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They met in the social network "Odnoklassniki"
M: -Hell)
L: -Hell))
M: What is the case? Can I get known?
L: -The okay! Yes, of course you can))
M: What is your name? I'm a magician))
L: - Very nice !! I'm Linda !! How old are you?
M: -Mnnet 21 and you?
L: - 17! where are you from?
M: -I with Khasavyurt, and you?
L: -I too
And so they began to communicate ... exchanged numbers and everything was fine with them .... Of course, at that time I was in the army before his arrival home another year ... Linda always said that he would wait for her beloved ... passed half of the year they still talked ... they loved each other that they wanted to get married when the mage would come from the army ... Linda loved him very much that other guys who asked her room was without different because she loved only Maga and except he didn't love him anyone .... Magic loved her, she also promised her .... And so on the arrival of the magicians left two months Linda, I was looking forward to this moment when he arrives .... passed the month of the magician stopped writing she was sitting I waited until he writes her, and he never wrote ... The month of the magician came to come ... Linda knew when he had to come .... somehow she went into one and watches the pictures of magicians and there she learned that He came ... where she lived her beloved there she lived aunt and somehow did not restrained wrote:
"With the arrival of your favorite" (he answered cold)
"Thank you" Linda was all the time not in trying why he treats it like this \u003d (passing by his house she saw him and was delighted \u003d) And the current did not say anything turned away ... Linda was very painful in her soul she became very bad so much Time talked loved why he is so with me ... After that, she changed very much all the time spoke to miss my dreams with him that we were built \u003d (she was even the time even after that she loved him could not forget ... And one day he could not forget ... came to the village where Linda lived \u003d) she went to the store but for her somehow she was not in trying someone for her, and it was a magician came to see how his little girl lives ... she went to the store and he I went behind her ... She stood near the terminal, he stood back and gained her number .. after six o'clock it was dark, he called her ... She raised
L: - ... Who is it ??
M: Does it !! (Linda recognized him in vote)
L: -Mag Hyo vih? (Magician is you?)
M: -We with in !! (or if I)
Linda was offended at him .... She had tears in her soul TTHHE, she was very painful ...
M: - LII I know you are offended by me and I know that you cried .... I could not write to you to drown, I don't know why ... I thought a lot about you during this time \u003d (I could not forget you thought, killed I did not go with my little girl \u003d (Forgive me for the Most High ...
Linda cried quietly .... She was still hurt in the soul .... not who was to share the insult ... she forgive him .... and she thought that everything would be as before and so happened even was better they loved As before \u003d) After half a year he made her an offer, she agreed .... The wedding day of the magician called Linde ... M: - Favorite What do you do? L: - In the cabin and you? M: - Machine too .... Whether I love you very much and I will love all my life ... Forgive me for these pains that I made you ... L: - I love you very much too .... Let's take everything and start a new one?!. ..... m: - I have already started a new life, we have already started a new life .... On this day they were very happy ... Magic was going to go for his guitel bride wedding was very chic ... He bought a large bouquet and gathered to go. Nooo ... Mom was against what he went to feel not pleasant ... Maga hugged his mother firmly and said Mom from Huc Nusklen T1Ag1 G1osh in Hyon Yo1g Sep Hyong Hyon and Yech (Mom I'm for your daughter-in-law .... it will be like a daughter when I will give her her \u003d) he sat down and drove mom was something not good .... He came to his Linde gave a bouquet when she took a bouquet there were two roses that were dried, she was driving On the way, I probably dried up \u003d) they got into the car that Mage arrived ... He very much loved to go quickly Linda said quietly driving ATO Cut and this second they embarrassed the tagach that went to the front of them .... they had time to kiss each other and Forgiveness to ask .... They died on the wedding day ...... Roses which he gave his beloved to remained integer and two who were jammed they disappeared the lipsticks fell from them only wands left ... That's how the Chechen love disappeared \u003d (
Dear brothers and sisters until you Allah gives such an opportunity to love each other. Take advantage of this ... Your love very much means in the shower .... love each other and appreciate yourself .....

Malika married early - at the age of 15, so that even herself did not have time to understand how it happened. During the wedding of her cousin, she attracted a nice guy from the neighboring village, and he came to the springer to see her. A girlfriend of her Mare, who possessed the fact that such enviable groom paid attention to Malik, carefully watched a couple of little away. Suddenly, quite unexpectedly for everyone, she shouted loudly: "Kyug Lāztsa! Kyug Lāzza! " (He took her hand! He took his hand!), Although nothing had happened. Why she did it - it remained a mystery. It was probably wanted to dislare the Malik, but in fact it turned out that this involuntary "shame" was the reason that the Static Handsome Chamile sent a matchmaker to Malik in the same evening. And the "disgraced" Malik came out for him, thinking that something terrible had happened.

