The Tajik Roman

The 90s. In the Deaf Taiga military part. The young lieutenant arrived with his wife. Together they looked fairy. Not that he was quite small in height, and with the muscles it was okay. There is something in the middle between Pushkin and Putin. Weakened, just below average growth. A normal man, not a dwarf at all. But in the background of his wife he looked like himself. Original articles by Baba. Her name was Zinaida.

It was difficult for them at first. Letehu was constantly hunted into the guards, and she could not find a job, all women's vacancies were occupied. But she did not despair. She was a native of Taiga, feeling at home in a new place. Summer was over when they arrived. It’s time for her, baby summer. She managed to collect supplies in the forest for the whole winter, then hit the salt, marinade and drying. I only managed to squeeze the banks and throw the bags into the basement. The grandmothers around were jealous – they were generally afraid to hang in the taihu. There were terrible bears. Zina was not embarrassed. Several times I encountered these bears, but kept calm, somehow established a dialogue with them, went apart.

The lieutenant, a man of the city, on the contrary, is dumb and cruel. He was borrowed by the burdens of the Tajik service when the frosts broke. And at home, another difficult test awaited - a joyful grandmother flourished in the fresh air.

It’s not that in this military town they like to talk, but it’s like an orbital station – you can’t hide anything. Multi-apartment houses, interconnections between them. No one will whisper if it shrieked overnight behind the wall and quieted. But if several times a night wake up stones, vividly reminiscent of a bear reef, then any neighbor will be angry. When will these fools go out! And then he walks this miracle in pursuits with black circles under his eyes, his soldiers are arranged. And there will be a harsh assessment of colleagues - weak! That grandmother caught me! It was wrong caliber.

Especially worried about this ambal of flags named Bora. He was a Zen caliber. The rich of the Russian land. A good guy was this Borja, but not everyone will decide to do so. Specifically, no one in this town decided on Bora.

And then this tragic loneliness ended up falling in love with Zina by ears. He was sad that she loved her lieutenant. The wrong, he thought, was the choice made by this wonderful girl. Bora wanted to correct the mistake, played with it, but was resolutely sewn away and treated it with dignity. Heined a good, equal relationship with her.

A self-confident, powerful man, Borya had no doubt that sooner or later nature would take its own and it would strike in him. This is a lieutenant misunderstanding. Her real happiness is Bora.

However, the process of understanding the obvious fact by the girl was delayed. He stoically endured mental suffering. In moments of sadness, he walked dark like a cloud, trying not to get in her eyes at all. In a small town it was fun. It is easier to hide an elephant in a dishwasher. The sudden ringing of the pot in the capsicum once again announced to everyone that Bore was able to hide when he saw Zina again. And that he is very sad. And with what he specifically messed up all these pots, fun hypotheses were built.

This was also known to the Lieutenant. He probably boiled inside, but also kept dignity and tranquility from the outside. Well, I fell in love with some tragic ambal in his wife. You will not command the heart. A good flag fights itself, even hiding. His behavior is perfect. Submitting a report on translation means showing your weakness. Leteha held the honor of an officer. A cup in the eyes.

Zina noticed this ugliness and treated it in her usual manner – actively. She surrounded her husband with care and affection. I accepted to feed him with delicious dishes for which there was a masterpiece.

They sent him to remote guards where the kitchen was forbidden. So that the spark does not blink. And in general, the guard on the sushi is much worse and more vigilant than usual. In those days, Zina waved over the taiga verstas. She wandered with hot cakes, soups and other snacks to her favorite. It was also for soldiers. Everyone was pleased with her.

The lieutenant rejoiced, began to regain forces. He gained weight well and by November smiled of a well-fed cockroach. He actively swung, began to do the sunshine tournament. At one glance at this spectacle, Bora honestly walked out of the side.

And one winter day, the Red Hat went back to her lover, with a box full of hot cakes. The flag’s heart could not stand. As he emerged from another shelter, he long and harshly sinked. Finally said:
Don’t go alone, Zina. The bear has gone bad. Let me accompany you. I have a rookie. Don’t be afraid of your Othello. I’m standing behind the turn, I won’t shake my eyes. I smoke, I eat your cakes. Then I will take you back.

