This One Is Real

The next restaurant was small and surprisingly cozy, just like the restaurants in Cologne on the Achten Strasse. And if to forget about the heat outside, then it could well seem that they were somewhere in the very heart of Europe. And when the head waiter, dressed in a black suit and white shirt, approached them to escort them to the table, Natalie felt completely at home.

Waiting for their order to be brought, Amir spoke again, this time about his desire to visit Moscow, which did not arouse particular enthusiasm in Natalie.

She did not like this noisy, pompous, crowded with people and tourists city. In addition, having lived her entire adult life in Europe, she did not feel safe there, although she considered herself Russian. In terms of mentality, Europe was much closer and more understandable. This was her home. Although, of course, she understood Amir's desire to see the capital of one of the largest states in the world.

While maintaining the conversation, Natalie silently did not cease to rejoice: what an amazing lover pLord had sent her. Amir, it seemed, did not look at her, at least as long and intently, without taking his eyes off, as other men who where in love with her did. She did not even catch the moments when he looked at her, but at the same time it was pretty clear that he notices and "reads" everything, literally everything, every detail of her clothes, the slightest movement, every fleeting expression on her face. For the first time she had met such observation and sensitivity in a man, and it was inexplicably good to be understood by someone so deeply.

“You are just a miracle, Amir! How happy I am!"

She also loved his smile, which invariably blossomed on his lips when he caught her eye.

- Why are you so different in reality from Amir on skype? - she could not resist the question, summing up her reflections. - Like this one, I see now, is far better!

- Forget that Amir! - He said weightily. - This one is real one!

- Yeah ok, I’m so happy but I just want to understand why and how this difference came, what's the reason?

- I used to be bored from things very fast... - he said after a short pause, and for Natalie his words sounded like a warning. It was perhaps not a very pleasant moment, but she liked his sincerity. And she also thought that Amir, whom she knew on Skype, who made her fall in love with him, that contradictory, capricious, impetuous and sometimes cruel person, is still a part of this one, whether he likes it or not. They are BOTH real.

"Natalie: Art of Living"