ﻣﻨﻢ ﻫﻤﯿﻦ ﺣﺲ ﺭﻭ ﺑﻪ ﺗﻮ ﺩﺍﺭﻡ!
ﺩﺳﺘﺎﻣﻮ ﮔﺮﻓﺖ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:ﺑﻬﻢ ﺑﮕﻮ ﺁﺭﺍﻡ.....ﺑﻬﻢ ﺑﮕﻮ ﭼﻪ ﺣﺴﯽ ﺩﺍﺭﯼ؟؟!!!
ﺑﺎ ﺍﯾﻦ ﮐﻪ ﺧﺠﺎﻟﺖ ﻣﯿﮑﺸﯿﺪﻡ ﻭ ﺑﺮﺍﻡ ﺳﺨﺖ ﺑﻮﺩ ﻭﻟﯽ ﻟﺒﺨﻨﺪﯼ ﺯﺩﻡ ﻭ ﺗﻮ ﭼﺸﻤﺎﺵ ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺘﻢ:ﺧﯿﻠﯽ ﺩﻭﺳﺘﺖ ﺩﺍﺭﻡ!
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﻭﺍﺍﺍﺍﺍﺍﺍﺍﺍﺍﺍﺍﯼ ﺁﺭﺍﻡ.....ﺍﻻﻥ ﺍﺣﺴﺎﺱ ﻣﯿﮑﻨﻢ ﺧﻮﺷﺒﺨﺖ ﺗﺮﯾﻦ ﭘﺴﺮ ﺩﻧﯿﺎﻡ!
ﺧﻢ ﺷﺪ ﻭ ﮔﻮﻧﻢ ﺭﻭ ﺑﻮﺳﯿﺪ...ﻭﻟﯽ ﺑﻼﻓﺎﺻﻠﯽ ﻣﻌﺬﺭﺕ ﺧﻮﺍﻫﯽ ﮐﺮﺩ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:ﺋﻪ..ﺑﺒﺨﺸﯿﺪ...ﯾﻪ ﻟﺤﻈﻪ ﺟﻮ ﮔﯿﺮ ﺷﺪﻡ!
ﺧﻨﺪﯾﺪﻡ ﻭ ﻓﻬﻤﯿﺪ ﮐﻪ ﺍﺯ ﺩﺳﺘﺶ ﻧﺎﺭﺍﺣﺖ ﻧﯿﺴﺘﻢ.
_ﺑﺎﺑﮏ..ﺩﺳﺘﺖ ﺩﺭﺩ ﻧﮑﻨﻪ...ﻋﺎﺷﻖ ﺍﯾﻨﺠﺎ ﺷﺪﻡ ﻭﻟﯽ ﻣﯿﺘﺮﺳﻢ ﺩﯾﺮ ﺑﺮﺳﯿﻢ ﺧﻮﻧﻪ
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﺑﺎﺷﻪ ﻋﺰﯾﺰﻡ.
ﺳﺮﯾﻊ ﭘﺎﺭﻭ ﺯﺩ ﻭ ﯾﻪ ﺗﺎﮐﺴﯽ ﮔﺮﻓﺘﯿﻢ ﮐﻪ ﺑﺮﮔﺮﺩﯾﻢ ﺧﻮﻧﻪ.
ﺍﺯ ﺍﯾﻨﮑﻪ ﻗﺮﺍﺭ ﺑﻮﺩ ﺑﺮﮔﺮﺩﻡ ﺧﻮﻧﻪ ﮐﻠﯽ ﻫﯿﺠﺎﻥ ﺩﺍﺷﺘﻢ ﻭ ﻧﻤﯿﺘﻮﻧﺴﺘﻢ ﯾﻪ ﺟﺎ ﺑﺸﯿﻨﻢ ﻭ ﻫﻤﺶ ﺗﻮ ﺧﻮﻧﻪ ﻗﺪﻡ ﻣﯿﺰﺩﻡ.
ﻭﻟﯽ ﺍﺯ ﯾﻪ ﻃﺮﻑ ﻫﻢ ﺧﯿﻠﯽ ﻧﺎﺭﺍﺣﺖ ﺑﻮﺩﻡ ﮐﻪ ﺩﺍﺷﺘﻢ ﺍﺯ ﺑﺎﺑﮏ ﺟﺪﺍ ﻣﯿﺸﺪﻡ..ﭘﺲ ﺑﻬﺶ ﮔﻔﺘﻢ:
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ...ﺗﻮ ﻫﻢ ﺑﺎﻣﺎ ﺑﯿﺎ ﺍﯾﺮﺍﻥ!
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﻧﻤﯿﺘﻮﻧﻢ ﻋﺰﯾﺰﻡ.