My husband was pleased with her husband. Of course, rural life is not sugar, but to the work of Malika was accustomed from early childhood - and the cow to make a cow, and bake bread - everything was played by it. And the husband ... loved her, despite the fact that for 5 years in marriage, she could not give him children. Only the troubles around the house and the court gave her to forget and forget about his misfortune. But every evening she fell asleep with tears in his eyes and plea to Allah about the child.

That evening she prayed especially Istivo. She decided for himself that if this time would not succeed, it would not torment more Shamil and go to the parental home. She offered him to marry another more than once, but he calmed her, as he could, even thoughts are not allowed about the second wife. "Even if we never have children, I don't get married to another," he was warmly convinced, "" ... We have a big one, nothing terrible if my children will not be personally. Others have - and enough, the genus Salamov will not end on me. "

But, despite his words, Malik could not allow her beloved, dear, the native man remained childless. Therefore, she firmly decided for himself - wait another month - and all, home ...

Allah heard her prayers, and in a month she suffered ... the first time could not believe, and I could not say, and I could not confess yourself that it happened. Everyone listened to himself, everything was afraid to say about it out loud. And only when Shamil asked himself, noticing her a little rounded belly, replied: "Yes, it seems I am pregnant." Oh, how he circled her, as rejoiced! What concern and attention filled her days! It has categorically forbidden to engage in hard work and looked forward to the appearance of a child ...

What was the reason for the delay in the appearance of children - it is not clear, but since then the children in the family of Shamil and Maliki began to appear every year - both from the horns of abundance. Their house was filled with the voices of eight sons!

Happiness of the Shamil and Maliki was not the limit. In the depths of the soul of Malik dreamed of a girl, but even alone did not dare with him, because it was very grateful to Allah for his happiness sent her!

Senior son - Magomed, was the most playful and shebut. Probably because parents poured him the most, and all the rest of the children were inspired that he was a senior, he should be placed, he must be respected and read. He believed in his exception and importance and the fact and the case "Radded" his parents with his leprosy.

His favorite focus was to hide somewhere for a long time and wait for the mother to start looking for him. "Moh1mad, K1Onni, Michah Wu Hyo? Hyavad Mamm! Sa Gatdela Ca! " (Magomed, baby, where are you? Run to my mother! I missed you!) - Malika lasted, running around the courtyard, looking at all corners, but Magomed found a new place every time, and she never managed to discover it. Having having to his down for a while, he came out of shelter with wild cries, and then they laughed together for a long time ...

... On the outskirts of the village of Goyskoye, the corpses of the victims killed during the "anti-terrorist operation on the seizure of battles" in the village of Komsomolskaya were killed in a huge pit. In this pit, unhappy, looking for among the disfigured corpses of their loved ones and relatives, such expensive and loved ones, with whom were still yesterday ...
... Among everyone, a woman was already distinguished themselves, with a lubricated gauze, the face and sorrowful eyes were reflected, it seemed that all the sadness of the world ... she also pulled someone from a heap of corpses, and sentenced: "Hara Ca Wu! .. Hara ! .. Hara CA Wu! " (This is mine, and this mine, and this my ...) Standing gods of women sympathetically swung their heads and talking between themselves, not believing that all seven corpses that the woman pulled out from the landfill, they have a relation to her. In their opinion, the woman just lost the reason and pulled out everyone in a row.

"Moh1mad, Ca K1inni, Michah Wu Hio? Sa Ca Gatdela! " (Magomed, my baby, where are you? I missed!) - Started the woman, and who watched her exactly assured that she lost his mind. Someone cried, someone who had no tears left, wanted to approach her to lead it from there, and one of the women had already moved in her direction, but the elderly man standing on her sideline stopped her words: "Leave it. These are our seven sons. She is looking for the eighth. " He could not hold back his tears. In constraint, turning away, he cried quietly. He did not have moral forces.

"Mokh1mad, K1Onni, Huc Gucching Shaft, from Kaella!" (Magomed, crumb, come out, I'm tired) - Malik repeated. On her face there was no tear ...

... In the bloody slaughter in the village of Komsomolskoye, about 2,000 people of the local population died. Including old men, women and children ...

Dear women and girls!
Read this sad, but quite life history. Well, think about the fact that when universal Islamization comes (and it will most likely come, because all the "progressive humanity" fights for it, including those who call themselves feminists) - you and your heiress - everyone will be in such a position . Alas, in the harem of Arabian Emirov, the place is not enough for the whole female people, and there is everything much worse than those who try to get there.
By the way, almost no one knows that this people, too, once confessed Christianity (part of Catholicism, part of Orthodoxy). But .. chose a more "best faith". And the ruins of Christian temples there are still in the mountains. In them during the Chechen companies, Russian soldiers arranged sorts *.

Well, .. with the past day of St. Valentine you all! So far, his mention is not yet punished.

