Yahya had a pretty long day at work that stretched from 6am till 7pm during which he ate a lot of food (an important detail to keep in mind for later) and caught himself a fever. He didn't see the latter coming, and he was literally gasping for life, but he had an appointment with his friends to see a movie at the cinema he didn't want to miss, so he bit on his lips, gathered what he had left of energy, and attended the movie.
He saw the movie and he ate a medium-sized popcorn basket, a medium pepsi cup and half a Pringles tube which he followed by a long loud BURRRRRP. As nature postulates, he felt some strange reactions happening in his stomach and he had to hold their consequences until he leaves the movie in respect to those who're watching; otherwise, he'd be waging an undesired chemical war on their noses.
So he finished with the movie and went to the toilet for a piss. He released- let's say- half of what he had of gases in his stomach. The reactions didn't stop, though, and they kept only getting stronger, creating even more gases. Very smelly ones too.
He walked with his friends to the bus station and he was smart about this. He kept releasing the radioactivity from his bumhole in small rations only when (a) there was breeze, (b) they were on the move, and (c) when they were chatting so in case the fart had an acoustic aspect to it, no one would hear it.
After long secretive struggle, he managed to reach the bus station without revealing his dark business. He parted ways with his friends and was then waiting for the bus.
During his wait, he had to move around the bus station doing the same thing to deliver himself from the pain even for a small amount of time.
A few minutes had gone by and the bus finally came, he mounted it, an awkward chuckle and "Hi" to someone he barely knows, the bus stopped at the desired station and he finally got off.
Yahya, being in hurry to dispose all of what's undigested in his stomach at the toilet of the dorm, didn't notice that there was a bus which was getting ready to pull over after the one he had just got off from (another important detail).
He made his way to the end of the pavement of the street and he had to wait for the lights to turn green. He looked to the right and looked to the left and there was no one near him. The breeze was still and he figured that rules are made to be broken, so releasing a fart now won't really harm anyone.
"Yup. This is my chance," he thought. "It's now or never". And with the gases as his brush, he drew an invisible masterpiece only his nose could smell. It took him a few seconds to finish drawing it. And it was a silent bomb. After he was done, a group of girls who got off from the second bus, which he didn't see, came and stood right behind him.
"Wherefrom did they come out? Well, fuck my life" he realized. He was mad. Not because he will be seen as a dirty motherfucker who farts wherever he goes, but because he's never been busted farting before, and if they figure it out, his ultimate streak will be finally broken.
The group of girls were chatting stuff in Hungarian but after they stopped behind him, one of them said, "Azta kurva... Ki....?" (Holly shit. Who's (probably in the lines of "who did it?").
The other one said, "Úr istenem..." (Oh my God...).
".....baszd meg..." (... Oh fuck....) another one exclaimed. This made Yahya smirk evilishly like Grinch from Home Alone movie.
And then they kept chatting for a little while about who did it and how awful it was and for the poor Yahya, the few minutes waiting for the light seemed like forever. After a while, one of them moved away and said to the rest, "Gyertek lányok". (come here girls).
And a few seconds later, the light finally turned into green and Yahya raced them to the other side of the road. After he crossed the street, one of the girls approached him and said smth in Hungarian he couldn't quite catch, and for the first time, he felt grateful that he doesn't understand what's being said to him. But one could guess that she didn't really sound that happy.
He replied with a rude, "What? I don't speak Hungarian", and then sped up his his pace to catch the next bus- all the while releasing more gases, polluting the environment.
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