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Lilya and Rashid went into the apartment. Of course, it was a studio apartment rented by Amir and Lesha. With the arrival of unexpected guests, they had to make room. Someone had to sleep on the floor and in the kitchen. Lyosha was still awake and met the guests. He did not expect to see a girl in this apartment at such a late hour. Especially almost a member of Amir’s family. The arrival of the girl at such a late hour put him in an awkward position. Rashid, noticing this, was shy himself, and apologizing added, «Nothing, we will leave you soon.

– So I do not mind your presence. Live as long as you want. I will sleep in the kitchen while you make yourself comfortable. Rashid called Lyosha to the kitchen.

– This girl was a prisoner. She could have been killed. Moreover, she is not of legal age. I am guilty before her. With these words, Rashid left the kitchen. Lyosha lay down in a folding chair and turned on the TV. – And Amir was right. She is pretty. Lyosha smiled and leaned back on the pillow. Rashid fussed in front of Lila, made her bed, brought her food to her room. «I’ll call your parents tomorrow and we’ll figure out how to get you home.» Lilya smiled and ate a sandwich.