The homecoming beauty

It is said by minds that are certainly more learned than average people, that is, "wiser minds", that the camp of ladies can basically be divided into two souls; There are particularly beautiful women whose only task is to build beautifully stylish artificial nails on the horny layers of their barely used fingertips, and their least concern is to buy what kind of shoes or up-to-date fashion and supportive clothing - usually their rich husbands or boyfriends of her money, while the other extreme can be divided into the housewife type. The outstanding characteristic of this type of lady is that her life is spent in an almost constant rush in a rollercoaster-like spiral! He is there when the children have to be taken to kindergarten, he is there when spiritual support is needed because the child fell off his bicycle and suffered minor bumps and bruises like a soldier, which can only be healed by a caring mother's kiss, he is the who, no matter how tired he is after a hard day's work, still has the presence of mind to prepare dinner for his partner in love and pamper him a little when everyone has gone to bed! And finally - as it is almost always present in the sieve of life; typically, the housewife is the type of the women's camp who, for some reason, are either easily forgotten, or are only given a tiny bit of forced respect, or in the given robotic, slave factory, which in the current XXI. even in the 20th century, it is called workplaces without merit, or by their partner, who, on the other hand, prefers to use and turn to his own advantage the fact that his poor beloved wife can sew everything on one neck, from cooking to the problems of everyday life!

Kuczora was already well over thirty-five years old when he suddenly met a charming, extremely intelligent lady, whom he only secretly dared to marry; only then did he realize the basic formula of true responsibility, and that marriage is the safest, consciously protected institution ever devised on earth. They only agreed on a civil ceremony, and the parents also agreed to this - in a forced, reluctant, teeth-grinding style - but Kuczora considered even this to be fraught, since his inferiority complex had permanently taken over him, and his compliance, which was constantly stirring up bigger and bigger disputes, compulsion! On the other hand, when he saw Melinda in that beautiful foam white wedding dress, which accentuated the more shapely and beautifully plump body parts in the name of modern elegance, in a single minute it seemed to him that all his trivial worries had gone away! and at that moment, beyond the crowd of congratulatory wedding guests, he caught sight of the lady for whom he once would have been able to die - because he loved her so much that he would willingly and courageously have given up her life, and lady love is not enough, whatever God gives, a a real war veteran who was also attracted by the money, but it immediately turned out that after the veteran died, he left all his assets to his only daughter, and the new woman could pretty much only get what she brought into the relationship, namely: Nothing in the sky in a given world ! Well, the thought at hand seemed natural, that he would immediately launch an attack against the newly prepared will with an entire army of well-heeled lawyers, and try to reclaim the remaining fractional wealth - which he believed he had the right to - as a legitimate right!

In the eyes he saw - it is not known if his reaction was real and sincere - there were tears that vibrated like real pearls, and if he had started even more, he would have been afraid that he would deliberately smear the eye paint that was applied with special care! But the question of who and when could have invited him to this truly special event never came up, the person who invited him was lost in obscurity...

He knew very well that Melinda was a blessed, precious angel phenomenon and that there was no need to hide everything from her; they discussed his life in as much detail as possible, going all the way back to the memories of his inhibited and half-hearted childhood mixed with nightmares and school atrocities, as well as the five whole years he spent with the given strikingly exotic beauty, even if the given lady pinched me because she liked the good brand wines, and then no man could escape her bushy coquettishness! - Everything was nothing but his uncertainty imposed on the individual, the strictly imposed formula of commitment, which could only be endured with a great degree of patience and understanding - since human emotions are never simply white or only black!

Melinda even liked the idea that their husbands would eventually become best friends, and as usual, wives would also progress to best friends with their husbands!

"Honey!" I don't want to offend you at all, but with that you're dating a woman, believe me! Kuczora insisted.

"Come on, you little boy!" Why?!

"Because I know very well the human, evil calculation and the character of insidious, exploitative natures!" That's why!

"You were a pessimist in your life, maybe that's why I liked you so much back then!" - thought the other. - Anyway! I consider everyone my friend, and I think there is nothing wrong with that!

"You know, my dear, it was a bit of a leech relationship with my ex, who became a real harpy when he found out that I didn't have an orphan left so that he could maintain his slightly luxurious lifestyle!"

"And if I understand your words correctly, now you are terrified and deathly afraid that the woman will take revenge like this?"

- Exactly! he swallowed a huge one. "By the way, how did you come up with it?" he was surprised.

"Honey, you're sweet!" I'm just listening! he whispered in her ears.

