Prophet – Page 87

 

NATHAN (whispers)

I missed you…

 

At first, she doesn't respond, but gradually the embrace becomes passionate and the kisses intensify.

 

IRIS (while kissing him)

Hug me, Nathan. Hug me.

 

Their hug turns fervent. One of his hands embraces her tightly while the other explores her body and caresses her shirt, lingering on one of her nipples, as his tongue seeks hers. Their breaths grow heavy. Suddenly, a key rattles in the door, and Iris recoils as if bitten by a snake, pushing the surprised Nathan away. A second later, with Nathan and Iris still flushed, Yishai bursts into the living room, blood on his forehead, and his knee swollen and red. Iris stands up in shock to meet him.

 

IRIS

What happened, sweetheart?

 

YISHAI (crying)

The kids beat me up. They called me the prophet and threw stones at me. They keep bothering me every day.

 

Iris hugs her son tightly.

 

IRIS

Come, let's go to the bathroom. We'll wash and clean the wounds.

 

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