PS.: I did not spend time on editing the text of the illiterate Russian journalism, which even knows the difference between the words "Gin" and "Genn", because it will not be possible to eliminate the illiteracy alone, if the opposite is opposite from above. So you read how it is written.

• Julia Vishnevetskaya

In December 2010, after Kesiru once again beat her husband, relatives led her to Mulle - many Chechens believe: if in the family break, this is to blame for a woman in a woman. While Mullah read Ayati, expelled Gina, Kesira recalled all the insults and bullying, through which she had to go, and cried. Mullah said that there is no Gina in it, but just in case he advised treatment - honey and cumin oil. Soon Kesira found out that she was pregnant. The child was born already in Moscow, where she was transported by human rights defenders. Here, while her case was considered international organizations, she managed to tell me her story

- Father had seven children from the first marriage: five sons and two daughters. The first wife died, they divorced the second. Father married for the third time, on my mother, and she gave birth to me, Sister Louise and the younger brother Abu. Summary brothers and sisters did not love me, because I am very similar to my mother. And they constantly showed that she did not like her.

When the second war began, the father took us to Ingushetia to her friend. Parents left, and we remained four of us: I, Louise, Abu and Usman, a consolidated brother. Before that, Usman lived in Kurgan - it seems, worked on the driver's tram. He had no apartments, he lived, then in one woman, then in the other - this is the ten years he walked there. He had a daughter, the 90th year of birth, in the passport it was written: died.

Brother mocked us, forced her stuff in cold water every day. The sister was thirteen years old, and I fourteen. Because of this, I got sick, the doctors said that I had almost tuberculosis.

And all this time - the end of October, November, beginning of December - he checked me: my reaction, my behavior, that I silent such, not a bolt. Over the sister, he did not like himself: Louise - she with character, combat, could shut anyone. I scold me: that you are silent and tolerate all the time, I must say in the face, you can not let me mock yourself.

We are a guy with parents lived in a small room. When parents left home - it was in December, - we slept three of the one bed, I lay down between younger brother and sister. And Usman slept separately, and he, when everyone fell asleep, pulled me and said: "Get up." On the floor lay some kind of mattress, I fell on it, and he challenged me. I lay and cried, trembling all - could not do anything.

In early January, Ingush, whom we lived, asked us to move, and we went to the tent camp. My older sister has lived there: five children, husband, relatives of her husband. They had a separate tent, 40-seater or 20-bed, I do not remember.

Once Usman sister said that we would go on the old apartment for banks, take compote, butter. I refused, and sister says: today you will go, tomorrow Louise, the day after tomorrow Abu. We went in the evening, almost night was. Usman told me to take some things in the room, I went behind me, closed the door to the key. I thought he would again and everyone thought, and then I would go with my father and I will try to forget it as a nightmare. I cried greatly, pushed him. And he hit me and raped me.

I was very small, such a thin, and he is such an ambal, two meters almost tall. I tried to break out, but I did not work: he held me for the throat. I did not scream because I was not afraid for my honor anymore, but for the honor of my father, that people will talk about him.

I told him: "You are my brother. What are you doing? You spoil me. Think about honor. " And he did such big eyes and said: Silent. He just did not want to hear that I was my sister, because they all hated my mother.

For three months - January, February, March - I lived like in hell with this "brother." He often spoke older sister, that he needs to go to uncle and take me with him. Uncle with his family lived on the farm, he had a lot of cows, sheep. The farm is not far away - it was visible. And on the way there is such a long pit, and it was necessary to go down there. Every time he raped me there, in this pit. He knew that I would not say anything to anyone. And only once we fell to uncle. I remember, she had seaman her porridge. Only once.

Then I did not understand that this is a criminal offense. I don't even know if he was prevented. He told me to close his eyes. I closed and cried.

I did not tell anyone about it, even my father. He then happened the first attack - the tumor of the head: he lost his memory, lay and did not remember anything. Because of this, I could not tell him, I thought he would have a heart attack and he would die because of me. And the mother also did not say: she has a very high pressure - 200 with something.

My aunt, Mother's cousin, came to us somehow. She is a clever man, everything notes - noticed my frightened look, asks: "This brother was having you?" I cried: "What are you talking about? No one has happened, what are you talking about? " And ran out of the kitchen. I was afraid. And the older sister was still. When her daughters said that he beat me and from his nose, I had blood, she said: "Silent, you don't need to say anything."

At the end of March, his father came to us in a tent town. I got up on my knees, I asked me to take me, much cried. And on April 3, in the morning he told everyone that he would take me and we would go home. And Usman shouted on his father, said: "Let it remain here." Father spawned on him, took my hand, and we left the tent. Brother for us.

Then my father and I got to the bus - I'm at the window, my father is near. And Usman knocked into the window and showed his finger: come out. Father said: "Go find what he wants." I went out, and he says to me: "If you tell the floor, I'll kill your mother, then you." I was silent and went to the bus.

