Part
25.
The Padrone thought for a moment that there was no need
to continue; he saw nothing of interest to him, and therefore, it was better to
stop reading rather than prying into someone else’s soul, especially that of a
person he loved. But suddenly, his eyes caught a passage where Dada mentioned
him, and now he began to read even more carefully.
It turned out that when Dada was lost in her own world,
hungry and thirsty, with an IV drip connected to her hand, she had heard
everything that was happening around her—she just had no reaction. She even
remembered perfectly well that the Padrone was not her real father, but she
wrote that there was no one on the face of the earth more precious or beloved
to her than him.
Somewhere in a corner of her heart, she even loved Zeki,
but more as a family member and a blood relative, although she noted that even
this gypsy boy was not her relative.
"Zeki gifted me my life," Dada wrote.
The Padrone thought that perhaps she meant when he found
her in the forest and she didn't become a wolf's meal.
The Padrone was smiling at Dada’s writings and could no
longer stop reading. The girl mentioned almost everyone individually with love.
She named so many of the servants that she seemed to love and respect them all;
the Padrone’s heart was filled with pride and love, and even a tear came to his
eye. Dada had not left even the yard dogs without love.
The Padrone had mostly purebred and well-trained dogs.
Once, a large, shaggy, mixed-breed black dog came to the yard; the dog had a
bloated belly, and it was clear that she would soon give birth to puppies. Dada
made such a fuss until she had her let into the yard, and soon after, three
puppies were running around the yard with the big black dog.
"What a wonderful person I have in you,
Dada..."
The Padrone thought, sinking deeper and deeper into
Dada’s diary. The feeling of shame for prying into someone else’s soul without
permission had disappeared somewhere.
There were some servants she didn't like, but she still
tried not to think ill of them. She wanted to love everyone, though she added
that heartless and cold people would never deserve her love.
The Padrone was most surprised by the fact that Dada
terribly disliked that man with the dangerous eyes. His arrival always struck
her with fear. Reading this, the Padrone was stunned.
He had never noticed such fear or disgust from Dada
toward anyone as she described here. However, he once remembered Dada in his
office, how her face stiffened when they announced the arrival of this visitor.
"Could he have done something to her? But when?
How?"
Apart from a business deal, the Padrone was connected to
him by some old matters; no one but the two of them knew what was going on, but
Dada?
Why did she dislike and loathe this man so much?
He had to find out somehow why she couldn't stand that
man. If he had done anything to Dada, he would not let it go unpunished and
would make him pay tenfold.
The Padrone lost himself in thought for a moment and then
continued reading the diary.
"My life's gift, what a warmest letter I received, I have never
received one like this; perhaps others have written to me, but it hasn't been
able to penetrate my heart, it has just drifted away with the winds of life
somewhere...
While reading your letter, my tears were falling into my coffee cup...
They were tears of joy and regret, and they were falling together..."
Was
Dada talking about a letter? Was Ugo managing to write letters? Or perhaps this
was another stroke of Dada’s strange illusions.
LEX.
Saturday, March 12, 2016.
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