"Perhaps when he himself became an increasingly violent harpy, because he could sense that he couldn't keep it..." he mused, "but the devil knows!"

"But did you have happier years?" Or not?

"Well, that's true!" I was! But what else are they?

"Never mind, honey!" I'm getting jealous, the one who once stole from me is still sitting here in the room!

Kuczora would have liked to erase even the faintest memory of the presence of the other irresistible woman-person right then and there. Melinda, on the other hand, had a wonderful understanding of how to be generous and yet sophisticatedly worldly at the same time, when the given situation required it. Their honeymoon was purposely held in a small, but all the more romantic lagoons, flirting with the moonlight somewhere on the coast of the Greek Islands, and while his new wife was having a pleasant sleep in the still pleasantly warm, night mist, Kuczora took out the photo of his ex-girlfriend from his notebook with an unavoidable passion, because since he was a writer and always liked to take notes for himself, he would not have missed the opportunity to see if he could be possessed by the muse's kiss during the happy honeymoon...

Later, he didn't even want to believe that his other ex-girlfriend was vacationing in exactly the same place, only on someone else's side; already among her almost individual, generous specialties was how to consciously and effectively use the elite companies of richer men, and now she apparently used all means to win the hungry, greedy men's hearts in her truly seductive, high-world woman's swimsuit seduce him immediately! Unfortunately, while some people are forced to flee into shame because of their not at all advantageous physical features, this calculating woman of this world measured the given people - of course, only those whom she met of her own free will - to see how much she could cash out of just by obeying her financial considerations! And unfortunately, in many cases, instead of falling over to the other side of the horse - since he could almost never handle money, as if he was constantly burning his hands - instead of being permanently sent to the floor by the preserved indebtedness, he became even richer - thanks to a new, business kind of relationships, which was usually always followed by a sufficiently extreme and somewhat seething stormy bed scene!

In these days, he was able to arrive on this very cozy island of peace and harmony, with a truly Mediterranean climate, and Kuczora deliberately hid this from him so that he could not accidentally hurt Melinda! Besides, based on her behavior, he guessed that since she was an extremely smart and intelligent young woman, sooner or later she would find out that the hay was standing in the yard of their house. It was typical of his leech-behaving ex that he didn't leave her alone even on her honeymoon; there are such typically crippled people who, if you extended your hand to them, would immediately need their whole arm, and even tore it off straight from the stem!

Melinda's hair color was very similar to the camp of flaxen blondes, but as the setting blood-red wound was illuminated by the glowing sun, a hint of honey-colored glow could be detected in it, while her ex had raven black hair and at least as dark chestnut, but even more important eyes!

"Honey!" You've been such a fun-loving kid all day! Is there anything wrong with you? Am I starting to worry about you? Everything is alright?! �" she came out of the foam of the sea like a real seductive goddess in human form, only more attractive! He advantageously exploited his female forms, which almost always influenced Kuczora, if the anatomy of women was brought up in the middle of their conversations.

"Don't be angry with me, I know and understand that right now I should be completely cheerful and grinningly happy, but I still have a hard time just relaxing!" - he took hold of her delicate, pleasantly bronze brown ducks with gentle humility and even kissed the inner surface of her hand.

Overwhelmed with desire, Melinda snuggled up against her chest covered in jungle-like fur, and then began cooing suspiciously: "I love you, I love you so much!"

- I know darling! I love you too! he tried so well sni now borrowed passionate kissing scenes from romantic movies as much as she could, but somehow it all seemed a bit more greedy frothing, as the two passionate lips connected with each other and began to suck the other.

"Oh, Pisty!" This is divine! I'm melting already! she whispered pleasantly.

- Baby! I'd like to talk to you a bit if I may? - he felt that his voice was getting serious on purpose, but he didn't want to spoil the festive mood in any way.

- Say it? What happened?! �" her voice trembled a little, because she felt that her new husband's heart began to beat excitedly, which is a sure proof of the stressful situation.

"My ex thinks he can't live without me!" - it took a lot of effort not only to formulate this, but also to say it!

- Here?! the other suddenly rose from his calm, almost lying position.

- I think yes! Because I have a quality that only a few people have: I can sense when something bad is going to happen!

"But...how-how...I simply don't understand what else that woman could want from you??? �" his voice sounded a little more nervous on purpose, even though malice was always far from him!

"Oh, my life!" The formula is simple: Power over me! And I think if he were standing on it, he would exercise it above everyone else!

