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Chast-I
Chapter-1
On the bridge
I sat on sitting in the electric train, went home. To the people there was much, but pass between cars was free. Today, ехав in this electric train, I was happy. The BEND project was approved. It was approved by all, both investors, and judges. Everything was excellent. And how could be differently? Larisa won that tender. Everything was excellent.
Tell how many people even if they are married, like other people of an opposite sex. Perhaps? No, are not pleasant, but they find them attractive. There is no person who at least once, would not pay attention to other person even if he she is already married. Here and Roman has such case now. Opposite to it the woman of years of thirty five sat. I will not describe her appearance. For each person there is the ideal. It is its personal, and nobody will be able to change it. This our feelings, in relation to other person. The brain sends us signals, and we pay attention to this or that person. But all this is already proved scientifically, and I will continue. She watched the cell phone, obviously, some movie. Now where look, at MTS, MEGAFON AND BEELINE, there is a TV-application. Possibly they to eat also at other operators, I do not know? Did not use. So, we will continue. I remember how it unintentionally hooked on me the leg, and having immediately apologized, smiled kind of for fun, and I, having nodded it in reply too, pulled out the phone, having opened the application of one of games, began to play. Perhaps Roman would also like to get acquainted with it, but he did not want to pull down what created with such work. He did not want to have the next mistress, and he already had a wife. The wife Vera, and his mistress who to it gave birth to Emmanuil and Lyubov. Girl and boy. Two children of purity of love and sin., Roman and Larisa's sin. But this their business. Who knows what they will grow up in living in poverty, whom will become? It depends only on their parents. Whether they will manage to direct them on the correct course of life or not? Well, here and stop. Roman went out of the car of the train, doors were closed, and the electric train went further, turning into a point, taking away afar, that woman who, in my opinion, was attractively beautiful.
I heaved a deep sigh, and having passed the terminal on an exit to the city, walked upstairs, and went after the direction. To shopping center SOLNECHNY RAY, and the electric train disappeared in the distance. It went forward, carrying people on the stations. Who knows where now this woman? Perhaps at it families, children! However, it is only a fleeting glimpse. A look which is always with us. We like these or those people. What here will you do? Fine there is always around us, it an integral part of our life. Life in which there are a lot of sorrows and grief. Lives of love and joy of life. Lives of a wonderful life, light and its sad party. And just lives.
Hardly anyone can tell that there is life? For everyone the. Money, power, religion. Lyubov, family, children. Who knows? What sense invests in this word, life! There is Vera. She meets me on the bridge. I go to it, and I see her good-natured smile. She as if rejoices that I here that I arrived, and we again together. Together as usual. Together as if did not leave, together. Always together. In sorrows and grieves. Having approached it, I saw tears on her eyes. This there were tears of sorrow and loss, a tear of grief and suffering. Suffering of the person who just lost someone in the life. Roman took an interest.
– What happened?
Vera had such look that she was similar and, is unlike itself. It was anxiously and lost. Lost because that it perhaps really had some tragedy, and anxious because it was all on nerves, in cares of what occurred when was not at home Roman. She looked in his face, and felt. Had a gut feeling all the women's that she tells it about what occurred, he threw everything now, and ran there. There, where waited for it where needed it. Yes, it is possible, it will occur quite so, and in any way differently. Well and let. Means so to that and to be. But he has to know the truth, the truth whatever bitter it was. The belief heaved a deep sigh. On her heart the stone was formed. Heavy stone of the truth. The truth which it could lose everything. All that had now. She began to cry, and these bitter tears said to Roman that there was something, something that will change all his life.
– Emmanuil. – She made a pause as if being at loss for words to report to Roman about what happened to him. – Your son.
Here Roman did not restrain. He took Vera for shoulders, and having sharply shaken her, sharply cried out.
– What Emmanuil? Speak! That with my son Chert you a pobera!
The belief told.
– Today to it it became worse.
– What means worse? – Roman neistvovat. – He was absolutely healthy when I left. That for two days there could be a Devil all of you a pobera.
– I do not know. – Vera admitted. – I know nothing. – then she told. – Last night I was called by Larisa, and reported that Emmanuilu it became unexpectedly bad. It called the doctor, and that urgently hospitalized him. – then Vera looked in eyes of full alarm, and took an interest. – The novel, if you want to visit Emmanuil, I will not object, in the end of the ends he is your son.
At this moment, Roman flared up. It did not restrain any more. It was in rage. How? Why? He asked himself this question, and did not find on it the answer.
– Why you did not report about it to me earlier? – it neistvovat – I what was too far from you? What, it was heavy to call? Or crack?
At this moment, passersby already began to pay attention to them. They looked at them, and thought of something. Nobody made them remarks. They only went, went everyone on the affairs. They did not hurry. Just went, looking back at two people, people arguing on something. However, everyone knows that not in the business flattery is more expensive to itself. This truth.
Belief, listening to Roman, wanted to tell, no, it told that pay attention to them. What Roman bellowed at that to him to spit who looks at him there. And then added that better they would look for the children, than to pay attention to others. Well, he can and it is right. Nobody can judge others, without having lent himself.
The belief told.
– Larisa asked her that I reported nothing. She wanted that everything at you passed quietly. As usual.
– Quietly. – Roman was angry with himself. – What means quietly? I that? Did not participate in its conception? Or nevertheless he is a mute child?
The belief hurried to calm Roman.
– What do you tell? – with feeling deep surprise was said by her. – Of course, they are your children. Yours, and more draw.
– And you Vera are confident in it?
The belief hurried to steam.
– You recognized after the carried-out analysis of DNA that it is your children. Yours more draw.
Roman immediately noticed.
– Analyses and can be forged what here it? That it is worth bribing the doctor, he will tell that the bum, and that his son, and the father the oligarch his father. Such cases in medical practice a rarity. "Yes what we about sad yes about sad" – was unexpectedly told by Roman. – I will go to hospital now, and you home, there wait for me.
The belief wanted to leave. It was opposite to it to listen to Roman now. He just boldly reproached her that she did not report to him about this tragedy in time. Now, when Roman will go to Larisa, to the son, Vera will go home, there is nothing offended. She only told Roman the truth, and he flared up. Of course, Vera understood it. Unlike Larisa it with Roman any more will never have children. But why so to react? She is not guilty of what happened to Roman's son? Other woman sent everything to hell, spat everything, and would leave him up hill and down dale, but she it made. It was is brought so up, and she is obedient told.