When we arrived, the mother gave us a cherry compote and said that he would come back the cattle and so I poured a compote father and myself. She came out, I open the jar, and my father suddenly jumped as he shouts: "Head! Head!" Ran out into the courtyard, sat down, then returned to the kitchen, faced on the sofa. I sat and cried. Father asks: "Why are you crying"? Everything is fine, I say, everything is fine, I just pay from the joy that I returned home.

Then he asked: "Usman beat you?" I'm silent. "I don't know anyway. Better tell me. " I sat next to him and say: "Not everyone. I beat me. " Father cried and let's scold him. Says: "Know in this life two things. First: if I recover from the permission of Allah, no one else will touch you. And the second: if I do not recover and die, know that you are three too died. "

In the spring of the father was lucky in a mound for treatment, there he made three operations, and after six months he died.

When after the funeral, everyone was driving, we again remained four times with Usman. And he raped me again, the last time. That day I did not squeeze and shouted: "I will tell everyone!" And he took me for the throat, pressed against the wall and says: "If you tell whom, I will kill your mother, and then you." And I said: "No, no, I will not tell anyone." He knew my weak spot.

Soon our son-in-law came and said that the administration lies a list of those who are wanted and in this list. It turns out that he did something there in Kurgan and escaped to Chechnya. The son-in-law took him with him in Ingushetia. The next day, the military, Russians and Chechens together were looking for him. The mother came out and said that he was not here for a long time. I ran up to the door to tell where he, but thought about the mother, I cried and silent: the relatives would blame her.

After that, I lived the grandmother, then in the parent house. School opened in the village. I passed the exams, received a certificate and filed documents to the university in Grozny. Called to Kurgan to another brother, Suleiman, the oldest. She said I want to learn. And he: "If you do, I fuck you to fracture." I cried, begged him to allow me to learn. Just iron hearts, just iron! "No," says I will not let you go to the Grozny learning. " Like, there are all walking, there can be a guy with a girl anything.

Mother immediately understood: "Does not let go?" And went to my cousin. He was the oldest in our family, his father and our native brothers were. And he said, "If they did not study themselves, why not allow to learn others? I'll talk to him. She can learn. " I called Suleiman, he rang it. Then Suleiman told me: "If you do something unlawful, we will immediately kill you." I say: "Because of me you will not be in a shame."

I did not have any connections, so I had to pay a thousand dollars - the grandfather and grandparents were given: those who did not pay, immediately put the two-parting exams. Received on historical.

And on the fifth year I was stolen. With this guy, I was about six months. He worked in the police, in DPS. I went home on a student bus. These buses in the center stood. Near the summer cafes - my friends with friends often sat, and he came with a friend and noticed me. He said that he divorced his wife, "he was then 26 - and he wants to marry me. And I answered that I came to learn, and not marry. He said: "Well, everything will be fine. I will hide you to study. " I refused him. And after that, he stole me with friends.

I remember was Wednesday, I had an exam that day. I was aunt. He came out of her house, go along the path. They arrived, abandoned me in the car and took his friend to his house. After that, his friend, his sister and uncle went to my relatives, said: "We have your daughter." Louise arrived and my aunt, asked if I agreed to live with him. I said I agree, and after that they did everything - the rites committed as it should be.

And this is the ending:

- And what happened to you, with other Chechen girls often happens?

- Well, yes, many believe: once a woman disgraced his family, everything, she must die. There was such a case of five years ago. Next to our village there is a field, and some shepherd with a dog found a girlfriend there. My mother was looking for everywhere, did not find it. They say, there was a very beautiful girl, the scarf wore, all the long - modest one. From our village, one Depeschnik and his friend told her that they would marry her. And in fact grabbed her, threw in the car and raped. And then returned to parents. The girl's mother asked these guys to no one to tell. But her brothers somehow learned, hired killer, he killed this girl. And brother, and killer then planted. And with violences, they did nothing.

And in 2009, it seems to have found many killed girls on the field - whole twenty, in my opinion. There were so beautiful - in general. Shot in the head. I saw a photo in the phone. Announced that they were walking, and Wahhabis killed them. But it turned out that some chiefs paid money to parents for being wagged with their daughters, and then they were afraid that it would open, and killed girls. And dumped on Wahhabis. Here is such violence there. Everyone thinks, we have the Muslim republic. No, ordinary.

* Note. Apparently talk about the temple

Moscow. Far in the eighties. Student hostel. I'm a second year student. From the new school year, a new one was settled in the neighboring room - the first-grandmother of Tonya from Lipetsk. Tonya was older than us, but it did not prevent us from quickly make friends. It was very interesting to communicate with her; She wrote poems, and was not by age wise. But something with her was wrong - her huge black eyes always remained sad, even when she laughed. Our inquirements did not lead to anything, but once, behind the evening tea, Tonya told us their story.

