''Now go to bed, dear, and have a rest... I see you are tired sitting in front of the PC. My shift is over; I will not be on the net tomorrow, I will come on Friday, and we shall speak...'' Most of all she hated to hear these words ''go to bed'', ''NO OO''-she thought. ’’He is leaving.’’
She felt some pain in the throat, spasm; it squeezed her throat and then crept slowly into the heart touched all parts of it and stayed there. Tears were ready to run, but she kept them and closed the eyes. He is leaving…’' She tried to be calm, not to express anxiety:’’ok, bye. See you.’’ Then suddenly she guessed he could really log off…’’ No, please… please stay for some minutes, just for some minutes…’’ ‘’Ok, I will stay for 5 minutes, ok…’’ And, she is happy again, another 5 minutes, can't speak, just is glad he is on, but she knows he will log off soon, and she can't see him the for ages… the whole night, then the other day, the night again… Till Friday morning. She feels Friday will never come for her, so many hours till Friday, what will be with her, how can she bear it?! ‘’If you don’t speak, I will leave, dear, you should have a rest, its night already’’ he says.
‘’Why?? Why can't he stay??’’ She feels shy to ask him, she knows he can't stay more, he has to go home, he should have a rest, he should have a sleep. He had a night shift. It must be hard for him to serve in another country, a long way from his family, he works so much… I will be looking forward, please don’t be late at work on Friday… Dear, I love you so much, you… you don’t know how much, you can't know how much…’’ Tears… when she speaks about her feeling she can't help her eyes to be wet. She is signing out, turning off the computer, she is really sleepy, but she knows she can't sleep, so many emotions… This love… It has come to her suddenly, it captured all of her, all her being, she is just 16, never has been in love before, she couldn’t imagine it could come to her one day, and come in such a strange way… virtual love…
She doesn’t know she is happy or unhappy, she can't realize this the only thing she knows is to chat with him, to ‘’see’’ him all the time, always, day and night… What is happening to her? Sometimes she feels shy when mother asks her what’s wrong with her. All know about her feeling… Do they notice? See the changes in her? Is she changed? My god! When will Friday come?!
In bed, she is hugging Teddy bear and is crying again. Why? She doesn’t know. Just tears are running… Does he love me? Does he? He says yes, he loves, Is he frank? What does she mean to him? He is not so much talkative, he is reserved enough, how much she needs him now… Is he sleeping? Already? Maybe he can't sleep, maybe he thinks of her, now… at this moment? Oh!… it is still dark… Time is passing so slowly… I love you, dear… She is whispering… I love you… I love you… She doesn’t want this other day, the day without him, it will be empty, and how can she fill it? How? How?
Thursday morning. ’’Sweetie. It's time to get up. You will be late for school.’’ Its mother’s voice. My god! School! She doesn’t want to go there. She can't understand what the teachers demand from her, sometimes she even can't hear them, he is always with her, in her mind, in her heart. The day is so long. When will it finish? She wants all to leave her alone, she wants nobody to interfere her in her dreams, just maybe birds, when she goes to school, she always notices them in the trees, when they are singing it seems like they are whispering words of love to each other. ‘’ I am in love. I love him… oh… how is it possible?’’
Thursday evening with the family. She pretends to do the homework, doesn’t want to answer any questions… it's 7 o’clock, 8…9… and the night, such a long night. She will imagine him the whole night, she will be recollecting all they were speaking about, any little thing seems to be important for her. The future doesn’t seem important, only present means something to her, only the time she is on net and chats with him… He will come in the morning. Will he tell her he was missing her? She has to tell him so much! Maybe tomorrow she can express her feeling, maybe he can understand how deeply she adores him… The night. She can't sleep, she is helpless against the TIME… In the morning she is falling asleep, still whispering words of love. It's a short nap… Me God! She is late! He will be offended! She is jumping out of the bed… hurrying to the computer… Now, Now she will be ‘’see’’ him. God! Why is messenger opening so slowly? And… It opened at last. No! He is not on the net! Just the message from him. She can hardly read. ’’My angel. I forgot to tell you, today is Friday; I have to go to the mosque and can’t be on the net. Sorry’’