With a feeling of anger and helplessness, he pounded his fists on the steering wheel, feeling frustration rise up inside him. He yearned for it for many years but to no avail. She was missing once again. His disappearance was a heavy blow to his nerves. She used to disappear in such a way that she didn't call to meet again. He took a deep breath in an effort to calm his nerves. The speed of the car was slow, but he was angry that he was not taking the name of slowing down. Along with anger, helplessness and uncertainty were still present, which were pushing him to the throne.
By increasing the foot pressure on the accelerator, he once again increased the speed of the vehicle. The sound of the car's engine roaring in the empty street. He still couldn't believe that she would tell him such