"That's outrageous!" I simply can't find words! How do you even imagine that he just brazenly sets me up here and systematically destroys our already shared life?! It must be stopped immediately! As soon as we get home, I'll file a police report against him, then we'll see if he dares to do it again?! This insolence! �" he nervously digs his delicate swan fingers into the sand, as if trying to ease a burning wound.

Kuczora still wants to save the situation he thought was lost:

"But what if the poor thing is sick!" Remember that you should take care of the mentally ill, because otherwise they can be dangerous to themselves!

"I completely agree with that!" But this woman is no longer sick, if not a real spiritual terrorist! When did you end the relationship? he turned to her curiously.

"Well that's a good question!" Let's do the math... Well, it's been there for at least five - maybe even six years!

- There you go! And then you come to his defense despite this?! Shame on you!

"But my dear!" What have I done, tell me? - in his despair, he feels helpless.

"You should have carefully looked into what kind of person he is before you even started getting to know him!" That's it!

- You know, my dear, I always thought that the real purpose of getting to know each other is that people don't know much about each other and want to unravel the mysteries; curiosity is an integral part of the human race, you know! - his sentence sounded like reasoning, but he didn't mean it like that at all.

"And I want him to finally get out of our shared life!" You understand?!

- It's good to get along with everyone, because unfortunately, especially nowadays, you never know where life will take you!

"You're right about that too, but what this insufferable woman, I have to say about her now, allows herself to go beyond all limits!"

In the past five years, since he only met Melinda on a popular dating site, their strong and consolidated relationship was based on mutual trust and attraction, and unconditional honesty and truth; neither of them had ever lied to the other, and they wanted to maintain this minor spiritual vow in the framework of reciprocity at all costs! Now it's as if he's no longer afraid. Melinda had an amazing sense of making him believe that he could give the impression of a confident and balanced person, and that the sun should rise on him alone! And his charming wife was so devoted that she could have easily entrusted him with the entire repertoire of childhood traumas and cheap, small-scale humiliations.

"I admit, my heart hurts a little!" - the young woman began now. "After all, if someone is so, almost maniacally attached to the object of their love, there is something particularly romantic about it, don't you think so?"

Later, when they had both come in from the beach, which was slowly approaching midnight, where their senses had become clearer in the salty air, and their hearing distance had increased significantly, he asked: "Were you very happy together?"

"But Darling!" Needless to say, I never like to cause pain or hurt to anyone! If I were to say that my ex was one of the defining characters in my life, you would surely be seized with loud envy!

- Come on! It didn't even occur to me! You know very well that I have never been either envious or jealous of other people's successes or failures!

With his already palpable perception of love, he felt Melinda's bronze shoulder gently touch him, and now he trembled a little from the foreboding of conscious fear; he could feel his little heart beating faster and faster on the soaked parts of the bathing suit, because he was very worried about the unknown tomorrows...

"What's wrong, honey?"

"I don't even know..." thought only one father For a moment, the woman fell off the bed. "Are you happier otherwise than with him?"

"Please clarify this a bit!"

"You just know!" So… how do you feel about me and how did you feel around me while you were together?

"Sweet little fool," he said and kissed her softly, yet sensually, before taking her into his arms. They kissed for a long time and didn't even notice that it was almost four o'clock in the morning, and somehow they felt the sun rise much earlier in the coastal areas.

Melinda straightened her straw-dried hair in the meantime, then added: - We have all done quite a few things that, being wiser, we would do differently now! I think I made the right decision to tie my further destiny to you!

"Well... I'm really happy about that!" - The fact that he could be different for a moment was his ex-girlfriend's fault.

It was time for breakfast and everyone retired to the buffet dining room; at least those who were not specifically convinced that they speak the local sloppy English tolerably well and would like to secure themselves at least on the food front.

"We will answer that woman!" - he decided.

- No way!

"I know that he has hurt you a lot in your life, honey, but even so, you have to understand that you belong to me now!"

"With a maximum of one postcard!" �" they stayed like this until the end of the morning.

The summer passed behind them like the universe in which their bodies consciously, yet intoxicated, boiled together. The autumn rain was pouring down like those orphaned tears that a person sheds in his last desperation for help - and even then it is not certain that he will receive the redemptive relief.

�" As soon as we arrive at our new shared home, I will immediately turn up the heating and it will be so warm that we can hide under the covers! - Said the new husband. "It's like we've been replaced!"

