"I hope you'll be back by midnight?" "I do not promise," I gave her a piercing kiss on the cheek. - Do not forget that your daughter is already an adult and can afford to have fun in a nightclub. I took the keys, so do not wait for me, okay?
She only shook her head:
- Okay, run, and then Kolya is already stiff in the cold wind, you are expecting ... Mom was right - the weather on the street was really messy. Strong wind chased snow rump, twisting it in spirals and funnels. Nikolai was very cold, but he did not blame me for being late. "It's a pity that I do not have a car," Nikolai said, escorting the smart foreign car passing by. - I would have come for you ...
"If it had not been stuck in a traffic jam!" I laughed, hugging him by the neck. - Hello, my love! Did you miss it?
A long kiss had the effect of sparkling champagne on me. The head began to spin, and her cheeks flushed with a blush. Looking up from the groom's lips, I sighed happily. Whatever you say, being in love is wonderful! And Kolya himself is wonderful: handsome, kind, intelligent ... In general, I was very lucky with him. Who said that all the girls dream of villas and diamonds? Nonsense! Personally, I'm ready to live with Kolya, even at the devil on the cake. Which, however, is likely. The fact is that we were going to marry and now decided whether to rent an apartment after the wedding or live with one of the parents. And then there was a small problem - none of them was going to give us each other. We are both the only children in the family, so parents can be understood. But what should we do? In short, we were inclined to think that, like most of our married friends, we will rent housing. And hardly in a good area, because it's expensive for us ... The advertised movie was not interesting, so we fled the hall, without waiting for the end of the session. Kolya suggested entering the sushi bar, and I gladly agreed. She returned home after midnight. Mom was still awake. Every time my father left on business trips, she began to have insomnia.
This time my dad was not at home for almost a week , and my mother was already exhausted.
- Still decided to wait for me? - I smiled, sitting down on the kitchen sofa. - What for?
"Still could not sleep," she waved. "I'm worried about Daddy." I would not catch a cold. The hotels have thin blankets, but he did not take pajamas.
"I did it right," I snorted. "Only old men sleep in their pajamas."
"You're wrong," her mother pressed her palm against her cheek, and her mother sighed. "He has a sciatica, God forbid, it will twist again." And I forgot to put him an ointment in the bag.
- It will be necessary - he will buy in a drugstore.
Mom could not understand that her daughter became an adult, and she still tried to take care of me like a child. However, dad, too.
Not small! I slapped my hand against mine, holding back a yawn. "And in general, you take care of him too much." As a child!
- So men, in fact, all children. And then, he was used to being cared for. First mom, then I ...
"Listen, is it true that Grandma did not want your dad to marry you?"
"True ... What did not he tell me about me." That I want to dislike him because of my self-interest so that I can get caught in the capital. What, they say, all the provincials do. And yet he had the courage to go against the will of his mother. I remember Petya invited me to their home to celebrate the New Year, and as twelve broke through, he announced: "And Zoyechka and I decided to get married. In summer. Immediately after the defense of the diploma ... "Grandma your already green with anger, but keeps the brand! Hands clasped: "Wedding - it's fine. Come here, son, I'll congratulate you. " He kisses me, but I'm neglected. Still, I'm the bride for her - the third grade ... "Well, to hell with you, I think, the main thing is that Petya should love me! And without your love, I will somehow manage ... "
- And then? Then you became friends?
"So it's after your birth." And before that ... - Mamula sighed long, - before that she simply ignored me. Everything through Petya acted: say, tell your wife not to wear country dresses in frills ... Or: do you think it's necessary to raise Zoin's cultural level, or else she falls asleep under symphonic music ... And all this was pronounced so that I heard.
"And you did not say anything to her about it?"
- What for? - Mom shrugged her shoulders. "She would not understand anything anyway." And Petya would be offended. You know how much he loves her.
"You too," I smiled. - To tell you the truth, you and Dad are an example to me. Almost thirty years have lived, and still look at each other with enamored eyes.
In response, she sighed again.
- What are you doing? - I was surprised.
- Yes, so ... I missed it. And the soul is not in place. I think everything: how is he there? Whether a joke, at such age on business trips to be dangled. Could find someone and younger. - Well, you said. Dad has experience, authority. He will sign any contract. By the way, he normally endures these trips.