She graduated from the Lipetsk to the Culinary Technical Academy and sent it to work in the city of Grozny. There she met a Chechen guy with an unusual name - Havazh. The feeling broke out between young people, but the parents Havaja responded to the possible union of her son with a Russian girl. Havaja did not retreat and the situation was heated. Perhaps during this period, the tonya wrote such lines, preserved in my memory:

My character is a cobblestone stone,
Your character is Ostra Spit,
In our life, such a Zabuldazh -
Storms, storms, and thunder, and thunderstorm ...

In the summer, father came to tone on vacation. Evaluating the situation, his father decided to take a tony. Nothing, without saying, having said something quickly and left for Moscow to Moscow to the older sister, where he successfully handed over the exams, entered our institute. And this story could be forgotten if it were not for a huge sense of love for the Chechen guy, which was forever settled in the Tonin heart. And therefore sadness in the eyes, tears sneaking and the inability to change anything. The tone did not remain anything - just tolerate and wait when the pain calms, and the soul wound will delay.

But it was not there! It is necessary to know persistent Chechen guys! Somehow, the early December morning, tonya rushed to us and pointing out the window whispered:

"There is Having!".

We sealed the windowsill. In the light of the sole lantern, in the dance of snowflakes, stood a high cute guy. He was looking for a tonya for two years! He traveled all the Tonyin relatives who knew, but everyone was warned and the information about the tone was hidden. In the courtyard of the house in Lipetsk, he stopped with the questions of a neighboring boy who issued him that she was learning somewhere in Moscow, at the Institute. Then everything was the case of technology!

There was no tone! Laughed without reason, there were no trace from sadness in the eyes! Every morning Havaja stood under the lantern to hold it to the institute. Soon they got married. Havaja got a job in Moscow, they removed housing and their son was born.

This story is unnecessary confirmation that real, all-consuming love does not know the borders and distances, it is out of nationalities and age-old prejudices!

Where are you now, turbid!

Lyudmila Chirchenko
April 2018.