However, when the furnishings arrived, someone had carefully arranged them differently than they had left them, and based on the smells of the kitchen, someone could have worked hard to grab their stomachs, which were already growling with a tantalizing good appetite! They heard someone singing deliciously in the kitchen, while mouth-watering, luscious aromas were wafting...

"Didn't you just break in?" - the woman was horrified in her voice, like a trembling poplar leaf.

- Come on! Such stupidity! Besides, it must have been someone who had a key to the apartment; the formula is very, very simple! you just have to figure it out! - he spoke with such measured calmness that he almost surprised even himself.

"But who the hell could be here?" - his young wife was now getting very upset, because even though she had a bad habit, she started wringing her delicate swan hands. Kuczora quickly went over and took the two small trembling birds and ducks in his palm and kissed them softly. He felt through the network of delicate veins in his palm that the other's restless heart was beating more and more dangerously, and now he wanted to calm it down.

"Calm down, my dear!" I promise it won't be a problem! �" and he was about to go to the phone stored in the living room to call the police, when the gastronomic door of the kitchen opened, and his girlfriend in a small apron with a floral pattern stepped out, while the smell of delicious fried meat filled the entire dining room.

"Well, hello!" How did you travel? �" he didn't waste his time unnecessarily, he already started teasing Kuczora.

"Thank you, we're having a great time!" But please leave us alone! �" this was already said by the wife, who steeled herself, secretly gathered her strength and stood firmly and firmly on her heels.

The ex-girlfriend's cat-poisoned eyes widened and she gasped in surprise:

"But I thought that... that we were all having dinner together!" - he cut the plate of delicious roast meat to the dining table in such a way that the porcelain plate covering the nobility, on which he tried to carefully set it, almost broke.

"We never said that!" Please get out of our lives! - the young woman started towards him.

"But... I thought that... we would be a family!" - he roared louder and louder, frantically waving the kitchen knife, which he intended to slice the roast meat as tasty as possible. "How could you do that dear??? - she stared angrily at the man, who, having no better escape, desperately tried to seek refuge from the arms of his new wife.

- And I say, now tactfully, that you either leave our apartment, which you have nothing to do with on earth, or I call the police, and then you can explain yourself! So... which one?! - he gave the right of decision to the now fully matured woman.

Kuczora was really so frightened and scared that while the familiar perpatvar kept watching the front door the whole time, so that if it was finally time to break bread, he could at least ask for help from the neighbors.

"This is my last warning!" - raised the young woman. "If you don't get out of here and mind your own business, there could be trouble!" "Now he just felt that he was a witness to his presence of mind and courage." right, because the sight of the flashing knife should have been cause for concern.

"Oh dear!" I'm so sorry to have interfered in your life, but it would have been so nice to have a little chat! - it seemed that the ex-girlfriend was going to collapse; slumped on the dining room table, now looking as if he had broken down in all his vulnerable spirit.

The young woman took pity on him, because she kindly went up to him, took a seat next to him, and carefully stroked his hair, comforting him: "It's okay, it's okay!" Everything will be fine! �" he saw more and more menacingly, that that cruel knife was still clenched in a fist in the hand of the other broken soul; he began to carefully caress his hand so that he could gently take out the knife.

When the knife was already in his hand, he immediately threw it away so that it could not cause any more damage; thanks to the peculiar, routine self-defense course a few months ago.

"It won't be a problem, will it?" - he looked searchingly at one, then at the other, between his tear-covered eyes. For a while, Kuczora tried to wipe away every drop of sweat on his forehead, which was only caused by the excited stress and nervousness, and then he began to nod violently, as if he suddenly agreed with everything.

Later, the young woman brewed a good amount of strong coffee, and then all three drove up; they didn't call the police, but the next day the young woman called an acquaintance of one of the psychiatrists, with whom they used to wear the university benches at the time, and asked him for help in order to heal the ex-girlfriend as efficiently as possible.

Kuczora could not have dreamed of a better and more efficient married life; Melinda as the XXI. The majority of modern and strong-willed independent women of the 20th century worked as long as they could because they said they really wanted to get pregnant - preferably around the age of thirty. Rumors about Melinda soon began to spread; many of her acquaintances noticed that she was more tired than usual, and there were cases where she could hardly stand on her feet due to the tiredness of a corpse, and her body seemed more fragile than that of her friends of the same age.

"I'm sorry, dear… but I'm really tired now!" If you don't mind if I rest a bit, maybe it will be much better! �" Kuczora noticed that he was trying to approach the area of ​​their shared bedroom with hesitant, uncertain steps, as if he were visiting this apartment for the first time in his life. Kuczora didn't even have to speak several times, he gently lifted the woman, as those who want to lift their spouse over the symbolic threshold in their arms, and carefully helped her into their bed, and kissed her breath on her exhausted forehead.

