While Christina was absent, all this time Eldar went crazy with jealousy. In his brain, inflamed with lust and suspicion of her infidelity, the craziest details of her fall were born. “Well, she can't negotiate with him for so long! Something is wrong here! ”. He occasionally called her, but she didn’t pick up the phone, although her phone wasn’t disconnected and the calls went through. Eldar wandered around the room from corner to corner like a hunted beast, but that did not help. Having called her once again and without waiting for an answer, he made, as it seemed to him, the only right decision in this situation: he went to their place of meeting. Eldar did not notice when he drank - on the table there was a half-empty bottle of vodka - and could no longer take the wheel himself. He called a taxi and began to dress feverishly.

The gloomy and taciturn driver quickly drove him to the meeting place of Andrei and Christina: it was already night, the city was empty, and there were almost no cars. Eldar asked the driver to wait, paying him in advance, and rushed to the entrance. The cafe was already closing: there were almost no visitors left in the hall. Eldar briskly walked both halls - smoking and not smoking, but Christina and Andrew were nowhere to be found. He was called by the hall administrator:

- Good evening, dear, how can I help you?

Hello, - Eldar spoke confusedly, his voice constantly broke, - I am looking for a beautiful woman ... She was wearing a translucent dark blouse and a full skirt ... She had to be with a man ...

- On it were still fishnet tights? - the administrator interrupted him, and for some reason looked away to the side.

- Yes Yes! - Eldar exclaimed, noting to himself that the obvious beauty of his wife is striking to many and does not go unnoticed, - Could you tell how long she left?

- Igor! Come here! “The administrator quietly called a young lad to him,” this waiter served the table where the person in question was sitting, the administrator added, turning to Eldar.

A lanky lad approached them and stared in surprise at the senior shift, casting glances at Eldar.

“You served a table with a pair: a man and a pretty woman in a dark sweater and fishnet tights?” - strictly asked the administrator.

- Cristina? - Asked the waiter, and Eldar for some reason pinched in his chest, - yes, I, only she was in stockings, and not in pantyhose ... Why?

- And how do you know what she was? - The eyes of the Administrator narrowed to small slits, - so, Mr. asks, how long has she gone? - he added.

“I won’t say exactly,” the lad answered, “but just recently.” She and her husband left: he settled the bill and called a taxi.

“She left with her husband!”, Eldar's face is gray.

- Listen, where did they go? - finally forced out Eldar.

“I don’t know, they didn’t report to me,” the waiter grinned, and was about to leave.

“Wait,” Eldar took his sleeve, and took him away from the administrator, “tell me how she behaved?”

- Who? Kristina? - the guy stared blankly at Eldar, - and why does this interest you so much?

“This is my wife,” Eldar said quietly, and he felt disgusted by his own words, “that man who was with her is my friend.”

- Friend?! - The waiter whistled and grinned - good friend! - The guy backed off a bit - then I, moreover, will not tell you anything: you will accidentally kill me!

Eldar's heart pounded so hard that he thought he would collapse right here right now, in this drowsy cafe.What could have happened in this crowded place that the waiter refuses to tell him ?!

“Listen,” Eldar tried to control himself, despite the fact that his knees were trembling, “you know that: let's sit down!” - He carefully sank into the nearest chair, and the guy remained standing in front of him, ready to leave at any moment - is Igor your name?

“Yes,” the waiter nodded warily.

“Listen, Gosh,” Eldar began, “I really need to know what happened here!” - He pleadingly looked at the guy, - well, do you want me to give you money? - Eldar quietly added, looking back: the administrator was no longer there.

Eldar pulled a thousand-ruled bill from his trousers and handed it to the waiter. He quickly snatched the bill and put it in his pocket.

“Ask,” he said shortly.

“Just don't write,” Eldar asked, and wiped the sweat from his brow, “tell me everything as it was.”

- A sense of lying to me? - the guy was indignant and sat down next to Eldar too, - well, they came together, made an order, a snack there is different, a bottle of wine ...

- Did they drink wine? - Specified Eldar, and all shrunk inside.

“And not one bottle,” said Igor, “they took the second with them.”

“They took the second with them,” Eldar repeated in a hollow voice, and lowered his head, “more ...”

- Well, this ... she called him Andrei ... He climbed to her all the time, sat closer and hugged her shoulders, Christina at first tried to shy away from his arms, but he held her tightly around her waist, and ... in general, everything, - somehow the waiter finished up crumpled up and looked expectantly at Eldar.

Eldar went to his pocket, took out another bill, and silently handed the waiter.

“Then he put his hand on her chest and began to caress her,” the guy calmly continued, as if telling what the weather was expected for tomorrow, “it seemed to me that she was very sensitive,” said Igor, lifting his eyes to the ceiling, “he I squeezed her breasts first through the jacket, and then pulled them straight out ... And pulling her nipples ... Is your Eldar your name? The waiter suddenly asked, interrupting his story.

“Yes,” Eldar shrank all over, as if struck, “did she say anything about me?”

“Well, I don't know,” the waiter hesitated, and looked expressively at Eldar’s pocket.

“No,” Eldar shook his head, and added gloomily, “tell me.”

- Christina told Andrew that he fucks better than Eldar, - the waiter said vengefully, and quickly spoke like a machine gun, - and she also felt his eggs and jerked his dick through the pants, her boobs were naked and all our staff saw them the guests of the cafe, they didn’t even hide at all when they were kissing passionately, he tore off all the buttons on his jacket when he crushed her breasts, and she hugged his head, and sucked with him while he was jerking off her fingers while he their table, and wanted to replace an empty bottle, and saw everything!

Igor took a deep breath and looked at Eldar: it was impossible to know. He suddenly got up, and the old man’s unsteady gait went to the exit.

- Christina was sitting with her legs apart, while this caressed her tits and pussy, so I saw that she was not in pantyhose, but in stockings! - The waiter shouted after him, and Eldar bent as if from a shot in the back.

He went outside, closed his eyes and sucked in the air noisily. I wanted to lie here and die on the threshold of this fucking cafe. He involuntarily felt his dick through his trousers: he stood with a stake and pulsed in time with his furiously beating heart.

- We are going, or how? - asked the taxi driver, leaning out of the car.

“We're going,” Eldar replied, and quickly got into a taxi, “back,” he said, and leaned back tiredly in the seat ...

...

At home, Eldar went into the room without a shoe, and poured himself a vodka from a bottle still standing on the table. She was warm and nasty, and almost went back. Eldar grimaced, but forced himself to swallow the "medicine". Then he sat down at the table, put the phone in front of him, pressed the call button, and waited. The call quietly measured the silence of the ether with beeps until it “lashed” and went to the second dial. Eldar dropped the bell and put his head in his hands. "I wonder where they fuck", a thought crawled into my head, cold as a fish “Really in a hotel? So trite ". I wanted to smoke, but there were no cigarettes at home: Eldar smoked on rare occasions: only when he was very drunk, or when his soul ached. Here, as now. The phone came to life, and Eldar started, ...