I also got a call from Sberbank.

- Whether you translated to Nalchik in the name of Huikina Vasilvasilich.
I did it, I responded boldly. I will check now. The second. Well. Yes is. Two translations by Hook. One for 100 thousand rubles. The second is forty-three thousand fifty copies. Exactly so.
Eeee, I am moving in. - You just carried out bla bla bla... - continues on the script, but nervous.
Well yes. Huiquin, Daddy is mine. and Huixin. He bought an apartment there in Nalchik in a mortgage through you. And the car. You have a car, of course. by Lada-Kalina He could have bought it better, but he likes it. What happened to him again?

The guy turned away... but came back again and in the third round.

Are you such?
So exactly.
You just carried out...
Well yes! I have two translations. One of such. Another sequel. Huiquin is my father. He really left us with his mother and brother when I was five, but we are in a good relationship and I help him. I bought him an apartment, a car. by Lada. and blue. He is not bad like that. I quit drinking recently. What did he do there again? Did not pay. Or the deadline continued?

The guy somehow moved. Hard for him. But the voice so raised, spoke importantly, roughly, quickly.

- You understand that Huikin is in search of murder and you, as a complicit bla bla bla...
and oh. Not in search of him. Listen to him more. He builds out of himself... He is the last time in the twentieth as he sat in the two-thousand, and thinks that he is a cool criminal. Please don’t listen to me, call me. So what there? Do I have to pay something else? So I’ll give him it now, he’ll pay.
- Citizen Huikin committed a terrible thing... - the voice of the man was sad. He wanted fantasy just like me.
– Oh! I know! I did not take care. It was his previous payment for the order late. exactly! The fucking. Per the pen has run. The old is simple. But kindly. Very good man. But if you don’t remember, you forget to go to the bank on time. Don’t worry, I’ll fix it now. Is there 70 rubles? Or even more?

- You need to go right away - the voice was so sad and sad. Chuvaku wanted an apartment in Nalchik, a blue house, a daughter in Moscow, who paid for his father’s expenses... love. The silver cat.

and yes. I have already dressed up and run to the nearest banking office. Thanks for the promptness. Give God health.

There was silence somewhere in the maritime silence.

by Lia Brinza