_ﭼﺮﺍ ﮐﻪ ﻧﻪ؟
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﻣﻦ ﺍﻭﻧﺠﺎ ﻧﻪ ﺧﻮﻧﻪ ﺩﺍﺭﻡ..ﻧﻪ ﮐﺎﺭ...ﺗﺤﺼﯿﻼﺕ ﺩﺭﺳﺖ ﺣﺴﺎﺑﯽ ﻫﻢ ﻧﺪﺍﺭﻡ..ﺍﯾﻨﺠﺎ ﺣﺪﺍﻗﻞ ﯾﻪ ﻣﮑﺎﻧﯿﮑﯽ ﻣﯿﮑﻨﻢ ﻭ ﯾﻪ ﺣﻘﻮﻕ ﺑﺨﻮﺭ ﻭ ﻧﻤﯿﺮ ﻣﯿﮕﯿﺮﻡ.
_ﺑﺎﺑﮏ...ﻣﮕﻪ ﺩﻭﺳﻢ ﻧﺪﺍﺭﯼ؟
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﺑﯿﺸﺘﺮ ﺍﺯ ﻫﺮ ﮐﺴﯽ ﺗﻮ ﺩﻧﯿﺎ
_ﭘﺲ ﺑﻬﻢ ﺍﻋﺘﻤﺎﺩ ﮐﻦ ﻭ ﺑﺎﻫﺎﻡ ﺑﯿﺎ..ﻣﻦ ﻧﻤﯿﺘﻮﻧﻢ ﺍﺯﺕ ﺟﺪﺍ ﺷﻢ...ﺑﻪ ﺑﺎﺑﺎﻡ ﻣﯿﮕﻢ ﯾﻪ ﮐﺎﺭ ﺑﺮﺍﺕ ﺟﻮﺭ ﮐﻨﻪ ﻭ ﯾﻪ ﺟﺎﯼ ﺧﻮﺍﺏ ﻫﻢ ﺑﺮﺍﺕ ﭘﯿﺪﺍ ﻣﯿﮑﻨﯿﻢ.
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﻣﻦ ﻧﻤﯿﺨﻮﺍﻡ ﺳﺮ ﺑﺎﺭ ﺷﻤﺎﻫﺎ ﺑﺸﻢ..ﻧﻪ..ﻣﻦ ﻧﻤﯿﺘﻮﻧﻢ!
_ﺑﺎﺑﮏ.....ﻣﻦ ﻧﻤﯿﺘﻮﻧﻢ ﺑﺪﻭﻥ ﺗﻮ ﺯﻧﺪﮔﯽ ﮐﻨﻢ..ﻣﺎ ﺧﯿﻠﯽ ﺧﯿﻠﯽ ﺑﻪ ﺗﻮ ﻣﺪﯾﻮﻧﯿﻢ..ﺑﺎﺑﺎﻡ ﺍﯾﻦ ﮐﺎﺭﻭ ﺑﻪ ﺟﺎﯼ ﺟﺒﺮﺍﻥ ﻟﻄﻔﺖ ﻣﯿﮑﻨﻪ!ﺍﮔﻪ ﺗﻮ ﻧﺒﻮﺩﯼ ﻣﻌﻠﻮﻡ ﻧﺒﻮﺩ ﻣﻦ ﺍﻻﻥ ﮐﺠﺎ ﺑﻮﺩﻡ ﻭ ﭼﻪ ﺑﻼﯾﯽ ﺳﺮﻡ ﻣﯿﻮﻣﺪ!
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ:ﻣﻦ ﻫﺮ ﮐﺎﺭﯼ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﺍﺯ ﺭﻭ ﻋﺸﻖ ﺑﻮﺩﻩ.....ﻧﻤﯿﺨﻮﺍﻡ ﭼﯿﺰﯼ ﺭﻭ ﺟﺒﺮﺍﻥ ﮐﻨﯿﻦ
ﺩﺳﺘﺎﺷﻮ ﮔﺮﻓﺘﻢ ﻭ ﺗﻮ ﭼﺸﻤﺎﺵ ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ....ﺳﺮﺷﻮ ﺍﻧﺪﺍﺧﺖ ﭘﺎﯾﯿﻦ.
_ﺑﺎﺑﮏ..ﺗﻮ ﭼﺸﻤﺎﻡ ﻧﮕﺎﻩ ﮐﻦ ﻭ ﺑﮕﻮ ﺑﺎﻫﺎﻡ ﻣﯿﺎﯼ ﻭ ﺗﻨﻬﺎﻡ ﻧﻤﯿﺬﺍﺭﯼ...ﻣﯿﺪﻭﻧﻢ ﺍﯾﻨﮑﺎﺭﻭ ﺑﺎ ﻣﻦ ﻧﻤﯿﮑﻨﯽ!
