Gentleman Dignity
Chapters 1.1

The Red Umbrella (Nicholas Geoff)

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Very cold air blew through Nicholas' thick coat. The rain was not as strong as yesterday. But enough to hold Nicholas in shade in a cafe filled with people sheltering from the rain as well.

With a cup of espresso Nicholas looked at the rain through the window. Nicholas regretted not bringing the car.

Every Friday night is his routine for family dinners. Chris picked her up and took her on a train. Nicholas feels ridiculous now. She realized she should not follow her brother's advice.

As usual on every Friday night, their ears were hot hearing their mother's nagging about getting married. Their father was quiet, so he didn't talk too much. Just respond to the party when Madame Geoff asks for an opinion.

Chris runs away under the pretext of having work to do. Nicholas thinks it's just an excuse. Shortly after Chris left Nicholas also said goodbye to his parents. For work reasons too. I don't know since when the two of them don't feel at home linger in their parents' house.

When spending his espresso, he remembered if not far from where there is now a mini market. 'If I could run there I might be able to get an umbrella, ' George thought. The bus stop is one block away. And running there - under the rain - is not a good idea.

Nicholas began to walk quickly through the rows of shops as much as possible to avoid the rain. Until the mini market Nicholas is grateful there are still umbrellas there, there are two, one is dark red, and one is pink.

Nicholas chose the color red, because pink was too embarrassing. A woman grabbed her pink umbrella.

This woman had a height that was probably only up to George's chest. She has a rather large body, wears an office suit, a piece of pastel-colored skirt and kemera soft pink, her shoes are pink, even her hair is pink. Everything looks pink in George's eyes.

Nicholas tried to ignore this pinky walk and began queuing at the cashier to pay. The pink lady was in front of him. Nicholas could see the top of his head. The queue here is very long. The pink lady was already in front of the cashier and waiting for her groceries to be counted. And their automatic calculating machine suddenly didn't work. Cashiers and technicians were trying to repair when a pregnant woman pushed the door down while shivering.

“Sorry Sir, you still have an umbrella?”

The woman spoke with her teeth held together, her clothes soaking wet. He must have fought through the rain. His stomach was huge, with a stomach that big, where perhaps he could run away from the rain.

“Our stok is up Madam. They've bought it. “

The shopkeeper pointed at Nicholas and the pink. And either the feelings or everyone was looking at George. Their gazes were judgmental and that made Nicholas uncomfortable.

Nicholas knows what's on their minds. They expect Nicholas to do something. Offering her umbrella to this pregnant woman.

'And why did they only look at me when there was another creature holding an umbrella?' george thought, as much as he could not roll his eyes at this moment.

Of course they all wish Nicholas was Gentleman. The pink one will open his mouth. And because Nicholas isn't someone who's comfortable on the stamp as a selfish, impolite man. Nicholas precedes him. There is still a possibility that the pregnant woman refused George's offer.

“You can wear this umbrella Mistress.” Nicholas said it in the deepest voice. Nicholas doesn't even remember where he learned how to talk that way.

“Really? Thank you Mr.” Unexpectedly, Nicholas' offer was immediately accepted by him. Nicholas could only complain in his heart. Well, maybe this isn't a good day.

Nicholas had already turned to walk into an automatic cigarette box to buy cigarettes. When she heard the pregnant woman wanted to exchange her umbrella for pink, it belonged to the pinky. Laughter he could still hear. And Nicholas could only endure his agony with his tight lips.

Nicholas is standing in front of a mini market while smoking. 'I should have just run to the bus stop.' lamented Nicholas in my heart.

Nicholas looked down and saw the pretty pink shoes. Nicholas frowned for a moment before looking up. Her eyes were immediately faced with a round and beautiful face. Pinky's brown eyes glistened at him. She smiled with her tiny, full pink lips. Well by far the pink color that Nicholas likes most of all the pink attached to this woman's body is the part of her lips. And Nicholas is grateful he's wearing his coat. And his coat was brown instead of pink which hurt Nicholas' eyes again.

“Sorry, sir if your destination is to the bus stop. I think we can share an umbrella. Let's just say this is a gift for your good to the Madam earlier.” He was still smiling while saying that sentence.

If only he had known what swearing was in Nicholas' heart. But once again Nicholas would not be successful in business if he did not have the smile of diplomacy as he is publishing now.

“If you don't mind.”

Pinky shook her head for a moment. “Not at all.”

“Then let me hold her umbrella for you.”

The woman smiled again at Nicholas as she thrust out a red umbrella. Nicholas threw away the cigarette butts and opened the umbrella.

'There are so many rules of being a man that are never taught but we all do.' a light sigh blows from George's nose.

Nicholas was really all his might not sigh tiredly. Men must walk on the outside side if they walk hand in hand with women. And Nicholas did. If it is paddling, then the man should hold his umbrella and lean more to the woman. And Nicholas did. Men should follow the steps of women. Nicholas did it too.

This was completely useless, Nicholas' left shoulder was wet because of this small umbrella. This woman walked slowly, probably because of her high heels.

'Why do women like to wear such troublesome things.' Nicholas thought he still felt annoyed.

At the stop they met the pregnant woman again, she waved and smiled. He approached Nicholas and the pinky with enough vigor, making Nicholas grimace that he slipped.

“I know it” she exclaims rather loudly. “ Red thread binds people to match.” Nicholas frowned digesting his words.

“There is no red thread here Madam, there is only a red umbrella.” Nicholas tried to respond to this humor.

“ Umbrella or yarn as long as it is red. It's the same. Trust me it's fate.” cerocos pregnant woman it.

Nicholas did not respond to that sentence. The pregnant woman looked at Nicholas with sparkling eyes, while the pink somehow all her face also became pink.

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