"How many people have so many opinions" Bahh Tee
Caucasians, Russians, Americans, Italians ... In our world there are a lot of different nations ... But it is already understandable by the name and preface, what kind of nations I will tell. I myself am a purely Russian girl, the usual, like everything, with your principles, troubles and cockroaches in the head. Literally a year ago, I learned that this is such Caucasians for the people. With one word "Caucasians", some appear maliciousness, negative. Some on the contrary. And others do not know who it is at all. If you are interested in my opinion, I think that in all nations there are bad and good ... Yes, yes, yes, now I may be convicted by many who read it ... But I will stay with my opinion, no, I have no one I do not protect, I am a patriot of my nation ... But how many people are so many opinions ...
And so my story is so, it happened this year ago in April, in my opinion, the 25th day was 14 years old, I had a birthday and the same summer I had to knock on 15, I sat down from idleness, I sat in ICQ at the same time, while listening to music , playing with the cat, well, as it usually happens when there is nothing to do and he is added to me ... I immediately manifested the interest ... As I remember: I remember:
-Hello, we are already met? wrote immediately i
- Welcome, let's get acquainted?
-I Ira, and you? :)
- I am Mamed
After that, there was a big pause, since I first heard such a name ... For me, it was so strange
-And how is your full name? I replied
-Magomed, you can call the magha
Honestly, the version of the "Magian" then arranged me more, although I still have been trying to call him anyone for some time ... And when I still had it, I quickly leafed the story of the messages found his name copied and writing .. . Sounds funny ... But at that moment I was afraid to offend him, imagine if your name is unpumbed not clear how ... we communicated the days of the day, even now and I do not remember what. As I have already told me it was 14 years old and I, as many girls, who are already at 13 and then, are beginning to paint, then I still didn't know what kind of cosmetics and even how to use ink ... many now laugh at me, but me Indeed, then it was not interested ... He was from my city more precisely from a small village of 25-30 km from the city, it turned out that there live a lot of very Caucasian families. After two days of our acquaintance, that is, on April 27, he had a birthday but he didn't breathe on his birthday from ICQ ... We agreed to meet on May 9 ... And now the long-awaited day came ... all day I was on needles Moreover, the meeting was scheduled for 5 or in my opinion 6 hours, I don't remember exactly ... I came to the meeting place, because I was a parade in the morning and even in the evening I took part in some kind of building, so I was dressed Strict white top, black bottom. I look, one guy of the Caucasian nationality approached, so coolly dressed, such a hairstyle, all of myself, for some reason I immediately decided that it was ... But after a minute, another person came to him 5 .... Aaaa I was ready to escape somewhere ... But my escape failed since I was dying someone's not familiar voice
-Iw!
I'm silent
-Iw!
I turned around ... yes, they were called me
-Iir are you? said some kind of parenchy
-Yes it's me
-Well, let's get acquainted! - And he presented to me, who was there all there, but at that time the names he pronounced, sounded for me in the form of a hiss of the radio - absolutely nothing is clear, and only the name of Mamed, which he said, seemed more Familiar. "God, God alone and a bunch of Caucasians what to do" - I had in my head. Indeed, thereby stylish beautifully dressed a pretty guy, he was then shy, and could not distort the words, in Russian speaking, stood like a idol. And here they were offered to go to the park. ... Go ... They turned out to be quite fun guys, I tried to memorize how to do someone to who at the right moment did not fall into the dirt face. Finally, in the park, my fate eased with me only two Mamed and his friend. "Damn, damn, damn I need to run on the construction" I thought about myself. And sent them to the stadium, where the construction actually passed, I went to my class. Everything seemed so slow, I just did what I looked at the clock, and now we finally came to the stadium, I tried to see their faces in the crowds of people and I found them with my girlfriend approached them. We have a conversation. But the guys needed to go on the bus, after that we were long with my girlfriend Lyubovy laughed at their names, let the readers condemn me, but all this was new to me, and even more so the name Mammden was immediately associated with the word Maped (not in Resenting guys with the same name) Well, as the next day I went to ICQ and what I see there he. Well, we started discussing everything that happened, and he suggested to be friends, but I was a little fool seen a beautiful well-dressed boy and agreed, I thought I was in love with him. After our meeting, he did not enter ICQ on the day, and then for weeks and so it took two months during this time we saw each other, I went, sat in a cafe, but that was enough to fall in love with him all of this cute and at Time is strictly guy, only at the end of June apparently he decided to get rid of the baby from suffering, saying that he had a girl of the world and he was deeply spitting on me. For the first day, I went upset, but over time everything went, it was easy, I turned 15, I matured, all the same learned to use the mascara and some more cosmetic devices. It was dry and not interested in September ... And I had his youngest sister sister in ICQ, and suddenly we had an interesting conversation with her, about Mamede about his girls, about all. She allegedly promised that he would tell him, so he was added to me again ... Alilua .... It happened I was at an altitude of happiness, he began to throw me with bold phrases in order to show that he was cool and everything was nothing. But I was a girl and was able to melt his Ice heart and not only bombed to the meeting. We met when I approached, he did not recognize me.
-Well hello - I said
-Hi who are you?
- Do you want this i'm Ira
-Year? On May 9, you were completely different (by that time I even repainted in the blonde)
-Ha, May 9 was a long time ago