"She must be pregnant and exhausted! he began to morph. But if it is, then why didn't he get caught by the natural nausea that is becoming common at this time?" - and since there was no answer to his poetic questions, he effectively used all the remaining free time that his work did not take away from him to study all the pregnancy books in detail and try to find out what could be wrong with his beloved's body, which is taking so much use of him, and wears

The weeks passed, and Melinda's belly became more and more shapely, more and more rounded; in the last, decisive months, he was like an overripe watermelon or a giant pumpkin turned upside down. And there could not be a more radiantly happy new mother on earth than Melinda. In contrast to Kuczora, who - although he was never greedy for money, nor a self-centered shrink - nevertheless felt a strong urge to collate the tables of certain financial columns on a mathematical basis; how much will the life of the unborn sapling cost?

They became more and more accustomed to each other's strange quirks and fads; for example, Kuczora started a circular motion like a ring dart when his head was upside down; he used a pillow only as a last resort, when his breathing was more fragmented, because he always laid his neck motionless, and Melinda also understood this, who, on the other hand, once she had found her comfortable sleeping position, started snoring as loud as a growling, female lion, which on the other hand, Kuczora was only able to bear it with the help of earth squats: now both of them thought, if there is going to be a child between them serving as a bond, they should also change their perhaps unpleasant sleeping habits!

Summer came again, and Melinda could only sit down with help and walk at all; it's also lucky that at work and especially his boss was as understanding as possible in relation to babies; not a single one was true for him, but he understood those whose everything is family happiness!

"Of course dear Melinda!" He will stay on leave as long as he likes, and when we have the heir to the throne, we will welcome him back with open arms! she said with a smile, of course she couldn't seriously think that in today's overly rushed world, work should wait until the maternity leave is over, since then she could immediately close her business. Therefore, temporarily as soon as it turns out that dear Melinda is on maternity leave he hired a "younger chick" who was as stupid as the earth, the management - especially his hungry male members could have killed for some of his body parts, he looked so fantastically pretty! Although many people believed that if the little lady in question had devoted at least as much thoroughness and efficiency to her studies as to what artificial nails to stick on her eyebrows, or what mascara to use, so that she could wink even more advantageously than some bad habit, then not only he would have achieved miles better results in his graduation, but he would have already entered the university armed with excellent skills.

And on top of that, there was almost no board member who didn't agree with her chewing habits that were forced to the point of disgust, which is sacrilegious even for a charming young lady!

"Then thank you for welcoming me, Mr. Boss, and I wish you more good work!" - she said goodbye in the hope that even after her maternity leave, she will probably be received with the same love and respect as in the past.

"Of course it's expensive!" Then send a picture of the small scope, but only when it has escaped! - he politely bowed to her and opened the door for her; which was surprisingly unusual from someone who had never crossed a straw when it came to standing up for the interests of the workers!

Two days later, another time bomb nearly exploded; Melinda started having excruciating pains and had to be taken to the hospital immediately, but the ambulance might have gotten stuck in a traffic jam, because the seconds just flew by and nothing happened, so Kuczora decided to put her earlier ideas to rest, and like crazy she started putting the worried mother in his car, and kicking it to the right, he now whistled all the traffic rules through all the traffic lights as if it were a real human life! And he wasn't so wrong; Melinda was bleeding…

The doctor on duty quickly looked at the medical record and tried to make the correct diagnosis on his own:

"Has your wife had abdominal complaints before?"

He spread his arms in confusion; he didn't even know what the real and complete answer to this question could be!

"Not that I know of!" This has never happened before! Although… maybe he was just hiding it from me! he morphed.

"Do you have a drug allergy?" - he kept asking so that he could get answers to all important questions as soon as possible.

- I think not!

"Are you guessing now, or do you know there isn't one?" the other snorted. You could tell from his raven-legged, bloodshot eyes that he had worked his way through the last thirty-seven hours.

"Excuse me, but I have no idea!"

"Okay, we'll see!" Now, if you want good, stay outside while we prepare for the intervention! - he stormed off with that.

Kuczora, like someone who was really swallowing a stake, hesitantly crept up to the woman, who was forced to endure horrible pain during these minutes; her once delicate, bronze skin was now completely white and writhed in pain, her beautiful doe eyes were frozen first into a veil, then into completely transparent glass, and congested tears flowed from it.

