This is another story about a couple of Eldar and Christina. More precisely, the story of Christine, written on her behalf ...

On Saturday evening my parents called my grandmother. From a conversation with her, they did not understand anything, it was only clear that something had happened. They called me to find out if I was going with them or not. Of course, I immediately began to gather, the more Eldar went to work at night. And the next day I was planning to be at home. The husband will deliver the son to his parents before work, so there were no problems.

I quickly got together, not too far from our parents. On the stairs faced a neighbor. She somehow immediately realized that something had happened to me.

- Kristinochka, what happened? You are all pale.

- Aunt Seva, I really do not know. The grandmother called, we did not understand what had happened. Here we go ...

- Of course, right. If necessary, I can sit with my son ...

- No, thanks, Eldar will take him to his parents ...

I had already gone down half a floor when I heard after me:

- Christina, and you will eat through M ...?

- Yes.

- I feel uncomfortable asking you, but could you please get a package for my son?

- I don't know if there will be time ...

- Nothing, if you fail, bring back. I can't visit him this week, even though I promised him.

I could not refuse her, she always helped us. Sometimes we asked her to sit with her son when we had to leave somewhere. And not once did not refuse us ...

- I do not promise if it turns out ...

Her son was taken away in the army several months ago; my husband and I were even on the wires. There were few people, mostly relatives. Of the guests we are with my husband, and even three of his friends.

Of course, they forgot about the package, they remembered when they were already in place.

Grandma had a burn, she scalded her leg with boiling water. The spectacle is not very pleasant. The next day we went to the city to look for a doctor. Imposed ointment, bandaged, prescribed procedures. Said tomorrow to bring the dressing again ...

Parents decided to stay for a few days. But I have to go home. My father brought me to the station, and then Aunt Seva's package caught my eye. I had time, and I decided to fulfill the request of a neighbor. I learned from passers-by where the part is located. It was not so far away.

At the checkpoint, after some persuasion, he was called. I stood and waited for him near the checkpoint.

- Kristina? What happened? What's up with mom?

I turned to the voice. Murad stood before me. I did not even recognize him at first, he changed and changed for the better. Previously, he was more like a teenager. Now, there was not a man in front of me, but definitely not a teenager. It was visible, as it got stronger, shoulders became wider.

To be honest, I never paid any attention to him. The difference is 6 years old, and he looked like ... He always, when he met me, greeted and blushed, but I just nodded back and passed by.

How much time has passed? Half a year? And maybe more.

- Murad, everything is fine with mom. She just could not come in and asked to give you this, - and I handed him the package.

- Oh! I did not even say hello ...

- Nothing. It happens.

- And you specially came ... to me ...

If outwardly he has changed, then he remained inside as a boy. I just smiled, let him think as he wants.

- Are you leaving now? Or have some more time?

- Why?

- I ... would like to ..., - he flushed and lowered his eyes, then evidently plucking up his courage blurted out, - I want to invite you to the cafe. It is quite a while, even if only for ten minutes. You are welcome! I beg you!

He looked at me like that, while still blinking his eyes. I could not refuse him.

- Good. Only I have little time.

- I am now. Just take it ... I quickly ...

And he ran away.

Several soldiers came out of the gate, they lit a cigarette and stared at me.

- You see, what a chick! What legs, and chest, and ass !!! Ofiget ... I wonder who came to?

And despite the fact that they stood at some distance, I could hear what they were talking about.

- To Murad.

- To which?

- Yes, from your company.

- Yes, you go! This quiet, such a chick? Kidding me

- Well no. She came and asked him to invite. I called myself.

- Or maybe a sister or a relative?

- How do I know.

- Oh ... be! What did she find in him? Full dork! Take a look! I would be with her ...

I stood and listened to what he would do to me, and the most amazing thing was that all these vulgar complements gave me a little excitement.

Then Murad appeared, he headed towards me, but one of the standing soldiers grabbed his arm.

- Murad, is it for you, beauty?

- Yes?

- Who is she to you?

- This is ... this is ... my girlfriend!

I just did not believe the ears. He called me his girlfriend. But I immediately realized that he wanted to raise his authority at the expense of me.

When Murad approached me, I asked:

- What did you tell them about me?

And although I heard everything, I wanted to hear from him.

- I said that you ... that you ..., - he blushed again and lowered his eyes down, - that we ...

- So what are we?

- What are you my girlfriend?

He said it barely audible, almost in a whisper. I do not know why, but at that moment I felt sorry for him.

- Well, since I'm your girlfriend, so behave accordingly.

- How? - he stared at me.

- Kiss me, for starters. And do not stand like an idol.

He did not believe in the seriousness of my words, I had to act myself. He really did not know how to kiss.

“Now, go to the cafe.” Yes, and hug me ... For the waist ...

I felt his arm at the waist, and the looks of his colleagues on my back. They believed our performance or not, I do not know.

The cafe was not far away. I ate ice cream and listened. He told how to serve him, while not looking up, looked at me. When our eyes met, he immediately blushed and looked away. Soon all this idyll was over, it was already time for me to leave. He accompanied me, after asking permission, to the station.

These events made me happy for another two weeks, I told my husband. And she told him in all the colors, he was amused too. Then somehow everything was forgotten. But after two months, the events described above were continued.

It was a good day. I had a great mood. There was a day off, a husband at work, a son with his parents for several days. I went shopping, the so-called shopping. No one interfered or limited me in time. I bought a pretty tight dress and was very pleased with my purchase. So happy, albeit a bit tired, I was going home. And when I was about to enter the porch, I heard:

- Hello!

The voice seemed familiar, I turned around - in front of me was Murad, and I did not even notice him.

- Hello! - he looked slightly crumpled - did you run away from the army?

“No,” he added with pride, “they let me go home for a week!”

My mood was wonderful already, but seeing him and remembering our last meeting, it was simply superb.

- I came here, but my mother is not at home. And does not answer the phone.

- How long have you been here?

- Yes, a couple of hours.

- Poor him! Come to us ...

- No, what are you?

- There is no one at home. Eldar at work. Sit, chat ...

- No, I'll wait here ...

- Are you afraid of me?

- Not. Why? I'm not afraid of you ...

“I don’t know why ... And why are you calling me to you?”

- I do not know, I'm so used to. You are older than me ...

- Come on come on you. In the end, I'm YOUR GIRL!

I laughed, he was embarrassed and blushed. I resolutely took him by the arm and pulled him toward the entrance. He especially did not resist.

- Here you go. Set out where you are comfortable.

He took a chair in the hall.

- Will you be?

- No thanks.

“Then at least tea.” And not any objections.

I put the kettle on ...