Thistle. Rodion Rakhimov
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“Nothing,” said the mother already at home, bathed in tears. – As-nibud will live.
But in the evening we went to our own Kosorotov and started demanding money.
– What, more money? – surprised mom. – I I gave your wife!
She says she did not take. Went to Kosorotov, but Claudia Ivanovna swore by all the saints that did not take the money. My mom became ill.
– May your hands wither, – said the mother in the hearts and wept.
– Yeah, ramzia Sultanovna – said Semenov, who knew firsthand the Laws and the penal code. – It was necessary to give money when the two witnesses. And minor children can’t be witnesses.
I had to give and the other half of the money already out in public, getting into debt. There’s even Semenov was nothing I could do.
Kosorotova celebrated the victory. But not for long. In fact, Claudia twisted the arm, which soon became dry. And Kosorotova contorted face. And he now his appearance justified his name.
It is here that they ran every day came to mom and asked them to remove the curse, offered money. But mother said – it wasn’t me. This is God you punished.
I did not know who God is, but admired Him tight.
And soon, near school vacant semi-detached house. We sawed off the wall and putting in the middle of the furnace, moved back, away from Kosorotova, and lived not so hot, but quiet life. If it was possible to say calm, not a day goes by that my brother didn’t Wake up in the night by the cry of the visitors due to insert mom into place a dislocated someone’s arm or leg. Mom was treated with infusions of herbs, incantations and even delivered a baby. Anyhow, to the district hospital more than twenty miles. And kids are not waiting until the road dries after rain, and in winter will stop the Blizzard. They had my schedule and, as always, unexpected. And mom in any weather had to run to the pregnant women. According to folk omens determined the weather and figured out the dreams.
Mom respectfully addressed to the senior and Junior age, and even young children. And so the love of children and adults to her were disinterested. Mom knew a lot of different songs and legends, funny and instructive stories, recited prayers and verses from the Qur’an, observing the fasts. And so my mother was in great demand during Ramadan and Eid al-Adha and brought out my brother Goodies in the form of various Goodies. The house was always full of people. Some went, others came. And so the samovar, the inflation which was part of my duty, when I was home, never cooled.
The years have passed. And daughter-in-law Kosorotova Zoya Pavlovna reached retirement age, which in your life a finger about a finger not struck for the production, filling out documents, began to petition for pensions. But Semyonov, and they lived together in a different village to learn about it, opposed it and left the daughter in law Kosorotova with nothing. So I’m guilty before semen Semenovich for his fence broken, and when the case before him, ready to apologize. … But then clicked and I appeared before the Cruise.
Chapter two. MiG second
– From one person does not depend on, ' I said, anxiously glancing towards the Winged.
– How! he said, lighting his pipe and blowing smoke from under bushy mustaches, he snapped his fingers.
…And now I’m in the mountains eating grass. There is such beauty that I want to scream. I shouted, but the echoes of the wild neighing. The air filled with aromas of hot summer, excites in the memory of the pleasurable feelings: wants to lie down and take a ride on the green grass. But there comes to me a bearded man in fur cap and cloak, throws his rifle over his back, catches me by the leash, sits on top of me and with a whistle beats with his whip. “Well, Winged, quite insolent, I thought, taking place in a gallop, – I don’t want to be a horse and carry back some Abrek”! Flying at full gallop through mountain trails. On turns the corner of his eye noted that we jump another rider with rifle and knife on the belt. But then in turn appears a carriage with well-dressed and happy people. Feeling like he upsets me, I thought that it will be the way to ask, but he will drink from a gun, I even went deaf.
– Well, – he said through his teeth. – Come on Dengi, and gold. Ne, axe head!
Those given away everything of value. They somehow immediately became sad. One of the women even cried. Then they went our way, and we – his.
– Well, of Kobo-loaf, when to divide? asks his accomplice, approaching closer.
– Share, don’t worry. And jump further. But here we meet – soldiers, also with guns.
– Wait a minute! – they command. – Who are you?
– Travellers we are. Lost, – say the outlaws and unfold themselves. —
Yes these are the ones who Rob on the roads. And the descriptions fit. Wait! – shouts one of them, apparently, the elder. And beat me with his whip on the sides, and hurts so much! Take right off the bat and rush faster than the wind. Rear heard the gunshots and whistling bullets. My owner is single shots from a revolver. His partner in crime long been left behind, apparently, he was hit. Run at top speed, but a moment later, abyss and I, hot pursuit, jump over it. But the crevice was wider than I thought, and rear hooves failed. And my master, do not hold back in the saddle, falls back and gets tangled in the stirrups. Here I collect all my strength and pull myself along with my rider out of the abyss. Smell of hydrogen sulfide…
– Would be better if you fell into the abyss with him, says Cruise with a Georgian accent. – There would be what happened during his reign. To me it was like balm for the soul, but it’s not like the Creator.
– And nothing that he received rasuluhu and stripped the country defended from fascism. Raised the country from ruins to the heights of space? And, as we know, winners are not judged.
Is there perhaps not judged, then I judge. If defeated, then someone ruined and took away someone else’s life. I got them all in a special list, purgatory pass, not yet washed clean of their souls. And without cleaning, only children up to three years because have not had time to sin and Pets.
– And the camel, too, pet? timidly I put in, So why he too suffers along with everyone else in the “waiting room”?
– This brainless creature, did not become “home” and marching across the desert without food and water. No, you’re not doing? I even explain to him… so, what am I? And, I have all judged, and the rulers even more.
And Yes there was even such a ruler who would Radel for his people, ' I said. And immediately regretted it, watching as he defiantly raises a hand to flick a finger.
…Door flies open hot wind, and with it some black boy and falls down.
– Madam, You dispatch from the king Solomon. Turn around. Anyone. That is to me? Look – the clothes on me what a strange. Begin to feel yourself from top to bottom. My chest somehow large and soft! Down below, and there is nothing there!
Well, Cruise! Well, the evil one, I did not have to be a drag Queen? – cursed me.
– Mrs. Bilkis! You an