Zoya tried to hold her temper and said, "Of course I have to pay the rest of the money for you. I've told you that I have to buy this apartment by myself and I don't want someone else to buy it for me. Now I'll pay you a part of it..."
Ragib threw her machine away.
"What are you doing!" Ragib hurriedly ran over to pick it up. "This thing is still useful to me!"
"I'm telling you, don't do this with me." Ragib leaned back on the sofa like an old uncle. "Do you think that you can dissociate yourself from me just because you've returned the money to me? We're getting engaged and having sex. You won't be able to distance yourself from me in the future."
Looking at the broken machine, Zoya blew up again. "But I don't feel comfortable to use a man's money. Besides, it's mine. Why do you have to smash it?"
