- C yintoni oyenayo?
- ndiziva! Ndayiphakamisa isandla sam esandleni sam ndaza ndigubha. "Uyabona ... akafuni mna."
"Kwenzeka ntoni na?" Ngendlela yokuphepha isondo?
- Ewe. Asizange sibe nazo ezinyangeni ezimbalwa ... Kodwa senza uthando cishe malunga nosuku.
"Ewe, le ndoda idiniwe," uNataliya waphetha. "Kutheni uziphosa?" Akayena umlenze-energizer!
"Yaye ukuba ingakhathali, kodwa u-Yuri uyeke ukundithanda?" Ukhangele ntoni? Ngaba oku kwenzeka?
"Eyona nto, kodwa-oh ..." UNatasha wayenqikaza, echukumisa iminwe yakhe ecingeni. - Kuthekani ukuba uyondla uYurchik kakhulu ebusuku? Kakade, ukuKhanya! Yaye ngubani olala naye ukuba afune ukuzingela isisu esipheleleyo? Kuya kuba njengomgqomo - kunye ne-bainki.
"Kodwa ndandisoloko ndondla ngaloo ndlela." Kwada kwangoku yonke into ilungile!
- Mhlawumbi ingxaki kukuba usebenza kunye? - iqhube phambili inguqulelo entsha kaNatka. "Ndawonye eofisini, uya ekhaya kunye, ulale kunye kwaye uvuke kunye ... Kuninzi kunye, uyazi?" Mhlawumbi, uEureka waqalisa ukucinezela oku. Ngaba ubukho bam? " Kutheni?
- Ngentloko! Ngoku uya kuba yimini yonke into enye?
- Into efanayo? Mhlawumbi akunjalo.
"Kungenxa yoko akafuni ukulala naye!" Indoda eyanelisayo. Kwenzeka.
"Ndiya kwenza ntoni na?" Ndabubula.
"Ewe, andazi." Zama kwakhona ukuthanda naye. Ngendlela yokukhohlisa.
"Umyeni wakho?" Sawubona!
"Musa ukuphazamisa, nceda." Kungcono uphulaphule into omele uyenze. Okokuqala uzama ukutshintsha kakhulu umfanekiso. Umzekelo, zikhumbule kwi-blonde. Ngokombono wam, uya kuhamba!
- Ndiyabonga, ucebise! UYurok akakwazi ukumelana nama-blondes!
"Ngaba uqinisekile?" - U-Nate waqhawula ngokudideka. - andizange ndibone ...
"Uthini na loo nto?"
- Nento yokuba undiphatha ngokugqibeleleyo. Okanye, ngoluvo lwakho, ngaba le nto inkohliso?
"Hayi," ndayigubha intloko yam. "Kodwa oko akuthethi ukuba uya kuthanda ukuba ndiba ngumlenze."
"Ukuba awufuni, musa!" Ewe, nqumula iinwele zakho.
"Ulahlekelwe ingqondo yakho?" Ndikhulile kakhulu inwele zam. Hayi, oku kukhethwa ngaphandle! Kwaye nantoni na, konke oku kungenangqondo.
"Yintoni na?" UNatka wabuza. - Ewe, konke! Ndayifaka ikhofi yam ebandayo. - Ukuba umntu ulele ekuthandeni nawe, akukho tricks kuya kunceda. Inkqubo ayinakuphikiswa, uyaqonda?
- Ngoko ke, ukuba awuyithandi. Futhi uYurka uyakuthanda. Ndiqinisekile. Uyazi, ndinobuchule obuhle kakhulu, ngoko musa ukuphikisana nam. Kungcono ukucinga malunga nendlela yokukhupha iYurchik.
- Enye into! Ndikufundise, ukuba oku kuluqili.
- Ewe, lula! Isiqalo sokuqala: ukuba ufuna isondo, ungamondli loo mntu kwindawo yokulahla. Yilungiselela ukukhanya, umzekelo, isaladi engaqhelekanga kunye ne-salmon ene-lemon kwi-grill. Nangona i-sushi nayo ifanelekile. Okwesibini: thola i-poskusualnee ... Isiketi esifutshane, i-blouson evulekileyo, izitotyi ezinqabeni ze-elastic ... Ngokuqhelekileyo, bonise ingcamango!
"Kakade, ndiyakwazi, kodwa andiyikuyibona loo nto," ndaqala, kodwa uNatka wayeyichitha le nto:
"Unelungelo lokufunda." Phuza ikofi, kwaye waya kwintengiso. Ndabona iimpahla ezintle apho. IYurka iya kuyayixabisa.