Kuczora took his hands, which now looked so orphaned and helpless:

"I promise everything will be fine!" Don't worry about anything! he answered.

"Oh dear!" This hurts so much! I'm afraid... I can't stand it! You will have to take action!

Humans always have a risk factor that indicates danger, which also predicts unexpected events, and instead of hoping for guaranteed survival, the young woman now felt completely lethargic and disillusioned. He felt the crushing pain completely crushing him.

In Melinda's beautiful bug eyes, the uncertainty was visible for the first time: I wonder how the night of this funny day will end? He had always found it a bit of an unusual thought to leave the ranks of the living at the happiest, most festive moment; there was some injustice and excessive cruelty in this!

"I don't believe in coincidences!" You just hold on! If necessary, at any price, okay?! - he held her, squeezed her, and she didn't even notice it, but she began to squeeze her skinny, scaring hands more and more spasmodically, and she felt that she was gradually weakening and her biological existence was slipping away from them.

Melinda fell asleep quickly and painlessly as a result of the sleeping cocktail - which one of the nurses put into a vein together with the infusion -; it was impossible to know for sure what she was actually hearing, and whether she even understood the words of her still-stressed husband, who was still running beside her as they wheeled her into the operating room, whispering in her ears.

These few hours spent in uninhabited and uncertain life seemed to make him realize the fragility of life; as if he realized that the most important thing is to tell our loved ones, while they are awake, that they are adored, cherished getis, and they will always be loved, because tomorrow may not be the right time again...

On the night of that day, he was possessed by such a universal, disillusioned weariness that a person can only feel if he is permanently preparing for death; he felt every part of him go numb from the inside and become disembodied, as if he were a wandering ghost or shadow, constantly emerging from the past to call people's sins to account. The rest of the evening was spent in constant uncertainty. In the meantime, his ex-girlfriend unexpectedly appeared, and now, while his wife is fighting between life and death, she comes here protesting for her dear life, like a offended lady, and the whole situation is like some kind of mutual responsibility; he felt the irritating stimulus in his fist - he would have liked to strangle it!

"I just heard the news!" How is Melinda? - in his voice it was not possible to decide whether the feigned concern took shape or merely feigned sympathy.

"Did you have an idea to come here??? - shouted the other, but only in a subdued way, because they were standing in the corridor of the hospital, and yelling was strictly forbidden here!

"Of course, because Melinda is my best friend!" I know what you think of me, but that's another matter between the two of us! he stated. "What did the doctor say?"

Kuczorán now seemed to be completely losing the safe ground from under his feet; he felt his head stirred by the persistent madness and the remorse for not even being able to protect the love of a selflessly dear woman, and now it completely twisted him.

"Do you know what you are?" You're a piece of trash! How did you come here?

"Please… now is not the time!" Let's wait and see what the doctor says first. �" he backed away, just for the sake of safety, because he still well remembered the old times when they were together, and he knew very well that once Kuczora comes out of the herd, there is no stopping him and he will break and crush!

"You have nothing on earth to earn here!" DID YOU UNDERSTAND?! And now please leave us alone while I'm kind! �" a threat now hit the other in the face, just with the tone of voice, as Kuczora said.

"Good, good!" -; tried to calm him down! - I go! But later I want to know if he is cured! - with that, he demonstratively withdrew from the place condemned to orphanhood by the hospital residents.

Melinda was pushed out at dawn; she looked as weak and as white as the holiest lily that the feeble dew ever touched, yet according to the doctor she gave birth to a perfectly healthy baby girl, she just lost a lot of blood, so she needed a blood transfusion, and it was better to let her rest for a few days.

Shortly after three o'clock in the afternoon, almost at visiting time, Melinda opened her eyes and smiled softly, tiredly, because she saw her husband, who wouldn't have moved from the side of his hospital bed for the world, while he tightly squeezed his hands and he fell asleep from deadly excitement and permanent exhaustion. In their happy married life, this was perhaps the very first lasting pro-ba, which forged them much more deeply than couples of their age. Later, on a small snow-white table next to the patient's bed, they both noticed a letter on which only one or two modest lines could be read, in tiny letters the size of an ant:

"I hope that Melinda was not hurt!" I'm really worried about him! Let me know if there is an improvement!”

When your sweet, dozing little one was brought in; they both wept in joy at the fruit of their love, although Melinda was much more restrained than the one who touched everything, and they kissed and hugged the little, chubby, angelic little thing as if their lives could gain a new meaning and at the same time a new time calculation...