Farewell

Farewell
Russia, Moscow. June 2011...
Chopper's engine chirped, deafening everything around. They rode in silence. A fair-haired guy wearing sunglasses, a black leather jacket and jeans drove the motorcycle. He was focused on the road and simultaneously immersed in his thoughts. A young women in a red jacket, black leather trousers and with a small backpack behind her back was sitting behind him. She clasped the motorcyclist tightly around the waist, knowing the manner of his ride. The guy occasionally jumped between the cars. At such moments, the girl, clinging to him lush breasts, even more tightly squeezed his hands on his body. And he liked it.
The motorcycle drove into the parking lot in front of the airport and stopped. For a minute they sat without getting down. Both were silent. She looked at her watch:
- They will soon announce the landing.
The guy with an impenetrable face and looked at the airport building:
- Yeah...
The girl got off the motorcycle and did a couple of exercises, stretching her body, which had grown stiff from the ride. Her short dark-blond hair was slightly tousled by the oncoming wind. She adjusted her hair and the straps of her backpack, which had slipped off. Noticing the tension on the guy's face, the girl ruffled his light hair:
- Come on, Alex, what are you so serious?
He got out of trance, smiled back, drowned out the motorcycle engine and stood up. The couple walked to the door of the terminal. Alex stopped:
- Well, Sasha, it's time to say goodbye.
She turned around:
- Are you sure don't want me to stay with you?
Alex: - The Institute is looking for everyone involved in this incident. After what Andrei has arranged, we'd better hide.
Sasha: - But I still can help you.
Alex: - Don't worry. We will try to knock them off the trail. Take away from the rest of the team.
Sasha: - There are only two of you ...
Alex: - Andrei doesn't get used to, and as for me, at least, it would be interesting.
Sasha: - You both like to show off.
The guy shrugged:
- Oh, yeah.
Sasha: - Don't do anything stupid.
Alex tried to change the subject:
- You haven't forgotten anything? Passport, money, phone?
She shook her head:
- No, everything is in place.
Alex: - Well, good luck.
The girl looked down:
- Good-bye, Alex. I'll be missing of your blue color.
The guy lowered his glasses and looked around in search of cameras:
- For you I can reincarnated to a demon once again, but I'm afraid we'll be spoted by a" big brother".
She smiled back.
- No, no need.
Alex: - As you wish... I even turned blue in some places. Do you want to know which ones?
A mocking smirk slid down his face. The girl squinted her eyes:
- You're incorrigible.
She already turned away to leave, as she felt a slight slap on her butt.
Alex: - See you soon! ...Commander.
She turned sharply, swung for a savory punch, but the fist along the way lost its entire force and sadly rested against the satellite's left shoulder. Her hand was shook:
- You... It's the first time when you called me... a commander.
Alex looked at her a little puzzled:
- Umm... Did I do something wrong again?
Sasha, no longer holding back, rushed towards him and, burying her nose in the guy's jacket, burst into tears. She was trembling all over. Alex, hug her, calmly stroked her head:
- Well-well, don't worry so much.
Through the tears the girl squeezed:
- Don't dare to die! Promise me?
Alex: - I'll try.
He remained, watching her through the airport building. Already at the very door she turned for the last time. Alex brought his right fist to his heart, knocked a couple of times and sent it to her side. Tears appeared in Sasha's blue eyes again. She wiped her tear-stained eyes, forced a smile, and waved back.
"Take care of yourself, guys...", - she repeated to herself.
The terminal doors closed.
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Alex for a while just sat on a motorcycle, waiting for the take-off of her aircraft. The flying machine picked up the course, pulled away from the ground and soared into the sky.
Alex: - Well, that's all...
He sighed. Then he took out his cell phone, tapped the screen a few times, and put it to his ear.
Alex: - Andrei... That's it. Only we are left. You can declare war.
A cheerful voice came from the phone:
- Good news bro! It's time to FIRE UP, bro!
==Remark==
This text was written in 24 May 2018, translated to english in 1 June 2018.
I translated by myself. So I apologize for any grammatical errors.
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