And whats that?! looking with alarm at his sons eyes, she asked anxiously, feeling that she was being led by the nose.
Theres dirt since last time. Without losing, coolness and, lazily, as if the evidence here is nothing to do with, in the mothers investigative file on the concealed son with all her strength to sally
Is there fresh mud here? Mother did not give up.
Well, I went out into the yard. Lied Misha. He hit the ball a couple of times, then returned, only the shoes got dirty. And when you called me, I was just approaching the house from the playground; I told you that Im coming to the house.
I have to cleanse myself; otherwise I will not be able to buy such expensive shoes so often.
Having said this, she disappeared into the bathroom with sneakers. Misha felt more heartbroken again, and the treacherous thought that lying, nevertheless, is unpleasant, and how simple and easy it is to always tell the truth, sat in his brain, a thorny splinter. He decided that he would always tell the truth and never say an unpleasant lie. Mom washed the sneakers and carefully put them in the hallway to dry
Chapter 4.
From the worries experienced by the reaction of Mishas mother, Misha concealed his secret of visiting abandoned ruins. And in this he helped Sasha. Now associated with one secret brothers tried not to mention this adventure at their rare meetings. They played football, watched video films, competed in computer video games, and, in general, tried hard to be obedient sons of their mothers.
Unexpectedly not fortune-telling mom Sasha married. Sasha had a stepfather who dragged the boy to a sports club, ran with him in the morning and became his stepfather and friend. Sasha finally forgot his cousin, every time Misha called him, inviting him to visit, he found thousands of reasons to refuse, referring to his employment. Mishas mother began to envy the sisters marriage, often set an example for Sasha, admiring his behavior, while rebuking Misha in disobedience, or for minor leprosy. Then, youre doing bad lessons, then again moved to the top three, then for the teachers teacher called and asked to hold her son
How it all got to Misha. Sometimes he could not even hear that he had such an ideal cousin. Nevertheless, time passed. Misha studied at an ordinary school in Nevyansk. Sasha attended a paid college with in-depth study of English and in the ninth grade he could speak fluent English. Misha, while studying at an ordinary school, received three in English lessons and was glad of it. Sacha paid his studies at a paid college for his stepfather. Sasha dressed in all the canons of fashion, like a teenager from a rich family. Misha went about what ordinary boys from not wealthy families go to. Mama Misha had something to envy her sister, who did just that, with rare meetings, that brought a bunch of photos and bragged about another overseas resort and tropical sunburn. After such meetings, Mishas mother locked herself in her room, and Misha heard the muffled sobs of his mother through the locked door. Once he could not stand it, and when Mom came out with tear-stained eyes to the kitchen, where he liked to do his homework, he said:
Did Aunt Natasha show you photos from the sauna, where Sasha and her stepfather were bathing with naked schoolgirls from Sashas college? Mom froze in place, not knowing what to say. Misha meanwhile continued, Sashka threw me pictures on my Smartphone, I can show you, you want?!
Mother, like a stung roe, jumped to her son and slapped Misha over the whole flight.
Misha suddenly had sparkles in his eyes closed eyes, and in his right ear rang, and his cheek burned like fire. Misha, to be a man, courageously suffered a biting slap in the face. Mother sniffing, and not looking at her son, put on the stove to brew coffee in a Turk.
Mom, forgive me, but I hate your sister, who torments you with her wealth, but on the very fact that she does not need her husband. I sometimes even feel sorry for her. It is a pity, not as a relative, but as an unhappy man. Still, you, like sisters, look like her, even though you and she are from different husbands of our grandmother. You are from the first marriage, and she from the second. Grandfather Anton loved you as well as his daughter, you told me that yourself, remember?
Mother, suddenly turned sharply, approached Misha, embraced and pressed her head to her breast. Misha heard the mothers whisper through her sobs:
Youre already quite grown up, my boy. Thank you. And forgive me.
On the stove, hissed, spilling, coffee, filling the kitchen with its spicy smell of good and fragrant Arabica variety. Mother rushed to the stove, turned off the hotplate, extinguished with a splashed drink. I removed the Turk from the stove with the boiled coffee boiled off at half
Misha finished the ninth grade and, having passed the exams, was successfully transferred to the tenth. He had two years left before the graduation school ball. Ahead of the holidays. With his cousin Sasha, Misha had friendly relations. And on occasion, Sasha often invited Misha to stay with him for the winter holidays. And two friends had fun these days, hanging out on closed youth clubs, having fun there, and often happened so that they appeared in the morning. Aunt Natasha scolded her son for these nocturnal festivities, to which Sasha replied: Mom is not the time that you had with Aunt Olya.
