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“So” she started very tentatively, “I grew up in Hamburg. School, Kindergarten, well you already know. After school I started studying, which unfortunately I can no longer continue. I lived with mine until yesterday Father, who could call a small textile operation in Hamburg, at least I thought that.
The day before yesterday then suddenly appeared out of nothing this Arab appeared with us. It was around 16 afternoon.00 a.m. I and Dadi were sitting together during coffee, because I have a semester break, and was not in Berlin at the university. Today I wish that I would rather not have had these semester break.
So the doorbell rang and my father went open.
Back he came back with a face in which there was no sign of a joy of reunion. He introduced me to this Arab with Achmed, and said that they would both know each other for a few years and that they were very good friends. But as I said under a greeting among friends, I imagine something else. We drank coffee together after Vati had put on a set for our guest.
After the coffee, Dad said to me that he had to talk to our guest about important shops.
So I left the room and actually wanted to go to my room that I still had in my parents’ house. But instead went into the kitchen and washed off the coffee harness. When I was done I came on the way to my room on the door to Living room over and heard my fathers discussed loudly, which I actually didn’t know from him, because he was a very calmer and considered person. I sat on the chair in the corridor that stood in front of the phone table and listened something.
In the course of the two conversation of the two, I slowly got with that my father had borrowed from this Achmed 2.5 million marks, and that the repayment was now due. But I also knew that there were only about one hundred thousand marks on the business account, because I always had the books for my father at the weekend. The bookkeeping was always a red cloth. He himself had never mentioned that the company was once a bad thing and that he had borrowed money for it.
The two talked to each other a little, but finally did not come to any result. I wanted to see what was going on in the living room. So I briefly went into the kitchen and put on new coffee. When this was finished I put everything on a tray and went into the living room.
When I opened the door, I was startled to find that my father had aged for the past 2 hours.
There were clear traces of despair in his face. The Arab was sitting in his armchair with folded hands and you could also see that he was in the position of the winner. There was a satisfied expression on his face. I asked, as if I didn’t know what it was about, whether I could be able to strengthen a coffee.
What both acknowledged with their thanks. Then I asked my father if everything was in the lot, which he also affirmed and left the room again. I then sneak back into the corridor and sat back on the chair. There was no sound to be heard for about 15 minutes.
Then the Arab raised the voice and said to my father that he was sorry for the circumstances, but that nothing would be changed in the facts. Then he pushed for an explanation of how my father wanted to pay his debts with him within a week. I heard my father defeated answers that he had no solution to the problem. Then remain silent for a long time.
The Arab started to speak again and let my father know that he could suggest a way out. My father wanted to know what he had to do.
The Arab told my father that he could have seen me and could imagine that in a contract I could owe to my father in a contract for two years. My father got a little louder and asked the Arab what he thinks of such a suggestion, and that he was not to be accepted anyway. Then he still pointed out that I would be in the middle of a degree and that should also end this.
The Arab said that my father should have me decided whether I would not accept this offer. With a very loud “no”, the topic was ended for my father. The Arab said that he would have no choice but to sell the company so that he could pay the debts. It was a terrible calm in the living room.
I knew that the company was my father’s life. He spent his whole life in this and it would be very difficult for him to sell the company. Suddenly I heard my father say that he would sell the company and that money would be tangible until Friday. With one sentence I stood on the wing room door, Rfß up and said, “No you can’t do that dad!”” Sorry but I heard the whole conversation with.
I will work for this gentleman for 2 years.
What are two years, I can continue to study afterwards and end my conclusion. Let me help you now, because you were always there for me. I am determined to work for this gentleman for two years if he contractually ensure that his demands are met with it.”” No girls I don’t want that, “replied my father.
Now we got into a fight, but I won at the end of the discussion and my father gave me his consent. The Arab said with a smile on the face that everything was now cleared and that he would come back in two hours with the corresponding contracts.
Then he said goodbye and left our house. My fathers tried to talk me out for quite a while that I would go into a contract with this Achmed, but I stayed with my decision.
After about an hour and 30 minutes the Arab returned with a lady in clothing. He introduced my father and me, the woman with Anita. The two entered the house with a very large box.
My father wanted to know what the box was all about, but this Achmed said that you would get to do this later. We, all four, went back to our living room. Achmed sat down again in one the armchair, However, his accompaniment stopped next to the door, even when I offered her an armchair. He put an arch paper on the table and advised us to read it.
It stood that after a period of two years in his service, my father’s guilt would have paid. Furthermore, he and his company would not have any further claims against my father and his company. It was also to be read that I still had to compete with him today. His signature was already on paper. Only the mine was missing.
I wanted to sign when my father stopped me. And he asked Achmed what I had to do with him. The Arab inquired about my studies and I explained that I would study architecture in Berlin. Then he asked if I would be familiar with technical drawings and how it would be given the drawing of such projects themselves.
I meant that I have no problems with it. With the answer he was visibly at peace.
Then he said that he would have a contract especially for me in which my tasks would be regulated. There were also the exact contract term there and also the guarantees that he would take over for me. He handed me a whole bundle of papers and continued to talk to my father.
This time the tone of the Arab was as friendly as if nothing had happened. I read the papers that he had given me for a while and thought after reading some clauses, as they were in any other employment contract that would be unimportant. After all, it was not about a payment that I would receive, but only about working through my father’s debt. So I briefly signed, and I thought that two years wouldn’t be so long.
When I had signed, after leaving a copy, he quickly put this contract into the pocket of his arrival.
He gave the woman at the door and she brought the box and put it in front of mine Feet. He said to me that in the box would be clothing that I would have to wear from today. Unfortunately, he had to go now because a few appointments would still be done and he would pick me up here in 3-4 hours. If I had the clothing questions, I could contact the lady, he referred to the woman who was now standing next to the door again.
You will stay here until he would come back. I should read my contract very carefully in any doubts and take a close consideration. With these words he left our house.
I just looked at my father questioningly and opened the box. The content was wrapped in a blue silk towel.
I hit it and my eyes grew the more, the more I recognized. Then I lifted things out of the box with one hand. “But that cannot be meant seriously from this Achmed, which woman does such things lie on the body? I actually thought that the Middle Ages was overcome in the east.“The woman came up to me, who had so far been completely participating in the door. In her hands she held a little piece of paper on which I was to read that I should definitely read my employment contract again.
When I was finished reading, she returned to the door without speaking a word and froze back there.
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