After eating, I immediately went to their room, Azam. Before I got there, Antonie was standing in front of the door of the room. "This?" he pointed at the door with a strange style of speech. I nodded. He was right. I sometimes envy him. He acts as if there is no burden in life that he carries, always behaves cheerful and full of enthusiasm.
I knocked on the door before opening it. Azam looked at me intently as I entered with Antonie behind me. He motioned for us to sit on a large chair with a bearskin rug underneath. I was a little scared at first because of the open mouth of the bear with the teeth still complete until Antonie grabbed my hand and made me sit next to him.