Ndiyabonga ... kwaye mhlawumbi elinye ixesha? "
Akukho nanye ixesha! Wavuma umhlobo. "Unelungelo lokulinda inceba kwendalo, Svetka!" Siza kuthatha yonke into ebomini kuze kube namhlanje! "Kulungile, ngokwakho," ndadabuka ngothuka. "Masihambe ..."
Ngomso ndaqalisa ukuphumeza isicwangciso esasilungile ... Kwangathi malunga nesithandathu ngokuhlwa, xa kwakunabaklayenti ambalwa, u-Yuriku wathi ndineentloko kwaye ndishiya umsebenzi wam. Kwaye emva kweeyure ezimbalwa umyeni wam efika ekhaya, ndadibana naye emnyango kwelinye lamasubo angaphantsi. UYura wathatha oku ngendlela yakhe.
- Kutheni uhamba? Ngaba kushushu?
"Akukabikho," ndatsho. "Kodwa ndiyathemba ukuba uya kundifudumala." Ewe, othandekayo?
- Ngoku? Wa ye soyika. - Hayi!
"Hayi, hayi?" Isihogo, ndazi ukuba!
Andiyi kucacisa uhlobo luni lwe-idiot ndivakalelwa ngalo mzuzu. Ukuphulaphula uNatasha entloko yakhe! Waguquka waza wabuya umhlala-phantsi emkhatsini wegumbi lokulala, wambatha wambathoza ingubo yakhe, unqakraza amaqhosha. Ndandixhalabisa gqitha ukuba ndidibanise phantsi ebhedeni, ndaqhawula iinyembezi, kodwa ndafumana amandla okungawenzi. Ephuma egumbini lokuhlala, wahlala phantsi kwesofa waza wabuza:
Ndixelele inyaniso, uyeke ukundithanda? "
"Ziziphi iingqiqo!" Umlingane wayecaphukile. - Akunjalo!
"Andiyi kukholwa," ndathi, ndiguqula intloko yam. "Nceda ungadlala ikati kunye nemouse kunye nam."
Ukuba unomnye umfazi, ndixelele ngokunyanisekileyo! Uyazi ukuba ndiyithande kangakanani inkohliso.
"U-Svetulia, umntwana ..." Yura waguqa phantsi kwiphephethi, ebamba ngamadolo. "Musa ukucinga ngako." Ndifunga, awunaso isizathu sokukhathazeka.
"Bese uchaza isizathu sokuba siyeke ukulala ngesondo."
- Ngenxa yokuba ndidiniwe kakhulu! Usuku lonke ekuhambeni, uyazi ...
- Emva koko, andiyikubetha iibhakethi! Kodwa andilahlekelwa ngumnqweno wokwenza uthando. Kwaye wena ... Hayi, ngokuqinisekileyo unenkosikazi.
- Nonsense! Ndingafunga ukuba akukho kwaye akuze kubekho omnye umfazi ebomini bam. Yaye lo mkhwele ongafanelanga ungihlambalaza ...
"Musa ukulimala entloko ephilileyo," ndathetha. "Awuyikusola into yonke yokukhathala kwakho." Ekugqibeleni, sihamba ngeveki. Ukhona na?
"Ukukhanya, ujoni!" Kutheni ezi zihlunu zihlazo. Sabantu abadala kunye ...
"... kufuneka abe nesondo," ndagqiba kuye. - Nawe uhlasele.
"Ewe, konke ..." URuri wenyuka esuka phantsi waza wacinga ukuya emnyango. "Njengoko uyakubona, uzimisele ukuxabana namhlanje." Ngoko ke, ndingathanda ukuchitha ubusuku kunye nomama. Ndiyathemba ukuba akayi kucinga ... ndatshwenyeka. Wayengakaze ayenze njalo ngaphambili kwaye akazange athethe nam njengaleyo. Ndayeka ukuqonda umyeni wam ...
Ngomso olandelayo, uYura, ngokungathi akukho nto yenzeke, wadibana nombindi weofisi waza wanginika i-roses. Uxolongo ngenxa yokuziphatha kwakhe kwezolo kwaye wathi wenza izigqibo ezifanelekileyo.
Ndavuya. Ebusuku ndalindela i-caresses enomdla ebhedeni, kodwa xa ndishiya isitya, ndafumana uYura ... elele. Ndandingcangcazela ngomsindo, ingulube! Kwaye ndifake iindlebe zam! Ukujika, ndaya ekhitshini ukubiza uNatasha:
- Natka, kufuneka ndiyenze ntoni? Ngokuqinisekileyo unomntu. Yiyo nje indlela yokufakazela ngayo? Mhlawumbi umcebisi wobucala uya kuqesha?
- Ukuba akunjalo? Wabhikisha. "Yilahle imali kuphela."