ﺳﺮﺷﻮ ﺑﻠﻨﺪ ﮐﺮﺩ ﻭ ﺑﻪ ﭼﺸﻤﺎﻡ ﺧﯿﺮﻩ ﺷﺪ.
ﺩﺳﺘﺎﻣﻮ ﺁﻭﺭ ﺟﻠﻮﯼ ﺻﻮﺭﺗﺶ ﻭ ﺑﻮﺳﯿﺪ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:
ﺗﺎ ﺩﻣﻪ ﻣﺮﮒ ﺑﺎﻫﺎﺗﻢ ﻋﺸﻘﻢ...ﻣﯿﺪﻭﻧﯽ ﻧﻤﯿﺘﻮﻧﻢ ﺗﻨﻬﺎﺕ ﺑﺬﺍﺭﻡ..
ﺩﺳﺘﻤﻮ ﻣﺤﮑﻢ ﺣﻠﻘﻪ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﺩﻭﺭﺵ ﻭ ﺑﻐﻠﺶ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ ﻭ ﺯﻣﺰﻣﻪ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ:ﻣﯿﺪﻭﻧﺴﺘﻢ.
ﻫﻤﻮﻥ ﻣﻮﻗﻊ ﺩﺭ ﺯﺩﻥ.
ﺩﻭﯾﺪﻡ ﺳﻤﺖ ﺩﺭ ﻭ ﺑﺎﺯﺵ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ...ﺟﯿﻎ ﺯﺩﻡ:ﺑﺎﺑﺎ!ﻭ ﺑﺎﺑﺎﻡ ﺭﻭ ﺑﻐﻞ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ!
ﺩﻭﺗﺎﯾﯽ ﺗﻮ ﺁﻏﻮﺵ ﻫﻢ ﮔﺮﯾﻪ ﻣﯿﮑﺮﺩﯾﻢ.
ﺑﺎﺑﺎ:ﻋﺰﯾﺰﻡ...ﺁﺭﺍﻡ ﻣﻦ....ﺩﻭﺑﺎﺭﻩ ﭘﯿﺶ ﻣﻨﯽ...ﺑﺮﮔﺸﺘﯽ ﭘﯿﺸﻪ ﺑﺎﺑﺎﯾﯽ...ﺧﺪﺍﯾﺎ ﺷﮑﺮﺕ.
ﻣﻨﻢ ﻫﯿﭽﯽ ﻧﻤﯿﮕﻔﺘﻢ ﻭ ﻓﻘﻂ ﮔﺮﯾﻪ ﻣﯿﮑﺮﺩﻡ.
ﭼﻨﺪ ﺩﻗﯿﻘﻪ ﺑﻪ ﻫﻤﻮﻥ ﻭﺿﻌﯿﺖ ﮔﺬﺷﺖ.
ﺑﺎﺑﺎ ﻣﻨﻮ ﺍﺯ ﺑﻐﻠﺶ ﺟﺪﺍ ﮐﺮﺩ ﻭ ﺍﺷﮑﺎﺵ ﺭﻭ ﭘﺎﮎ ﮐﺮﺩ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:ﺩﯾﮕﻪ ﮔﺮﯾﻪ ﺑﺴﻪ ﮔﻠﻢ....ﺍﯾﻦ ﺁﻗﺎ ﺑﺎﺑﮏ ﮐﺠﺎﺱ ؟ﻣﯿﺨﻮﺍﻡ ﺑﺮﺍﯼ ﻟﻄﻔﯽ ﮐﻪ ﮐﺮﺩﻩ ﻭ ﺑﻬﺖ ﺟﺎ ﺩﺍﺩﻩ ﺍﺯﺵ ﺗﺸﮑﺮ ﮐﻨﻢ.
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ ﮐﻪ ﺣﺮﻓﺎﯼ ﺑﺎﺑﺎﺭﻭ ﺷﻨﯿﺪﻩ ﺑﻮﺩ ﺍﻭﻣﺪ ﺩﻣﻪ ﺩﺭ ﻭ ﺑﺎ ﺑﺎﺑﺎ ﺩﺳﺖ ﺩﺍﺩ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺖ:ﻧﯿﺎﺯﯼ ﺑﻪ ﺗﺸﮑﺮ ﻧﯿﺴﺖ..ﻭﻇﯿﻔﻢ ﺑﻮﺩ.
ﺑﺎﺑﺎ:ﺍﯾﻦ ﭼﻪ ﺣﺮﻓﯿﻪ..ﻣﻦ ﻭ ﺩﺧﺘﺮﻡ ﺍﺯ ﺻﻤﯿﻢ ﻗﻠﺐ ﺍﺯﺕ ﻣﻤﻨﻮﻧﯿﻢ.