And so we chatted, about which we could only be fun together, but I terribly frozen, he began to warm me and since in all stories about love our views met and we kissed, then I kissed for the first time, he told everything all The truth that this summer he did not remember me that he did not even take me seriously, but now I realized that I was wrong ... Naturally, we began to meet, meetings, kisses, flowers, there was no such night that we did not speak on the phone ... it ... There was my first real love ... But Mamed is a very difficult person, and the more Caucasian ... In order to be with him I had to give up ICQ, from walking without him ... there was a terrible control, every week he demanded that I show the story of calls, messages ... I asked the brothers to follow me ... I am very calm in nature, and therefore I never rebelled, well, I want to see my call history Yes, let him look at health to me what ... We were happy ... But apparently, his brothers were against him Out of Russian, as soon as someone falls out the opportunity, they tried to put me in every way before Mamted and it turned out. That was a huge minus, they are Caucasians, they are the same brothers, and brother can not cast a brother, so my naive boy thought ... But thanks to the fact that I studied Mamneda completely and already knew what and when I could always prove to him that I could always prove to him I am right and from this his brothers have become even more silent ... until one pore ... While his brothers did not fall quite low ... just for that they didn't like me so much, I do not understand .... I went to school by their house, suddenly I was stopped by his cousin and says:
- I have a very important thing for you, please help, you need to talk.
Yes, of course, what happened?
-Just do not go here, I will go to the courtyard I will tell
And I agreed ... Everything was planned, his first brother led me to the yard and the other Schihar was photographed by how he puts me into the courtyard. And these photos showed Mameda allegedly, see it led to the house ... Here I could not get rid any oaths, I could have been the facts ... I was roaring into the phone asking for me to believe me. His last phrase was: I thought you were normal, and you were a slava. I killed these words ... It he spoke on the street and someone passing by his brother heard it and said to another and that another and so it came to my father ... But there was somewhere the week we still settled communication but as friends ... And here Already on the November evening, my father (parents I'm divorced) and says: Where is Mamed now? I'm stunned saying: Dad I do not know, however. He began not to scream, but to yell on me for being contacted Caucasians, how they watered me with mud there, for me it was shock, then all the same, I managed to simplify him, so that he did nothing, he Only met with the father of Mamed, it seems they would talk to well and agreed that the more our communication is not his family will not allow mine. On the same evening, Mamed called me and again there was not without his last shocking phrase: You're a traitor, you specifically told everything. How did I love him, I did not eat anything, I didn't smile ... I was like zombies ... And here I am added to ICQ in ICQ, he is from my city ... And he knows Russian, he knows Russian not quite good and he has He doesn't make his own style of communication, he does not write mistakes and writes competently, but there is a couple of words that he writes, because anyone will not write, for example: "Of course," he writes "Kone" or "Fruits" - "Inland" all his words with I naturally knew mistakes and immediately calculated that it was he. Soon he himself admitted that she loved me and her father, no one was hindered and what he learned who he told my father about everything. And again we have a novel, conversations until the morning, Mom as an understanding person allowed us to be friends ... Dad calls me only in extreme cases ... And now I see in the evening I see me, I'm shaking me, I take a phone:
-Hello
-Yes what the first time, I did not understand what? What do you communicate with these chocks, little guys do you need, it is immediately clear that the mother brought up - he came from the tube, I was numb from fear, I just listened and was silent
-Yone mother tube
I silently give the phone mom, a loud connection was turned on, he says
- You can even raise a child to raise up, apparently no, I'll take her to myself, let them live in me with me, I rolled the tears from her, and he continued - her mother is called, I explained the father of it that if once again he climbs up to my daughter then I will understand already with him myself, I promised that I will fulfill it, now I recognize where he is, I take the guys with me and we eat to him, without warning somewhere let His and that's all. I'm just shocked, knowing what my father can really, I roar what to do. Mom says: Call Mames warning him. I call, warned ... My father came to them and on the street I was already waiting for Mamed with brothers, as Pope said "I don't want to touch the old boy," he asked the oldest of them Damira so that he watched if once again I myself at least phoned immediately report he ... the same evening I call Mamed not yet knowing it, the brothers had already time to customize him against me, he was angry towards me, and we were spreading goodbye, but and then the brothers were able to put me to the guilty, right there, that Damir calls her father and Says: So, so your daughter right now called him, take action. Oh, how I got ... After that, our communication temporarily came to the end, but I loved him ... And I have to be closer to Mamida, well, or at least to know that with him and how he began to meet with his brother, who was in love with me ... He met me With training on basketball, he studied, he had plans for the future, he studied on the right ... In a word, a prominent groom, but the heart walked on that lazy man, who knew that we had no future with him because of various faith and nation, but he was talking "You and I am one family" I still remember these words and it gets so warm because of them ... And once, right before the new year of December 27, I meet his brother with a driving school and Mamed comes with him, his brother came up hugged me, smoking In the cheek, and I stood and hatched looked at Mamed ... And he looked at me sadly and went on ... And I was so sad ... I understood how I needed it and as far as I am unhappy with this guy and decided to tell him all the truth, of course I didn't hear a lot and that I am heartless, etc., but I was free ... On the same evening, Mamed was added to me from the left Win, how I was glad, this time he was not Lekha and Katyukha, who allegedly says that she is Mamed's girl and asks me to not climb more ... And now Mamed himself was added to me and began to say that you were offended by my girlfriend, it was not offended to her, naturally it was a pretext, outside he seemed terribly strict and evil, but I always knew how to melt his heart, and now we communicate again , but we were only friends as it were ... On December 29, I went to Moscow with my father, naturally, with him, I could not even talk to Mamut on the phone, I had to be extremely neat so that my father did not know anything ... I have been rewriting with him. ABOUT ALL ... But I pierced, and Mamted, because of something they quarreled and he became calling me, I did not bother with a silent, my dad says: take the phone who is. Mamed was recorded in the phone named ... I didn't think about it then ... I take and say: Hello, do not call here. Throw. Pope I say: yes fans call different bored. Dad believed, but Mamed began to call again and then I snatched my cousin's phone, reads the inscription loudly out loud: Ma-D (on the side of the Pope it sounded