You look, what clever men have grown. Hurry up, this vacation is over. Im worried about you.
Aunt Natasha, yes we are almost adults and we are not in some kind of gateway, but in a serious, and even closed club, where Uncle Sergei bought us two tickets.
You know, Misha, your mom called me yesterday. And she said that now she will not let you on her summer vacation on a trip to Spain with Sasha and Uncle Sergey, but will be glad that Sasha came to you and lived with you.
Listen to Misha, and its cool. Come to you in the summer.
Aunt Natasha, is this true? Im all for it! Exclaimed Misha enthusiastically.
And heres the vacation. Aunt Natasha and Sasha arrived on the morning train. Masha Misha was left to cook dinner, to meet Sasha and her mother sent her son
The train arrived on schedule. From the car Sasha ran first. Hi brother! Joyfully, he ran to Misha. The brothers embraced, patting each other on the back. Aunt Natasha pulled out a heavy suitcase into the cars vestibule and shouted to both boys: Hey, you loafers! Quickly to me! Take and take to the platform!
The guys quickly picked up a heavy suitcase stuffed with something and put it on the trolley of a rushed porter.
Please, to the parking lot of the taxi, there is already waiting for the motor. Misha commanded. The porter obediently dragged the cart in the direction indicated to the waiting car.
Misha, you waved so much in the winter, you do not even know. Aunt was surprised, And Ive brought you a whole suitcase of gifts, my mother will be interested to see whats there. Aunt Natasha was mysterious. Misha thought that she herself would also showcase the suitcase to her mother. Again, like last time, theyll talk all night and fall asleep in the morning, wake up for dinner, he thought.
All together followed the porter. Sasha paid the amount of money, thanking the porter, who put the suitcase in the trunk of the Volga and the taxi moved from the place, gently bringing passengers to the house
When all three climbed into the apartment where Misha and Mama lived, the hallway was filled with tasty smelling food, and a table was set in Mamas room. But the sisters had not seen each other since the wedding of Aunt Natasha and did not hurry to appear at the table, examining the suitcase there. Their voices were enthusiastically heard from there. Masha Misha especially loudly exclaimed to each gift of her sister, both laughed, as in childhood, that Misha even muttered in displeasure, looking at Sasha: Well, a kindergarten, we do not seem to be.
When all three climbed into the apartment where Misha and Mama lived, the hallway was filled with tasty smelling food, and a table was set in Mamas room. But the sisters had not seen each other since the wedding of Aunt Natasha and did not hurry to appear at the table, examining the suitcase there. Their voices were enthusiastically heard from there. Masha Misha especially loudly exclaimed to each gift of her sister, both laughed, as in childhood, that Misha even muttered in displeasure, looking at Sasha: Well, a kindergarten, we do not seem to be.
Mishka, let me show you my girlfriend. Said Sasha, pulling out of the jeans of the latest model Smartphone.
Wow, this is Apple, right? Misha said in surprise.
You know, my stepfather gave it to me for my birthday in honor of majority. Sixteen all the same knocked. And exactly the same thing that was bought last year, well, of course, a new one, improved, and the latest model. And I brought yours to you. With these words, Sasha jumped up and ran into the kitchen.
The picture, which presented itself to him, was surprisingly similar to two little girls who moved here to the kitchen a sandbox from the playground with all the toys there. Only with the difference that the girls were portrayed by two adult aunts, and by toys, there were things scattered all over the kitchen from the suitcase. Seeing Sasha suddenly burst into their fascinating game, the women quieted, staring at the boy with their naive, childish eyes, still not realizing who was in front of them, until Sasha, in apologetic tone, asked:
Mom, I put a Smartphone in the suitcase, a gift to Misha, where did you put it?
The eyes of Mishas mom, and Sashas mom, suddenly became adults, and worried wrinkles appeared on the forehead. They scattered to look around, making efforts to look for Sashas gift, but the boy saw a box under the kitchen table in which the Smartphone was packed.
There he is! Sasha exclaimed, Ill get it myself, Mom! He exclaimed when Sashas mother made an attempt to crawl under the table behind the box. From this scene, Mishas mother came to herself, remembering that the table had been laid for a long time already, and that it was time to treat guests hungry from the road.
So, Natasha. Our mother has not been with us for a long time, so listen here! Laughing and clapping, as the teacher in the kindergarten once clapped her hands, where their mother led the sisters, summoning the children to the dining room. Now we throw everything as is, then well clean up, go to my bedroom, there is a table, everything was cooked, you will estimate. Come on.