"Hayi, uphakamisa ntoni?"
- Akukho nto. Nangona ... Kuthiwani ukuba silinda umzala wethu? UYuri akabonakali ukuba uyazi ...
- Ilungelo! - ndavuya. "Natasha, uthetha naye ngokukhawuleza."
"Yiba lula!" - wamqinisekisa umhlobo wakhe. - Cinga ukuba inkqubo sele iqalile ...
Hayi, umntakwabo kaNatkin waba ngumqambi ongenamsebenzi. I-Yura yayiqikelele ngomhla wesine.
- Uyazi, uSvetka, umntu "undidla". Mhlawumbi uya kuphanga? Umama undicebisa ukuba ndixelele amapolisa. Ucinga ntoni?
"Akunjalo!" - ndothuka. "Ndakucela ukuba ulandele."
- Wena? UYura wabuza ngokumangaliswa.
- Ewe. Umzala kaNatkin.
"Kutheni na?" Ukuqhayisa!
"Uyisidenge ngokwakhe!" - ndacima. - Ngaba icacile? Kwaphela malunga neveki satshitshana kunye kwaye sidlala ngokuthula, kodwa ke ekugqibeleni senza uxolo. Ngelo xesha, uYura waqhubeka elele kwi-sofa kwigumbi lokuhlala.
"Andiyiqondi into," ndake ndikhononda kuNatasha. "Iceman, kungekhona umntu!" Mhlawumbi nithathe kwaye uqhawule!
- Musa ukuzibamba! Wa ye soyika. "Abalimi abanjengoYurka abafumaneki ngomlilo." Ucocekile, uxolo, ungaphuzi, imali ingayifumana!
- Ukuqonda? - ndayisusa. Kodwa uqhawulo-mtshato aluzange luqalise ukungenisa ... Umcimbi wokugqibela womtshato wethu wawusondela, kwaye uYura wabuza ukuba ndingathanda ukubhiyozela esi siganeko.
"Masibize nabani kulo nyaka," wabuza umyeni wakhe. "Masihlale kunye, mna kunye nam." Kulungile?
"Njengoko unqwenela," wavuma, kodwa engathandanga kakhulu ...
NgoMgqibelo, umyeni wam waya kwintlanganiso kunye nabathengi, kwaye ndahlala ekhaya ndilungiselela ukubhiyozela. Usuku lonke lwalujikeleza njenge-squirrel evili. Kodwa wonke umntu waneliseka: ithala elihle kakhulu, kunye nokubonakala kwalo. Lapha kuphela iJura ngesizathu esithile esilinde kwaye ayiphenduli iifowuni zam. Andizange ndikwazi ukuba ndicinga ntoni. Xa ndandidangele ngokwenene, kwakukho isitshixo ekukhutsheni.
- Ewe, ekugqibeleni! Wememeza, ephuma ukumhlangabeza. Wayeka. Emva kweJura wayengumntakwabo. Xa ndibona ubuso bam bubuhlungu, uSemyon wamomotheka ngeentloni:
"Ngaba kulungile ukuba andimenywanga?"
"Akukho nto," ndathi, ukuphosa umyeni wam.
- Kuhle! - umntakwabo-mntakwabo waphiliswa. "Emva koko ndaya kuhlamba izandla ..."
"Uthetha ntoni ukuqonda oku?" - ndikhutshelwe ekhitshini, ndandithukuthelisa eYura. "Emva koko, savuma ukugubha isiganeko!"
Umyeni wakhe akaxolanga. "Uyabona, u-Olga washiya iintsuku ezimbini kwidolophana kubazali bakhe. Kwaye umntakwethu, njengenhlanhla, unokulahlekelwa izihluthulelo kwindlu. Ewe, musa ukuchitha ubusuku kwisitalato!
"Ndicinga ukuba uxoka!" Yaye waletha yona ngenjongo! Akunjalo?
I-Yura yabona kuyimfuneko ukuba ungaphenduli. Ngokuqhelekileyo, ngokuhlwa kwakungabonakaliyo ... Andizi ukuba ndingayibuza ukuba yintoni na loo nto, ukuba andizange ndifumane iphephancwadi yezokwelapha kwise desk. Kwaye ibhukhimakhi. Kwakuyinqaku elimalunga neengxaki ezinamandla. Ndade ndiphosa emlilweni. U-Idiot, ndingazange ndiqikelele njani ngokukhawuleza? Ndagqiba isigqibo sokuthetha nomyeni wam ngenene. Kunoko, wamchukumisa ukuba ahambe nam ukuya kwintonga yesini. Ngoku yonke into ilungile nathi. Ngaphezulu nje ...