My city: the tragedy of one family. Дмитрий Георгиевич Боррони

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to pay any attention to them.

      Somehow time she saw the husband on the presentation of his new project. There she got acquainted Larisa, the junior trainee of her husband. She did not know that Vera was Roman's wife, they got to talking, and Vera told Larisa about the affair with Roman. The truth it called it laskatelno − Romik. As alcoholic drink, rum. Agree, the pet name is better and you will not think up. She told that, they are familiar about half a year, during this time they approached, she became pregnant, and now is in situation and in nine months waits for addition. She was happy, her face sparkled with happiness. She expected a baby as I understand, the firstborn.

      − I understood it. I understood also Roman. He all the life wanted children, but I could not present him them. I can never have children. I asked about Roman, I wanted to know that she knows about him? She answered that it works together with it, at one enterprise and in one department. Having met Roman, it found happiness, she receives from life all that it can give it. Larisa also added that Roman prior to a meeting with it was unfortunate. He said that he married in youth and now is sorry about it.

      Vera was interested in this phrase, she wanted to know why Roman is unfortunate?

      Really only because Larisa could not give it that he wanted − children. She offered adoption, but obviously Roman was from those men who wanted continuation by some kind of, seed, but not the stranger. It, of course, could go for adoption, but only when its seed gives the sprouts, the children. Their Vera could not give it.

      She told that Roman was unfortunate because he did not love the wife. He in general married by mistake. Who knows why he married? He can hoped that it will give it that he wants the son or the daughter? He can hoped that sometime he nevertheless will fall in love with it, and they will begin to live in harmony and consent? But Vera of the hall that their marriage was predetermined from the very beginning. The matter is that they though were reduced on acquaintance, except the confidential relations they any more than nothing to each other tested. He did not love it, and having learned that it is fruitless, to it became cold. Only one warmed his heart: he nevertheless benefited from this marriage. The dowry which he received was sense of this marriage of convenience.

      Larisa asked Vera:

      − Really you never guessed what he did not love you?

      − Of course guessed, – Vera answered, – but I hoped that my assumption − is only my imaginations. Unfortunately, I was mistaken, – with grief she told and added: − He never loved me.

      On her heart the stone lay, she could not believe in what the husband changes it. – I for it everything, and it … − started howling it. – It − cable. Would tell that does not want to live with me any more, I would release it. – Wiping tears a scarf, it continued. – And it, cattle! Changed me? And with whom? Some stupid person! Yes without tears you will not look at it. How did he covet such?

      I as could, calmed Vera. It was in a hysterics, it is even possible to tell that it had a fit of hysteria. I wanted to tell something to it, something like that that would calm her. But in the head of me there were no acceptable thoughts. In mind only one that it changed it only because it could not conceive the child span. Other thought just was not. I told:

      − I understand your state, but you have to get it together and calm down.

      − Yes, – Vera answered, – of course. – Wiping tears a kerchief, she told: – I am a pokoyna. – She told this word, "pokoyn" and, having removed a handkerchief, she continued. − Larisa told me how they got acquainted.

      To it this story was told by Larisa therefore I will write it without any additions of the facts, the story-teller's invention. So, we will begin.

      "Somehow time Larisa came back from study. On the street there was a late spring, soon summer. Larisa, having left work, went to the subway. It reached to the Komsomol station and, having gone out of the subway, passed to ticket offices of the Kazan station. Having bought the ticket to the fifth zone, having passed through turnstiles, climbed steps on the platform; having got into the electric train, she noticed that one pleasant and attractive guy out of the corner of the eye watches it. She did not attach it any significance, just sat at a window and read something. I cannot tell that? But it was by the form possible to tell what she read with pleasure, not just read, and became engrossed in reading of this work. Soon the electric train drove off from the platform of the station, and the woman left, having left the man of one, to wait for the electric train. However, one may say, that this electric train reached to the place of its appointment too. Why he did not sit down on it? It is unclear. Perhaps thought of something, and can just decided not to go by electric train where it is full of the people. Other electric train stood nearby, and it was rather empty and departed in five minutes after this. There passed week. Somehow in one of Fridays the same woman went to Moscow. After long working week today's holiday day was fine! All seemed joyful and beautiful around. Today to institute it went, as to a holiday. However, and study per se was not. Party of colleagues. In the electric train there were a lot of people, all hurried on the affairs. Larisa stood in the platform of the car. In the car there was no place in order that it was possible to sit down there. She looked out of the train door window, heard behind herself a voice. He took an interest what such beautiful girl does here, in the platform of the electric train, but does not go to salon as all others?

      − There there is no place, – she answered. – And I do not like to be pushed.

      The man looked in inside of the car. There all sat, there was no empty seat.

      − it is valid, – the man agreed, – there is no empty seat.

      Larisa told:

      − Here you see, I appeared the rights. In the car there is no place.

      − Nothing, – the man encouraged her. – No matter, is in inside of the car of the place or they are absent. – He looked in her eyes and told it a complement. – You such beautiful! As I saw you, at once decided to get acquainted with you.

      Having heard these words, the woman was confused.

      − That you? I am beautiful? You confused me.

      − Yes. – it continued, – you are pleasant to me. – Then it was presented. − My name is Roman, and you?

      − Larisa.

      − It is very pleasant.

      − to Me too".

      − Here so they got acquainted, – the Belief continued the story. – Of course, I could exaggerate something, but I do not want it. Both was, and was.

      I listened to her story and thought that this woman perhaps should be uttered only and all. To dump pood from soul and from heart. To alleviate suffering of the mental anguish. I listened carefully to it, and here she told what was then.

      − It to it attracted. That day she did not go to institute, she spent time with it. "− Ya I remember, – Larisa said to me, – then I said to girls that I met the guy. They asked me on it all: what does? where does work? whether was at me with it or not? Generally, about everything. – Then she told me: – It was kind and tender with me, drove me in theaters, restaurants, and then I after the termination of institute went to work".

      − It was attached to it, as the junior trainee. "− Eto there was, probably, just a destiny! – she spoke to me. – Now I could see it round the clock. As you understand, he began to find for me more time, than usually, and one day I invited him to myself".

      The belief made a long long pause. It was difficult to it to speak about it.

      − As you understand, from this minute I lost it. She became pregnant from it.

      Having listened to her, I analysed all situation, asked:

      − you are sure, Roman's child?

      The belief for a second thought. She understood what I meant. There are many cases when wives deceive husbands, saying to them that he is the child's father, but not his friend.

      − I do not know, – Vera made a helpless gesture. – Larisa claims, it. – Then she added. – It does not awake to do any paternity


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