Kungekudala ndayeka ukuzibukela, andizange ndibukeke kwisibuko. Ndandifuna uxolo ngokupheleleyo, kodwa apha, ngokungathi kubi, ummelwane wathengisa indlu yakhe, kwaye abaqashi abatsha baqala ukulungiswa. Ukumemeza kwabasebenzi kunye nengxolo yezixhobo kwakungandiqhubi nje, kodwa ininzi yam yonke into ndiyichukunyiswa ngummelwane omtsha. Wajonga malunga neminyaka emashumi mane ubudala, omude kunye ne-blonde efanelekileyo, wenza ingcamango yowesifazane othembekileyo.
"Masiqhelane, kuba singabamelwane ngoku," wagijima waya kum ngomomotheka. "Igama lam nguLisa, kwaye unjani?"
"U-Sophia," ndathetha, ndaza ndaya endlwini. Ummelwane waba nomsindo ngakumbi xa ndafumanisa ukuba wayemdala, kodwa wayekhangeleka kakhulu! Ngaphezu koko, andinakukunceda ukuba ndiqaphele uhlobo olusondeleyo lwalamano olushushu kunye nomyeni wakhe. ULisa wayegqoke njengomntwana osemtsha: amaqabunga avulekileyo, iingubo ezifutshane. Umyeni wakhe, uBobdan, wayenqwenela ukuyithanda, kwaye ndandicatshulwa.
Ngenye imini, abomelwane bavutha umlilo baza bahlala bakhawuleza, bethonga kunye benga. Ndakhangela ngefasitela kwaye andinakuziqhawula kude nale mifanekiso yothando. Waphenduka, ngomphetho welihlo lakhe likhwelisa kwisibuko waza wambona ukucinga kwakhe: "Thixo wam! Ngubani lo? Yintoni eyenzeka kum? Ngubani na ukuba ndiphendule? "Ngomso wanduluka ndaya kwi-hairdresser - kwakuyimfuneko yokuzibeka! Ndilapho ndadibana nabangandifunda nabo. Baqala ukukhumbula ngokuhleka kwam amaqhinga esikolweni: "Uyakhumbula ukuba wenyuka njani ngefestile wangena kwigumbi lootitshala?" Ndandifuna ukulungisa amanqaku kwiphephancwadi, kodwa utitshala oyintloko wakubamba. Kwaye wagijima, kuphela izithende zakho zavutha! Ndahleka, kodwa kungekhona ngenxa yokuba yayihlekisa. Khawukhunjulwe nje ukuba kwakunjalo ngokungafaniyo: ukuvuya kunye nokungenangqondo. Kodwa ngezinye iinkalo kwatshintsha kakhulu.
Oku kungaba njani?
Xa uLisa nomyeni wakhe bathathu ngokuphindaphindiweyo, ndagqiba ekubeni ndize ndize ndize ndipheke. Ekhitshini, ndafumana kuphela uBobdan, owandixelele ukuba umfazi wakhe ufumene umhlaza kunyaka owedlule. Usebenze ngempumelelo, kodwa ngoku kufuneka azinyame kwaye aphumle kakhulu. Ndandiva ndothuka, kuba uLisa owonwabileyo kunye nesifo eso kwakubonakala kungenakuvumelana! Andizange ndibe nexesha lokucinga ngale ngcamango, njengoko iindwendwe zaqala ukuqokelela. Ngokukhawuleza kwakukho umntu onamandla omalunga namashumi amahlanu angena kum amehlo am, kodwa ndandingenamahloni ukuthetha naye kuqala. Emva kokudla, uLisa wayesebenzisa umculo ophuculayo, wathintela ukukhanya waza wathi ngokumomotheka: "Wonke umntu uyadansa!" Ndandidandathekile, kuba ngokubanzi ndingazi mntu apha. Kodwa, ndothuswa kukuba, umntu ongeyena mde uhambahamba esuka efestile waza wangena ngqo kum.
