A little while later, Hasan returned to the table where she was. The strong smell of alcohol from him wafted heavily towards her. He came forward, took her hands, and pulled her up with a soft but forceful affection. From the seat where Anisa was, he led her into the dancing floor. Once there, she felt as if her body had died... ☠
Guiding her, Hasan encouraged her to dance to the rhythm of the music among the others. She tried with all her might to match his rhythm in the music.
Though her tight dress and shoes caused more strain on her body and legs, she endured it. The connection of the music's beat with the movement of his body made her feel even more agitated. 💃🏻
Soon, during the dance, Hasan leaned in and kissed her neck abruptly. "Not in his right mind," she thought to herself, pushing him away while holding his hands safely, and they returned to the table. Then she told him she wanted to leave.
Here, he said to her softly but firmly: 🗣
"Then you take a taxi and go home safely, baby. I'll enjoy a bit more with my friends and come later."
She thought for a moment; it might be good for both of them to leave from here. Also, his affectionate feeling felt a bit strange to her. So, leaving behind the excitement of the noisy hall's event, she headed outside. When she checked, the time was 11:00 PM. With the thought, "Will there be taxis at this time?" she stepped out of the hotel, and the cold wind hit her. Because her legs were overly exposed by the tight dress, she felt even colder. But ignoring that, she decided to walk along the road to find a taxi.
Her heart beat even faster, her mind filled with the moments spent with Hasan, the strains of the music, and his affectionate feelings. Amidst the night's cold, all this felt like a sweet memory and also stirred further excitement within her. 🌌