With a surprised look on her face, Rakia looked at Dashtan who was smiling at her. She ended the call unilaterally when the man came over to her.

“Don’t you have anything else to do besides being a stalker? I could have reported you to the police for invading someone else’s privacy.” Rakia said fiercely. Dashtan enjoyed every emotion the woman showed her since she met and saw her quite often.

“Going home now?” asked Dashtan.

“No, I’m taking the bus home,” Rakia refused sternly. She answered without looking at Dashtan.

“Your mom will find you, you’re new here, she must be worried, if I take you home, your stepfather...