"Ngaba ucinga ukuba ndiyakumema kumdaniso?" Wathi ngelizwi elincinci, elincinci, ekhangele ngenyameko kwamehlo am enkwantya.
"Kutheni na?" Ngonwabile, "ndaphendula, nduluka kwi-sofa ethambileyo. Igor, elo igama lomntu, wandixininisa, kwaye sasijikeleza ngaphantsi kwengoma edabukisayo malunga nokudumazeka othandweni.
Ngexesha lomdaniso, sathetha no-Igor, sasininzi kakhulu. Kwaye emva nje kokuba ingoma iphelile, saya ekhitshini ukuthetha ngokuthula. Kulapho safunyanwa nguLisa, owaphuma waya kwijusi.
- Oh! Ngoko ke ulapha! Kwaye sele ndiqala ukukhathazeka malunga nokuba ulahlekelwe phi, ubuso bukaLibisa bukhanyise ngokunyanisekileyo.
"Ewe, sithetha nje ... sithetha," ndaqala ukuzithethelela kwaye ndatshitshisa kancane.
- Ewe, ngenxa kaThixo! Ndivuyiswa gqitha kukuba ukhululekile kunye nenkampani yomnye nomnye ... "U-Lisa winkinci kum ngumbono waza wangena. Ekhaya, ewela kwiphupha elimnandi, ndafika ngcamango yokuba ndingazange ndichithe ixesha elininzi kangaka umdla. Ubuso bukaGigor obumomotheka beme phambi kwamehlo akhe ... Wandibiza ngeentsuku ezimbalwa waza wanikela ukudibana. Ndamangaliswa ngedwendwe lakhe: andizange ndikrokre ukuba unomdla kum. Ewe, u-Igor wabuza inombolo yam yefowuni, kodwa loo nto ayithethi ukuba uya kubiza. Ke yena wabiza, savuma ukudibana. Ngalokuqala ngqa, ndandivakalelwa kukuba ndayazi le ndoda ixesha elide - asikwazanga ukuthetha! Uthe wayeseqhawule umtshato esidala kwaye waba noonyana ababini abadala. Saqala ukudibana phantse imihla ngemihla, size sihlale ebusuku. Savuya gqitha kunye! Kwiinyanga ezimbalwa emva kwendibano, ngokukhawuleza ndaqonda ukuba u-Igor wayeyithande ngokwenene kum. Kodwa ndandesaba ukuvuma kuye, kuba andingaqinisekanga ngeemvakalelo zakhe. Ngandlela-thile, ngelixa ehamba engadini, ngokukhawuleza wandidonsa kuye, wakhangela amehlo akhe waza wandiqhawula ngokukhawuleza.
Ukuvakalelwa kwesibindi esivela kuye kwakubonakala kukuzalisa ngokupheleleyo kunye nokuthulula amaza ashisayo emzimbeni wam.
"Igor ..." Ilizwi lam laphawuleza, kwaye imilenze yam yahamba.
"Ndiyaxolisa, andinakukunceda." Uhle kakhulu ... "Kwakukho ububele obukhulu ngelizwi lakhe. Ngaphambili wayegcinwe kwaye akazange avumele ukuba ahlale esondelene naye, nangona ndide ndifuna ukuva umlomo wakhe ukuba ndilawe ...
Ndade ndifuna ukukuxelela ukuba ... Ndiyakuthanda! " - Igor waphupha amagama angokugqibela, njengokungathi ekugqibeleni wayesenzile ingqondo yakhe - ingaba kunjalo, kuya kwenzeka ntoni.
- Igor ... Ndiyakuthanda nawe!
"Ngoko uya kuba ngumfazi wam?" Amehlo akhe ayekhanya.
- Kakade! Kungekudala umkhosi wokuqala womtshato wethu. Sivuyiswa gqitha ukuba sifumanane. Nsuku zonke siyabulela uLisa ukuba asinike. Kwaye ummelwane wethu uyamemeza ngokumangalisayo aze abuze ukuba abizwe ngokuba ngumdlali womdlalo!