Golden сarriage for Cinderella. A novel about love - Svetlana Mirrai 4 стр.

A few more minutes we finished our tea and a little later went outside, closing the salon door with a key.

 See you tomorrow, Nadenka.

And I walked briskly along the snow-dusted sidewalk.

 Taxi,  waving her hand, Nadia ran up to the car.

Yandex-taxi was written on a car painted under the brand, and, apparently, at the moment it was standing alone waiting for a passenger. Nadia was very assertive by nature, but with a sense of humor. Her red curls stuck out awkwardly from her hood. She gave her address to the taxi driver, quickly got into the car and closed the door behind her. The car let out a roar of brakes and disappeared from sight.

The next day I was preparing for the New Year. Last night, together with Nadia, we decided to share the responsibilities of preparing a festive dinner. I had a few salads and a baked festive goose stuffed with apples. And Nadia was supposed to bring dessert, French-style meat, a couple more salads and champagne. I spent the whole day in the kitchen, and in the evening, out of impotence, I fell on the sofa and fell asleep. When the doorbell rang, I realized that I didnt have time to do half of the things.

 Here you go, Sonya, a taxi is waiting for us, and youre not packed yet. Quickly put on jeans with some kind of jacket and hit the road. I didnt come alone, Nadia drawled cheerfully, and I realized that she was drunk.

She went to the table and put some prepared dishes with food and a cake with huge roses, which she brought from home.

 Where did you get so drunk? I asked in surprise, zipping up my jacket.

 We congratulated each other with a neighbor! At first she came to visit me, then I went to her, and then she came to me again, Nadia replied and burst out loudly with her bright and infectious laughter.

I was getting ready quickly, like a soldier on alert. And after a couple of minutes we went outside.

When we got closer to the taxi, I saw a huge female figure, she occupied most of the cabin.

 Hello, Happy New Year! I said, opening the door and getting into the back seat.

 Hi, my name is Sofa,  said a large, obese woman in a low voice. Ive heard a lot about you, Vlada. You probably already realized that Im Nadias neighbor.

 I think it will be more fun together,  I muttered to myself and turned away, looking out the window at the kids who were running around in the yard, pretending to be riders on horses. It was unclear to me why Nadia took her with her.

 And I also thought that the three of us would be much more interesting,  Nadia said cheerfully, reading my thoughts.

When we reached Sokolniki Park, the Sofa opened the door in the car, caught on something with its foot and rolled out like a bun, right on the sidewalk. Nadia managed to catch her before she was completely sprawled out in the snow, and so they went to the park in an embrace. I just noticed the package in Nadias hands.

 Whats in the bag? I asked.

Oh, and this is fuel for warming, Nadia said cheerfully.

Soon we entered Sokolniki Park. The Christmas tree was huge and glowed with multicolored lights. The floodlights illuminated all sides of the park, it lay beautifully on the snow, on the Christmas tree, cutting further into the horizon, taking the rays far to the stars.

A lot of people gathered around. And we moved closer and closer into the crowd, and more and more dances with children formed around us, their happy faces were everywhere. A man with an accordion sang nearby, he danced, calling on everyone to sing along with him. Suddenly, two men dressed in the uniform of paratroopers fell at our feet from the crowd, the third, the largest and very tall man, scooped up two in an armful, having gathered a hand full of snow, and began to rub their cheeks with cold to bring them to their senses.

 What are you guys, you havent spent the old year yet, and youre no longer in good condition. Stand straight and listen to your commander!  he commanded.

The men obediently tried to straighten their chests and draw in their bellies. And then they noticed us.

 Girls, Happy New Year!

 Boys, and you! Nadia answered cheerfully.

 And lets spend the old year together with us in a warm company,  one of the paratroopers suggested.  Im Sanya, the most important one in our position and rank is Yura, and next to me  he pointed to a friend who was barely standing next to him  Roma.

 I I Roma, said a middle  aged man, stammering and barely moving his tongue, he was the drunkest of the three.

We also called our names together and took out a bottle of champagne from the bag. We fiddled a little with the bottle stopper, and here is the victory, she loudly banged to our applause. Nadia poured champagne for everyone in a plastic cup.

 I propose a toast!  she said cheerfully.

Everyone froze in anticipation. Even the paratroopers obeyed Nadia.

 For us, the beautiful, and for you, the infidels

 Well, Nadenka, you offend, all three of us are not married,  said Sanya. I suggest we get to know each other better, and he held out his hand to Nadia.

 I have a toast too. We spend the old year so that all the bad things go away with it, and only all the good and good things remain in the New Year, Yura said, looking at me affectionately.

We all joined together under the clinking of disposable cups.

Time runs fast in its own way, the years fly by unnoticed. One year is replaced by another, and a series of years takes childhood, youth, youth is replaced by maturity. All people have a New Year in different ways. Some are sitting at home with their family and quietly celebrating the holiday at home, while others are in large companies having fun and dancing. And no one will ever tell you how to meet him correctly.

 Now everyone look carefully over there,  Nadezhda stretched out her hand forward, where she was pointing, the skating rink was visible through the trees.

 Its cool, well celebrate the New Year standing on the ice. Lets see whos wearing what? Sasha said, laughing.

 And you, Sasha, I strongly do not recommend going out on the ice at all. You dont even stand well on the ground, I said, looking at him ironically.

Sasha gave me a positive nod in response and remained obediently standing in place.

The rental was a small house and stood in the thick of trees not far from the skating rink. Putting on my skates, I boldly stood on the ice and quickly slid across it. Yura also knew how to skate, and we drove several laps together. Nadia also rode on the ice with us. Having rolled enough, we went to the park. Sofa, Roma and Sasha did not even approach the skating rink, but were all the time at the Christmas tree, cheerfully looking at us.

