
Who was able to imagine such a turn of events? It bothered us pompoms, we make up, to spend our evening rotten behind the bars of a police station in Barcelona street. It was really the top, that even in fiction, one can imagine. It is often said that truth is stranger than fiction and has proven true, finally. But switching
three hours at the office, I was not too affected, the gesture has been when Amira's savior has come, that hurt me see let me swallow my tears, so much, me n ' had not the strength to secrete. Not too
make you wait, and how the famous American series, a special unit for victims, this is my story.
Without going into detail, explaining that we were all sent to the back of his car, an old car, at least ten years, the work of a charity for the police patrol, his body , would be interesting stopping, a quarter of an hour after we have picked our nice car, like sheep.
- Damn! cried the officer, closing the engine and then restarting again in vain.
- No big words, officer! Amira said, more obnoxious than ever.
He injected him with a look of her mirror and unpleasant words.
- Hey, you, I record every word that you spit, so be careful, you'll pay dearly for the little finger you got mounted!
In a voice so low I barely heard, she whispered.
- I'm over the moon for you mount another!
I pinched his arm furiously.
- What you got tonight? huh? it happens to us all because of you!
She turned her head towards me and resumed his cheeky tone.
- Hey, my big? you were voluntary, you have not been forced so stop sulking, everything will be fine!
then pulled his mobile phone, and before you can dial any number, the officer pulled a brusque gesture and yelled.
- No quick call! You're under arrest!
- Hey, my iPod, and I do what I want, as long as I'm not the position.
He raised himself slightly from his seat and securing an angry look.
- Until you find yourself in my car, you will obey me!
then asked us to give our cell phones too. Once his car, agreed to start, we only had a small ten minutes to regain the position.
Upon our entrance, a street girl, a fake blonde, about thirty years ago who tried to remove his hand from that of an officer grabbed him, cried when they saw us.
- Hey, want competition!
- Shut up, Louie! cried the old police officer sitting at home, taking his footprints.
- Hey, you make me evil, and then you're not obliged to emerge all my fingers in the ink, you'll soil my manicured corners, it cost me 5dinars at the beautician.
Then when she saw the disastrous results, with fingers so black.
- Oh damn, you did it on purpose.
Another policeman, a piece of chewing gum, interfered mockingly.
- loulou It does not matter, you will make a new manicure with your next client, before being nabbed by one of our agents.
With a violent gesture, she pulled his hand out a piece of tissue from her purse and went on.
- You print my fingerprints 6months ago, I do not see why you do it again?
- We lost your old folder, so there is bound to repeat the procedure. Then, looking over the official chewing, hey, Hosni, just show him the way to our tea room.
Man, estuary, and the prostitute grabbed his arm to break it and say, pushing before him.
- Come to me, baby!
Once available, the old man, we made gestures with the hand as we approached his office and said after taking his whole time to stare.
- So, how brothel you bump?
- Pardon? cried Ilhem. And
Amira, cried on the nerves.
- Do we not whores? and pointing his finger at the policeman who brought us is the gentleman who brought us here by force!
He raised a doubtful look and said to his colleague.
- What they have done?
- Lack of respect for a police officer and driving while intoxicated. Man
anniversary, drew a small smile and then said.
- Ben is serious charges as girls. then lighting a cigarette, well, if you have a relative you would call now.
Amira, carried away by pride surprising I pushed his shoulder, got before me while talking to the man.
- I'll call Hedi! then, glancing annoying to the other officer, and we'll see!
Once she passed her sudden call, the officer in question at the end of the nerves, grabbed his arm and shouted aggressively.
- Meanwhile, you'll find our tea room.
- No, thank you, I'm not thirsty.
He laughed nervously and whispered.
- is made for people who just do not feel thirsty.
Once the three of us behind bars, Ilhem, who could no longer talk so she burned with anger.
- You've wasted a great opportunity to have an autograph of Inna.
Well, I understand she is angry, I too was there but for the same reason, which was very obvious. As for Amir, it does not let go of the officer's aggressive look, which was kindled when she saw him playing with his iPod.
- Hey, do not touch my iPod!
He smiled and continued to annoy him to play with, without uttering a word. In this cell arrest, we were not alone, but with the prostitute, who was only a piece of chewing gum, then muttered.
- So you bump for Ibrahim?
- What? She quietly and
ria said, crossing his arms.
- Whores of luxury?
Ilhem, unable to endure all these false accusations aggressively cut him short.
- It looks as whores? dirty whore!
- Oh, oh calm down! "I said, holding the arm Ilhem.
Then a cry of joy sprang from the lips of Amira, who approached the bar and says, cheerfully.
- Oh, dear, it happened!
The old fiance, smiled and made a quick hello with the hand and then went to speak to police.
- We will soon get out of this rat hole! cried Amira crossing arms.
The other woman, but we miss his inquisitive murmured in a low voice.
- Hookers and Luxury VIP more!
After about twenty minutes, her fiancé in an elegant gray suit approached us with the policeman who has to chopées Gammart. He drew a smile and then spoke to Amir in a mild tone.
- So my princess? we still doing stupid things?
She smiled and patted her hand and whispered hairy shameful.
- It was not purposely Titi!
- Titi? I said, thinking of saying to myself. So
Ilhem, estuary and went softly whispering to me ear.
- That's it called Hedi. Hedi
? Titi? For me, it was clear that there was no word related to these two names and no possibility of diversion, but hey who knows where we invent nicknames and on what basis?
- Hey, sweetie, if you want an experienced you can contact me! said the prostitute, by being affectionate and making him a glance, you will not regret it!
The policeman intervened in a firm voice.
- Shut up, layla!
Hedi, after his fiancée of a benevolent eye and said.
- Good, Here, this gentleman has been a good man and nice, he is ready to do away with you sweetie if you apologize.
She looked at him coldly for a moment and then tried to tell cons heart. Once he went to fetch the keys for us to open the cell, Amir wondered unconvinced.
- It cost you much?
He smiled and said, lowering his voice, because the officer walked toward us.
- In Nature! two free weekends at my hotel, Hedipalace in July, his wife and children.
- I suspected as much for his kindness! Amira murmured, with a sneer.
Once the door opened, Amira boldly went out and threw himself into the arms of her man, kissing him on the cheek length.
- Thank you my savior!
Hedi, more rational and modest she was, gently relaxed arms of his bride and said, smiling.
- So who were with you in the car?
Without thinking twice she said, grabbing the hand of Hedi.
- Ilhem.
Ilhem, left the cell arrest and exclaimed, eyes wide open.
- Yasmine And? you have forgotten.
She looked at me strangely, for the first time and then said, drawing a false smile.
- Ah yes, Yasmine.
Her fiancé, stared at me a sweet look and said.
- Ilhem I know, but you do not.
I smiled, wanting to introduce myself but Amira was faster and I stole the floor, crying.
- This is a new understanding of Ilhem!
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