Zina thought about it. Why the bear went bad, it was clear. All the normal bears had already fed no worse than her husband and went to sleep on the bars. And whoever does not lie down is a very bad bear, will eat anyone.

She agreed to the convoy of the flag. I gave him a large bag. I looked at his rookie with admiration. In general, an impressive figure.

The devil knows what’s in his head. Is the look mad, or is the tempting thought that he is deaf? Far away from the house, and to the guard. Per they did not go along the way. But in any case, he suddenly woke up in the midst of the marriage season.

He dropped a rogatine and a bag on the road. He looked at Zina furiously, raised her on his arms and carried her to the nearest nuts. The purpose of transportation of the flag could not be clearly explained. I stumbled into her with a warm kiss. She turned her head desperately.

He did not explain the wise plans of his flag, he simply carried it away. Getting out of his hands was risky. What a good thing on a suck is sharp. In a fight, it can be stifled. Not in man.

Zina, coming out of the otropy, tried to calm down and made a plan. He recalled the tactic of Barclay de Tolley when retreating from the border to Moscow itself - to exhaust the enemy. No matter how strong Bora was, the weight he raised was epic. With each step towards the nuts, the flag became weaker, and she became stronger.

When Bora, in order to stumble, carefully put her on the ground, she sent him with a powerful hook into the nickdown, which smoothly went into a deep knock-out. Bora stumbled and fell heavily.

And Zina began to think about what she would do next with that mortar. I did not want to leave them in the forest. Suddenly it freezes to death. Or freeze something. It finally gets cold. The bear comes out of noise. Blood from the nose. The smell of shadows is beautiful.

I thought hard, and breathed. She took a rogatine in her hand, a bag with cakes on her shoulder, pressed the flag boots with her armpits and went on. The flag is not an obstacle. His hands were bound by his shirt. Is it little. His shirt was left on his neck. He needs a man on the snow. It’s so hot to pull such a bowl.

The path was difficult, difficult. A few times the flag broke. He began to move his feet. The merciful virgin breathed, turned and gave him another hook from all her heart. I cried and thought. How to explain all this shame to my husband.

I find it difficult to express further words. It became a legend of the part. It was told in the evenings years later. Everyone is different. I grew up in a military town. Easy to reproduce:
The alarm! Unknown people are approaching the object. Stand up, hands up!
(by looking at it)
Guys, the ass is going on!
(Looking into the binoculars, confused)
A huge ass!

And poor Zina is just tired of the tricks of the flag. At some point, he turned on his brain and gathered forces. He tried to liberate himself with a powerful movement. The prize for the smart got a new hook. Then she pulled her arms, turning back forward. I had to throw away the roast and a portion of the cakes. Not too long, they will be picked up.

The lieutenant, looking carefully into the binoculars, recognized his ass, canceled the alarm and sent a couple of soldiers to meet him.

Shortly after, the scene in the capsicum.

“Sasha, you can imagine a shadow bear has attacked us! As soon as he did not get rid of him. I was lucky, right in the nose. He was confused and fled.

During this time, Borya woke up and found that he was being dragged by his legs again. I looked around and noticed that Zina was no longer there. His golden heart was affected.
Is she alive?! to
and yes! The servants answered – he has it!

Bora heavyly stood on his feet and went to explain to the leitech. By this time, Zina finished her story about the feats of Boris in the battle with the bear, and they kissed. Borya drowned indecisively at the threshold. Welcome to the gathered. He repented as he could.

Sorry of course. I grew up in a normal village. Honest women resist to the last. As long as you are cowardly, if a girl says no, but smiles, it means yes. What a couple you are! Laughing alone. So I decided...

In this place of repentance the flag arrived a couple from the angry lieutenant. He was a master of boxing sports.

In the future, they had an equal, respectful relationship. But for a long time, the dishes crumbled on the caps.