As we got closer, the Sofa took another bottle out of the bag. Cotton  and champagne is spilled. Sasha brought us all together, and we organized a small circle and began to sing softly:

 Under the wing of the plane, the green sea of taiga is singing about something

Suddenly an unfamiliar figure of a man squeezed into our circle, and he said in a commanding voice:

 Drinking alcoholic beverages in a public place, Article 20.20 of the Code of the Russian Federation On Administrative Violations states that

 Who will you be? Yura asked.

 Andrey Yuryevich, major of the Police Department of the Department of Internal Affairs in the Western District of Moscow, I can also show documents,  the man said, frowning, holding out a red certificate.

 Yurievich, and Im also Yura, the New Year is today! Lets better join us, we are military paratroopers.

 Okay, then well drink cognac now,  Andrey Yurievich took a small bottle of three-star cognac from the side pocket of his jacket.

Two other tall girls joined us, they were together with Andrey Yurievich.

 Hooray, Happy New Year,  everyone shouted together, raising their cups up.

 Girls, lets get acquainted, my name is Sasha.

I pulled Nadias sleeve and whispered softly in her ear:

 Lets get out of here.

We took the Sofa by the arms, and the three of us began to leave the park.

 Vlada, where are you going?  Yura was following me.

 To celebrate the New Year, we spent the old one,  I replied.

 Can I come with you?! Yura asked in a pleading voice.

Im sorry, I cant, and I shrugged in response.

 Maybe well meet after all, leave me your phone number?  the obsessive groom did not lag behind.

I decided not to explain anything, waving goodbye to him.

 Nadenka, Ill find you, honey,  Sasha shouted after us, he could not stand still at all and staggered from side to side like a pendulum in a clock.

We returned home an hour before the New Year. Nadia busied herself with the table setting.

And I hurried to the kitchen to put the goose with apples in the oven.

 The chimes will strike soon! Nadia said, hastily laying out the dishes and cutlery on the table.

Quite unexpectedly, the doorbell rang.

Who could it be? Nadia asked.

 Most likely, they made the wrong apartment, Im not waiting for anyone,  I replied to my friend and continued fussing in the kitchen, laying out hot goose on plates.

Only Santa Claus can come at this time, but Ill take a look anyway, Nadia replied and went to the door.

There was a click of the lock, and suddenly a melody came from the entrance, someone was playing the accordion and singing:

 Five minutes, five minutes,

The clock will strike soon.

Five minutes, five minutes,

Make up those who are in a quarrel!

I wiped my hands on a towel and also went out into the corridor to look at the artists.

The girls, like military men on command, lined up along the wall, but only the commands were distributed not by the military commander, but by Santa Claus himself, his staff was huge, beautifully decorated with tinsel with a star on top. He hit it three times and, as if by magic, took out a bottle of champagne from his red bag.

 The New Year is already on the threshold, so lets raise our glasses, friends! Santa Claus said happily.

The guy smiled and sang again:

Nadia stamped her foot and danced with the accordion player.

 Well, why are you standing in the entrance, now the chimes will strike, come in, sit down,  I hospitably invited everyone home.

The guy in front of us politely bowed and sang:

The young man was at most twenty-five years old, he was a tall, fair-haired guy with excellent posture and a beautiful actors face.

I put all the guests at the table, there were enough seats for everyone. And at this time, on TV, the presidents congratulations were already coming to an end, the anthem began to play, we all got up from the table, and with a glass in my hands, I said:

 Lets make our innermost wishes under the chimes and drink champagne. May all your dreams come true in the New Year!

When the chimes struck twelve, our eyes met with Santa Claus, and I began to realize that they were familiar to me, and I recognize his long black eyelashes from thousands of other eyelashes. But I decided not to show it.

 I wish you all a Happy New Year! I will give a gift to everyone for pleasure  a poem from your mouth for me! Santa Claus said solemnly.

Artyom took the accordion again and sang ditties:

The girls took scarves and kerchiefs and, merrily holding hands, began to dance.

 We sang ditties to you

Is it good, is it bad

And now we ask you

For you to clap us.

Friends, Im waiting for your poems, whoever remembers what tells, and for that Ill give you a candy with a surprise inside, said Santa Claus, taking out a bag of sweets with multi-colored candy wrappers from the bag.

 The poems are called Never regret anything, author Andrey Dementiev.

 What a clever girl, Nadenka, here take a candy, look at whats inside,  and Santa Claus handed a blue shiny candy to Nadia.

There was a note in the candy, she read it out loud:

 Give your kiss to someone you like.

Nadia boldly approached the accordion player and kissed him on the cheek. Artyom also took Nadias hand in his palms and kissed her back.

The Sofa became the next declamator. The woman stood in the center of the room, straightened her back, straightened her shoulders, she looked already sober, perhaps the champagne quickly turned her head and just as quickly faded away.

After reading the poem to the end, the Sofa was flushed with excitement, and we applauded standing up, and emotions overwhelmed us.

 I read it extraordinarily,  said Santa Claus and held out a candy with a surprise.

The sofa took it and modestly sat down at the table.

 What is written there, read it! Nadia said, trying to take the candy from her friends hands.

 Im on my own. Tell me about your love, if it is in your heart, it was written in block letters on a small piece of paper. The sofa began to look around the room, she was looking for something with her eyes, as if peering into every detail of the interior. And when she saw the icon of the Kazan Mother of God on the window behind the curtain, she came up, knelt down and, bowing her head down, said softly, almost in a whisper: