my Roman. For this purpose I brought up it and married to Vera then to give it such. – It chose a word for Larisa. – Bitch. Only the full bitch can destroy family. What do you watch? Really I am so nasty to you? Yes, I am such. But I never destroyed family. – The hope, of course, used cunning. It was capable not only to destroy family, but also much more bigger. Example. Nina. – I reunited them".
As if understanding that Nadezhda thinks of Larisa, Larisa thought of hope.
"– I never saw such women as you Nadezhda. I understand, Roman your son, but understand him! He does not love Vera. It will never give it that he wants actually. And I know that he wants".
The hope took an interest.
– Do you want to destroy family?
On what Larisa with obvious melancholy told.
– If the man seeks someone elsewhere, and at the same time itself is married, then here cannot there be a speech about destruction of family, it already cracked. A matter of time when there is inevitable.
The hope specified.
– Do you mean a divorce?
– It.
The hope objected.
– But how many in the world of families have a bit on the side, and nothing, live?
Larisa grinned.
– I am sure that they do not get divorced because many are united by children. There are no children, and marriage broke up.
Nadezhda had to agree with Larisa. Its arguments were convincing. But nevertheless?
– And what you tell about those who have no children?
– Those live together only for the sake of money of one of spouses.
– And if there is no money? What then?
– Whether harm this there will be family relations. – Larisa told. – Rather this will be fight for existence, and only.
Nadezhda could not catch Larisa in any way. That answered and knew that she answers. – The hope thought. – Perhaps you are so ordinary as you seem?
– Means you consider that Roman does not love Vera?
– He loves it.
– Then that?
– He loves it the woman, it for him in any way like the girlfriend with whom girlfriends it is possible to share the problems. About any love here the speech does not go.
The hope rose from a table, approached a window, opened it. Then she inhaled a full breast and told.
– Stuffy.
Larisa immediately took an interest.
– To you it is bad? Can fast?
– But that objected. She flatly refused the ambulance, having told.
– I have everything.
Now it is necessary to explain what happened to Nadezhda? Let's begin with the fact that this conversation for it was not from pleasant. And think who will speak in senses with foreign woman only because she is pregnant. She is pregnant, and the child's father her son, Roman. Other mother waved away from it, told. – Itself get out. – but Nadezhda. She loved the son so that she sometimes this good turned into the evil, and the evil in good. Angrily for good. All the life Nadezhda was also guided by it. Now, talking to this woman, she understood that in something Larisa is right. She said that Roman loves it, but not Vera. From where did she know it? From a conversation with it Nadezhda understood that Larisa if not the expert on family life, she knows about it much. The childhood at it difficult was obvious, otherwise will not explain.
What to do? This question is asked to themselves by many people? But almost nobody finds on it the answer.
Now, Nadezhda understood that she all her efforts to keep a healthy cell family a tree failed. If this child really of Roman, then everything is over. The family will collapse sooner or later. All its works will depart to nothing. The fact that she so long tried to obtain by all the forces will disappear in a non-existence. The novel changed Vera, and it is the fact. Why everything so occurred? Where Nadezhda was mistaken? Really it is still capable of deep feelings? With Vera he felt nothing similar.
However, feeling feelings, and it is necessary to live. Here the destiny also offered it the choice, and he chose. Roman soon will become a father. He wanted it many years. All the end, this marriage broke up. The hope felt it, felt that her son in fast will find rest. Rest and happiness in the most blazhashchy future.
Where she was mistaken? The rage on themselves was captured by its feelings. She could not forgive herself what not to watched the beloved child that she somewhere was mistaken, but where? All that it did it did it only because wanted for the son only happiness. Happiness, and anything else.
Having noticed that Nadezhda feels ill at ease, Larisa got up from a table and having approached her asked once again.
– What is with you? – on her face there was no person. Instead of it she saw the woman who did not understand what occurs? Her face was red, eyes not knowingly looked at Larisa. It seemed that her trunk just about will fall. Suddenly, unexpectedly it grabbed heart, having stupidly looked at Larisa, having told it one word. – I hate! – And it was said so that it seemed to Larisa that this word was pronounced not by the person. And some animal. Then Nadezhda told. – Head. – it turned the head, one may say, that just conducted it. Conducted and was filled with weight excessive to human consciousness. It fell to Larisa. On the little girl. As could, held it, and put on a floor. Having immediately checked it pulse, she ran on rooms, looking for stationary phone. She forgot what it has cellular and it was unimportant. There is stationary phone. Larisa picked up the phone, took zero three, and called an ambulance.
Then, she began to ransack on cases, looking for drugs, but they were not anywhere. Then she passed to her bedroom, and having opened a bedside table at a bed, saw in it medicines. Having found something from heart, she ran on kitchen, and having poured a glass of cold water, ran in a drawing room. It gave to the woman lying on a floor a tablet, and pushed it to it in a mouth.
Meanwhile the call to a door rang out.
Larisa immediately looked at a door from a drawing room, and immediately thought. – This is obviously to Roman. To whom else to be? This it came, or the ambulance? – Larisa got up from cards, ran up to a door, left a drawing room, and having run up to an entrance door, looked in a peephole. She saw, standing behind a door, in Roman's corridor. It seemed joyful. He held a bouquet of scarlet colors in hand. Larisa opened a door.
Standing in a corridor Roman, having seen Larisa, her worried look, asked.
– What has happened?
Larisa immediately steamed.
– Your mother!.
Without understanding what occurs, he saw concern and alarm on Larisa's face. Her face of it also did not hide. Yes she also could not hide what now Roman all the same would learn.
– Yes what occurred really? – Roman did not understand. – Where mother?
Larisa immediately showed a hand on the living room, told.
– There.
Without understanding anything, but understanding that something happened to his mother, the novel was included into the apartment, and having run to the living room, opened, a door and having entered it he saw лежащею on a floor without consciousness his mother. Having thrown color on a table, he ran up to it, and having inclined before it probed its pulse. Pulse was. Weak, but it nevertheless was. Roman sighed. – It is alive. – yes, she was alive, but she was unconscious. The novel as could, began to bring her round, but its attempts were vain. Larisa who ran in behind it, ran up to Roman, and wanted to help, but that having shouted on her that was urine, and in his eyes contempt and Hatred for this woman was read. – Leave! – on his eyes tears appeared. They appeared. Undertook from nowhere. Whether the joke to come home and to find the unconscious mother, and that which with it at this moment