- Yes, where it is normal, - my mother began, - then looked at the clock and gasped:
"Well, we're giving you!" It's already 2 am! Go to bed, and then you'll sleep at work. "All right," I agreed. "Good night, Mummy." The next day, a papalist arrived.
When my parents decided to get married, they also did not have their own homes. My poor mother lived with her mother-in-law for almost ten years.
Slimmer, younger - as if he had been to the resort.
- How did you manage that?! - I was surprised, considering him for dinner. - Maybe you found the elixir of youth?
"Tell me, too," his father laughed. - I just finally quit smoking, that's the color of my face and it improved.
- And maybe you fell in love? - Mom's eyes narrowed playfully, and he suddenly almost choked. Coughing, looked at her with reproach.
"You, Zoyechka, do not joke like that again ..." He said and went into the bathroom to take a shower, and my mom and I began to clean the dishes from the table. And at that moment in the room there was a familiar signal from the cell phone.
- It seems - someone came SMS, - I said. - I'll go and look. Entering the hallway, I saw my mother's phone on the shelf near the door. She glanced at the display, carried it to her kitchen.
"Hold on, it's, it turns out, to you ..."
- To me? She said cheerfully. "Let's see what a message!" - Pressing the desired buttons, my mother read the message fluently, then bit her lower lip and furiously knocked the phone on the table.
- What happened to you? - I was frightened. - Mom!
- I do not know! But it's not for me ... It's for Dad.
"How's your dad?" So this is his cell phone?
"His ..." she muttered irritably. - And SMS, so, too, to him ... From his mistress.
"From your mistress?" To the daddy ?! I tore the phone from her hands. - Well, show it! .. "How are you, my sweet Cockerel?" - Turning on the display, read confused.
- I already missed you. I can not wait for the next business trip ... "Cock? Phew, what a vulgar!
"It's a mistake ..." I muttered, unable to believe my eyes. - Do you hear, Mom? This someone made the wrong address. So often happens with esemeskami.
"No," Mom shook her head. "It's exactly addressed to him." He cheated on me! Having fallen on a chair, she shook with weeping.
- How could he ?! How?! To trample me in the mud. For what, Vera? After all, I lived only for them. Dust from him blew, and he ... Thanked in his old age!
I stood a column, not knowing how best to comfort her. Then I went to my mother, put my arm around her shoulders, kissed her on the top of my head:
- My dear, good ... This is a mistake, I'm sure. Now the pope will come out of the shower and explain everything.
You will see...
Before I could finish this phrase, my father entered the kitchen. Of course, he could hear everything, it was evident from his face.
"Leave us alone, Verochka," he asked me softly. - You are welcome...
"Shall I get out?" - Looking into my mother's eyes, I asked tensely.
"I do not know," she answered, barely audible. - As you want...
I retired and went to my room. I was possessed by contradictory feelings. On the one hand, I was sorry for my mother, and on the other - I loved my father and terribly was afraid to lose him. "Why did he do this?" - knocked in my head. "After all, he could not live without her!" I hated myself for having mistaken my mother's father's phone. But after all, my father always kept his in his jacket pocket, so it never entered my head that this is his mobile phone ... Although she herself gave them the same model. Idiot! ..
"I have bad news for you," my mother told me in the morning, hoarse with tears.
- I'm filing for divorce.
What I heard from my mother shocked me. Was she really going to part with Papa? But then he will leave our house!
- So, what is next? I asked. "What will happen to Dad?" Where will he live?
"I do not care anymore," Mom shrugged. "He died for me, you understand?"
"Died?" Mom, wait, I was horrified. "What are you saying?"
- What I think! Her chin quivered. "Do not look at me like that, Vera!" And do not try to dissuade - it's useless! I've considered everything ...
Of course, it was difficult for me to reconcile myself to this state of affairs. In the depths of my soul I hoped that my parents would live a little without each other and then reconcile. But this did not happen ... They did not communicate at our wedding with Kolya. Rather, my father tried to talk to his mother about three times, but she defiantly departed. To tell the truth, it can be understood. Probably, I, too, could not forgive the Kolya of betrayal. I still seek an excuse for my father's deed. And I also feel a sense of guilt. It's about that ill-fated SMS-ke ... After all, for the father, this woman did not mean anything. At least he says so to me ...