ﺑﺎﺑﮏ ﻫﻢ ﺧﻨﺪﯾﺪ ﻭ ﺭﻓﺖ ﭼﺎﯾﯽ ﺑﯿﺎﺭﻩ.
ﺑﺮﮔﺸﺘﻢ ﺳﻤﺖ ﺑﺎﺑﺎ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺘﻢ:ﺑﺎﺑﺎ..ﯾﻪ ﺧﻮﺍﻫﺶ ﺍﺯﺕ ﺩﺍﺭﻡ.
ﺑﺎﺑﺎ:ﺑﮕﻮ ﻋﺰﯾﺰﻡ.
_ﻣﻦ...ﻣﻦ ﻣﯿﺨﻮﺍﻡ ﺑﺎﺑﮏ ﻫﻢ ﺑﺎ ﻣﺎ ﺑﯿﺎﺩ ﺍﯾﺮﺍﻥ
ﺑﺎﺑﺎ ﯾﻪ ﻟﺤﻈﻪ ﭼﯿﺰﯼ ﻧﮕﻔﺖ.
ﻧﻤﯿﺪﻭﻧﺴﺘﻢ ﺩﺍﺭﻩ ﺑﻪ ﭼﯽ ﻓﮑﺮ ﻣﯿﮑﻨﻪ.
ﺑﺎﺑﺎ:ﻣﻄﻤﺌﻨﯽ ﺁﺭﺍﻡ؟
_ﮐﺎﻣﻼ ﺑﺎﺑﺎ..ﺧﻮﺍﻫﺶ ﻣﯿﮑﻨﻢ ﻗﺒﻮﻝ ﮐﻦ ﻭ ﺗﻮ ﺷﺮﮐﺖ ﯾﻪ ﮐﺎﺭﯼ ﺑﻬﺶ ﺑﺪﻩ...ﺧﻮﺍﻫﺶ ﻣﯿﮑﻨﻢ
ﺑﺎﺑﺎ:ﺍﯾﻦ ﺧﻮﺍﻫﺶ ﺗﻮ ﺑﺮﺍﯼ ﭼﯿﻪ؟ﭼﯽ ﺑﯿﻦ ﺗﻮ ﻭ ﺍﻭﻧﻪ ﻣﮕﻪ؟
ﺳﺮﻣﻮ ﺍﻧﺪﺍﺧﺘﻢ ﭘﺎﯾﯿﻦ ﻭ ﮔﻔﺘﻢ:ﻧﻤﯿﺘﻮﻧﻢ ﺍﺯﺵ ﺟﺪﺍ ﺷﻢ ﺑﺎﺑﺎ.
ﺩﯾﮕﻪ ﺑﺎﺑﺎ ﻓﻬﻤﯿﺪ ﻗﻀﯿﻪ ﭼﯿﻪ ﻭ ﭼﯿﺰﯼ ﻧﭙﺮﺳﯿﺪ....
ﺑﺮﻋﮑﺲ ﻣﺎﻣﺎﻥ....ﺑﺎﺑﺎ ﻫﻤﯿﺸﻪ ﺑﻬﻢ ﺍﻋﺘﻤﺎﺩ ﻣﯿﮑﺮﺩ ﻭ ﻣﻦ ﺑﻪ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺧﺎﻃﺮ ﻭﺍﻗﻌﺎ ﺍﺯﺵ ﻣﻤﻨﻮﻥ ﺑﻮﺩﻡ
ﺑﺎﺑﺎ:ﺑﮕﻮ ﻭﺳﺎﯾﻠﺸﻮ ﺟﻤﻊ ﮐﻨﻪ..ﯾﻪ ﺭﺑﻊ ﺩﯾﮕﻪ ﻣﯿﺮﯾﻢ ﻓﺮﻭﺩﮔﺎﻩ ﻭ ﺑﺮﺍﺵ ﺑﻠﯿﻂ ﻣﯿﺨﺮﯾﻢ...ﭘﺮﻭﺍﺯ ﯾﻪ ﺳﺎﻋﺖ ﺩﯾﮕﺲ!
ﻭﺍﺍﺍﺍﺍﯼ...ﺗﻮ ﺍﻭﻥ ﻟﺤﻈﻪ ﺍﻧﮕﺎﺭ ﺩﻧﯿﺎﺭﻭ ﺩﺍﺩﻥ ﺑﻬﻢ!
_ﻣﺮﺳﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯿﯽ ﺑﺎﺑﺎﯾﯽ
ﭘﺮﯾﺪﻡ ﺑﻐﻞ ﺑﺎﺑﺎ ﻭ ﻏﺮﻕ ﺑﻮﺳﺶ ﮐﺮﺩﻡ.
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