The guest did not say another word, rose from the floor and together they left the kitchen.
Sasha, delivering a box with a gift, rushed off to Mishas room. There, the boys began to consider the heaped and stuffed Smartphone programs. Of course, the one that I do not have such a modern one. Thank you, brother, that you can watch and shoot movies and movies, everything is possible.
Yes, without any problems, you can even take home video, Sasha complimented his gift with satisfaction, look He did not finish, as Mishas mother came into the room to the boys, saying: Guys, Anna went to our table
Chapter 5.
Guests sat up until 23:00, and to send the guys to sleep their moms planned to stay to remove the dishes from the table, and of course still sit in the kitchen.
Sasha, I made you bed in the Room, where youll sleep on the cot. Mama Misha said, letting her know that the festive feast has come to an end, its time and honor to know.
Thank you, Aunt Olya. Sasha answered. First I run to the shower, and then I can go to bed.
Yes, my friend, there is a pink towel is yours, Mission red.
Good. Sasha went into the bathroom. Misha, silently, got up from the table, and went to his room. He decided to wait for his cousin in his room. He was pleased that his brother had not forgotten him, and he wholeheartedly made an expensive gift from his heart. He was looking at the slim body of his Apple Smartphone when Sasha entered the room.
Do you like? He said from the threshold, entering.
Yes, now everything will be enforced in the school, especially Katya.
Ah, this is the girl that you met while in kindergarten.
Oh, the father is the director of the plant, and my daughter gave it to a regular school. True, she draws a gold medal.
Well, you know, in our time, a gold medal is also for money. Not at all embarrassed, said Sasha.
I would not say that, clever is strong. A memory, oh what. I remember, asked Eugene Onegin, just read and tell in your own words. And, it must be the teacher of literature that causes her, like you tell her in your own words, what is it about? And Katka replies that Im going to tell Pushkin better than that. In the classroom, everyone was quiet, like what would happen next. Katya also began to read as a souvenir. Teacher looks at her so maliciously, checks it according to the textbook, and shes all that asked her everything by heart and laid it out.
What, all Eugene Onegin? Sasha was surprised.
Thats right, Your Excellency, and never lost. Thats it, Katya. Misha, dreamily staring, somewhere in space, forgot that next to his cousin.
Yes, you are a brother, in no way in love with her? He said. Misha returned from the space and replied: Not really. She is red and cauliflower, besides; she does not particularly like it. So, a good man.
Misha, heres my girlfriend from college in my phone, look. Sasha sat down on the bed with Misha, began to show photos of a beautiful girl with a snow-white smile and plump lips. Here we are at the seaside with the whole college. There is my Lusya with her friends, the one to her right, Lucy, her friend.
Lucys friend was a thin, long-legged brunette with sky-blue sensual eyes and a sweet smile. She had a big forehead and intelligent eyes.
Lusya said that she always wrote everything off from Sofia, and mathematics and dictation, but not English. My Lucien, a polyglot phenomenon, studied Spanish and Italian in parallel with learning English, fluent in three languages, however, like Sofia.
You know, but it seems to me that Sophia has something like that. Well, something mysterious, which I do not see in Lucy. What do you think?
Let me go to my bed. Skin to you on your mobile phone all your pictures, and from there Ill talk with you. There you have a battery loaded, and a sim card you stuck in there from your mobile? Misha nodded his head that everything is fine, that you can throw off.
Yes, Sasha, all OK! Misha began to consider photos of girls, and especially he liked Sofia. He suddenly thought, what if we invite them to us with a tent and go for a couple of days, wherever you are with an overnight stay.
Listen, Sashka, and you can invite Lusya and Sophia here. We go for a couple of days with an overnight stay, we have great places here.
Listen, this is an idea. The girls will be interested and, something tells me its nice to escape after a disgusted college on nature. Ill dial Lucien right now.
Misha rested his elbow on the pillow, looked with curiosity at Sasha. He put a Smartphone covering the floor of his face, to his ear: Lusya, hello, its me. No, I can not come, Im not in Yekaterinburg now, Im on a reconnaissance expedition. In short, I want to offer you and Sophia a sortie here to us. There was a pause, Sasha began to listen to what Lusya was saying. From the Smartphone, music was heard, voices from this noise and a din with fashionable rhythms could be understood that Lusya was entertaining in a nightclub. She answered Sasha loudly, so that she could shout over this cacophony. Her voice became different, it interested Misha.