My city 2: The terrifying history Zhalovskoy, or the Spider
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After communication with Roman, having learned that Natalia leaves, wished Natalia happy journey, and having referred to urgent matters left, having left women alone, Nina admitted.
– To me it is nice.
Natalia took an interest.
– What you ont you can tell?
– Nothing of that kind that could be added that he is a good person, and loves you.
– This I know. – Natalia answered. – But I have to make so that he forgot me. – she addressed the sister. – Will you help me with it?
Nina promised.
– I will help.
Tonight Natalia leaves. Who knows? It will return or not. Nina felt that she sees Natalia in the last time in life. Something pricked in her heart, it wanted to break loose! And to shout a bad mat. – HELP! – but Natalia could not stop it, could not help it with this trip. She just looked from the airport building at the plane which was taking off into the sky. An instant, and it in air, having gained height was behind clouds. Good-bye Natalia. The fastest to you return.
Chapter-10
Stranger
She left the Sheremetyevo-2 airport building, got into the electric train, and went towards Moscow, to the Belarusian station. In the car of the electric train was nobody. Nina went one. It was boring for it, and unexpectedly the man of years of forty sat down by it. He took an interest.
– Saw off?
Nina did not understand that the man addresses her. She is quiet looked out of the window, and thought of something. However, this did not prevent the man to repeat the question.
– Woman. – he addressed it. – Did you see off someone?
Having understood that the man addresses it, Nina turned to him the head, and asked.
– What?
The man repeated the question again.
– Did you see off someone?
– Yes. – threw Nin, and having heaved a deep sigh, added. – Relative. – to it it was sad. Sadly and hard. Sadly because it remained one. In this mad world where everything is ephemeral. Where in a flash, it is possible to remain one in all this world. Where there is nothing except emptiness. Emptiness, here what was felt now by Nina. She felt that she lost someone. Someone very expensive and person close to it. She felt that it is never more with it to meet. That this meeting was the last in their lives. Then she added. – Sister.
– I understand. – the stranger told. – I saw off the person close to me too. – he made a long and long pause, then added. – I would like too that my wife was together with me. But this it is impossible.
– Why?
– Mr the wife is sick. – he admitted. – It departed to states, on treatment.
Nina felt sorry for this person. It had a grief, and he did not hide it. She saw grief and grief in his face. Pain and suffering. It seemed that he was ready to cry out very much. – WHY IT!? – but it restrained. The man did not afford excess emotions, did not afford weakness. But to it it was sore. Nina saw suffering in his eyes. Who will understand the man, only the woman. Hardly anyone will tell in a different way? Men will only tell: – Departed, the hell with her. – then they will list all its shortcomings and why he has to begin to hate it. Then the man,
The woman is ready to listen to the man. It is created to listen to different stories from the husband and from other people too. In vain say that women the best psychologists. I do not say that men bad psychologists. But they studies as them, women, born psychoanalysts, and much of them can even not study as the psychoanalyst or the psychologist. Their brain in itself is developed so that the woman's thought already created their answer to the man when the man's question was only created, but did not sound yet. Here such this business, female psychology.
– I understand.
– You know, – the stranger told. – as it is terrible to see how the person close to you dies, and you nothing can make. – these words were pronounced with such melancholy and grief that at some point Nin it seemed that he will begin to cry now. Bol, bitterness of the bleeding wound saw Nin in his eyes. He really loved it. Loved the wife so strongly that it was ready to undertake her disease. Let better he would die than it. – only you sit and you observe how the person dies away. The young body burns down. Just about, and he will not become, and it still to live and live.
Nina with grief answered.
– I understand you. – then she added. – It is terrible when the person is powerless to help other person, especially it is terrible when this the close relative. – she made a heavy pause, then added. – Child.
The stranger told nothing. He knew what Nina speaks about. His wife once gave rise, and in a year found cancer in it. In half a year the child died, and in a month cancer was found in his wife. Now his wife departed. Whether it will return or not? He did not know it. He told.
– I lost the child too. Cancer it be wrong. And now wife.
Nina carefully asked.
– Your child was suffering from cancer?
– Yes, so it also is. It had an oncology. – then he added. – Damned cancer! – then he added. – Stole all family from me. – he made a pause, then thought. – Why exactly my family? What we were guilty before god of?
Nina assumed.
– Perhaps this test?
The stranger was indignant.
– TEST? – it neistovat. – No, you are mistaken. This is not test, but punishment! – he made a small pause. Then exclaimed. – For what?
On this question there was no answer. Nobody knows why the person has cancer? One say that this from food, others from an old age. The third try to inspire in us that cancer develops because it it is put in genes of the person. But why it cannot be cured? Nobody knows it. It is possible to eat medicine against cancer, but erudite druggists so far on this subject are silent.
Seeing that the stranger was in despair. He could not recover, and this conversation brought him only suffering, Nina decided to give the conversation another turn. She told.