"And that's the whole story!" she said with a sigh.
Melda, intrigued, replied, "And you who wanted to believe in miracles, here it is knocking at your door for once. Maybe if you had accepted earlier that miracles exist, your life would be easier. I imagine all your wishes could have come true."
Elsa nodded, "That's what I think too. But I should have wished for a bag full of money instead, right? Do you think that could come true too?"
"You needed to see reality! I can't believe you're really married," Melda responded with a skeptical look.
"Me neither!" exclaimed Elsa. "But the rich life is really crazy! I even wonder if I'll get used to all this? The father is a bit unsettling, you know?"
Melda smiled at her to reassure her: "You'll manage! You adapt to all sorts of things so easily, so I think yes."
Elsa sighed, full of hope. "I really hope so! I don't want misfortune to knock on my door again and destroy everything."
"But it seems luck has smiled upon you a bit, right? You don't have to worry!" Melda said encouragingly.
"I don't know... it's too early to say, right?" Elsa replied with a shrug.
Melda thought for a moment before saying, "That's true. I wish mine would come one day too!"
"Oh, that's right! You wanted to move, didn't you?" Elsa asked curiously.
"Yes, but now that I'm broke, I'll have to save up again for that," Melda admitted.
With a smile, Elsa declared, "Not if I'm your guardian angel! I have something for you!"
Intrigued, Melda asked, "And what is it?"
Elsa handed her a bill saying, "Here, you can take this!"
Melda's eyes widened: "What? Are you crazy? And what will you do if...?"
"I was given it, okay? I just withdrew some cash from the card so it wouldn't hurt anyone. And since I need to use it to pay my debts, then it's done. I'm not doing anything wrong!" Elsa explained confidently.
"You act like it's your own money. You seem to be getting used to it already!" Melda observed with amusement.
"Really? Then take this and find yourself a house away from your aunt," Elsa suggested enthusiastically.
Melda hesitated: "I haven't said I'm going to accept yet. But why should I accept this again?"
With determination, Elsa replied: "You helped me so much in my situation, didn't you? You gave me all your savings to help me and now it's my turn to do it so take it and leave that horrible house you're living in. Your aunt will end up killing you if you stay there much longer."
Melda sighed deeply before giving in: "Alright then, but for now keep it on you."
"Why? I hope this isn't an excuse to refuse my offer?" Elsa worried.
"I need to find my apartment first and then I'll take it. I don't want that crazy woman rummaging through my stuff and calling me a thief for taking my money," Melda replied cautiously.
"You're right! But as soon as you find one, let me know okay?" Elsa insisted.
"Promise! But is he aware of your situation?" Melda asked curiously.
Elsa thought for a moment before saying: "Not yet but well. Tomorrow is Sunday, right?"
"And so?" Melda questioned.
Sure! Here's the translation in English:
With a knowing wink, Elsa suggested, "What if we went together to look for your new apartment, you and me?"
Melda hesitated again, "But doesn't that bother you?"
"Not at all! Besides, I'm leaving for my honeymoon the day after, so we might as well spend some time together," Elsa replied with a smile.
Melda also began to smile, "Honeymoon? What about the hospital then?"
Elsa assured her, "That's already taken care of, so no problem! So what do you say?"
With enthusiasm, Melda nodded, "Sounds good to me!"
Elsa stood up saying, "Alright! I need to get back to the hospital now. See you tomorrow?"
"Yes, see you tomorrow!" Melda concluded with a light heart.