like a sentence) Ha, what did it sound? Brother answers the call: Hello who is it? Thank God the connection was bad. "Those who I don't hear it, in short, who you wouldn't be angry here more ... My heart fell into the heels ... Father: Mamed ??? I started to invent on the go ... yes Dad, it's not that Mamed, that is, it's not Mamed, it's not Mamed, it's Dima, and I was recorded by the name Mamend because he has two SIM cards one former Mamneda number and his other, and I did not renamed And everyone, you want to ask mom (I knew that my mother would always support me) Alilua! Dad believed me. Naturally, Mamted was made up, I came from Moscow, with Mamed, I had already appointed a meeting but suddenly he was already sent to Moscow ... LLC these sleepless nights ... A day for conversations flew 100 or even 200 rubles and I and I have and I have So in Moscow he stayed until the end of February, we have finally confused with him, it was already considered that we together he promised to give a gift for Valentine's Day and at the beginning of March we met it was our last meeting and unforgettable ... We were at home ... And after so many months, we again together, again I see him in front of myself ... Just as I looked at the clone in those days, and I had anything that I had a meeting of Zhildi and Lucas, even the music was the same: D I was standing on my call the theme of the child and Lucasa a Miragem and as soon as I looked into my eyes I began to call my mother and rang this song, I started crying from happiness that he now in front of me after so many events, despite the threat, not looking at anything, so he my most beloved man on earth and about H reluctantly and so we stood in the middle of the room under this music and looked at each other ... And suddenly he says: I, well, I still take a pipe of crying from happiness. Mom anxious asked: Ira, what happened to you all right? (She was aware of where I am and that) I answered: Yes, my mom is fine. I gave the phone Mamida, he said: all is well. Putting the phone, he kissed me ... As far as I was happy to even imagine ... And since I am engaged in the belly dance, I promised to dance him for a long time, and this evening I fulfilled my promise I danced for him and he like Sultan sat on the bed and looked It was not forgotten on me ... But and here, without his nauseous brothers, it didn't have a call, some of his brother called, I did not hear their conversations, but after that Mamed came up to me showed my finger at the door and said:
-Get out of here
-What happened?
- Having done from this house
-Stope, explain everything, and I leave, again you believe the fool to your brothers
-Sam you fool, go away from here
I became the middle of the room staring at him, he went to the window and began to beat the window
"Moved, you know how I love you, please explain to me everything. And I suddenly I hear the crash, he broke the window ... I rushed to him ... He pushed me away and went to the sink, I ran up my whole hand was in the blood, I rushed to wash his hand, he again pushed me away, in that house the crane was Not a plumbing, and the usual thing you need to pour water, and the water ended and it was far to the nearest column, all the more though the beginning of March and there was still snow and frost ... I tell him: you have a first-aid kit here. He is silent. Then I looked in my pocket I was 20 rubles, I began to dress, he said: Going right and do not come back. I: Do not close the door at the pharmacy run and return. Suddenly he took out 100 rubles from his pocket and threw me. I threw money on the floor, shoved and left ... It was far from the nearest pharmacy, and I had to run ... I ran, all I say saying: Give me two bandages and a hydrogen peroxide. I was given and the price was not on my pocket, but I persuaded the saleswoman to give me this at least a receipt, she agreed I grabbed it all and rushed back, I rush into the house, it's all in the blood, I needed the water to rinse his hand, I run to the neighbors for the water, was then the hour of the night, it's good that people who lived there did not send me, as they could have been calmly pouring the water, I resort, I start to wash his hand, he repels shouting at me, And then for the first time in my life I went out of myself and began to yell: Listen if you want me to leave, I will leave, now I am interpreted your hand and leave, but while listening to me and sit quietly. He arrived. I started to bother his hand, the tears rolled from my eyes when I finished it looked at me and said: Ira, I understood everything. I'm starting to dress a ride nose saying: And what did you understand? He: I said that you left, I would have turned in your place and left, and you stayed with me, and I also went to the pharmacy and driven my hand, I understood everything. I: I'm glad I can still say. He: I love you and I don't care who will talk. He came up to me and began to wipe the tears to me, I burst into tears even more, he wiped the tears and began to kiss me ... But he didn't stop the blood to go, thereby the bandage was soaked and he smelled me with blood, my jeans, jeans, shirt, face, face Hands, all ... We were both in the blood and suddenly he said: oh almost forgotten, and suddenly he pulls out a small red velvet box in the form of a heart opens and says, hold down his hand, and he takes a bracelet from there and puts me on his hand , the bracelet was golden, and then says turn, I turned and he dressed me on the neck of the gold chain from the same set, how I was then happy in despite the fact that I was all in the blood, he pressed to me I was shaking, he I tried to calm me ... at that time it was about 3 nights ... WATER To wash it no longer left, the whole spent on him and on blood wiping, as the blood was everywhere on the floor on the panel everywhere ... I called a taxi we sat with him both in a taxi in the blood, we kissed him all the way in the car, but his hands They were still in the blood, and I had a white fur coat ... And now I have kissed him on the latter, ... but then it was the most interesting thing when my mother saw me, I went fast in my white fur coat was to in bloody stains, The face in the blood is in the blood, naturally at the beginning of the mother thought that I was deprived of my virginity, but after my story, my mother believed me ... We have repeatedly remembered this day for a long time, but we also talked for days, he had to go to the hospital in Voronezh There, he stayed two months and now it came in one awesome day that I would never forget, was the middle of April, our relationship from the frequent quarrels became very tense, his brothers did not stop shrouded ... And then the topic appeared again about autumn when we were with his brother I went to the courtyard ... Mamed ripped a relationship with me again, I was in a dead end ... He said: I can't meet a girl who slept with my brother. (There were a legend of the whole) And here, I cry in the phone I swear to him that I did not at what ... And then I decided to take it to Taran, I say: Mamed I'm for the truth ready for everything, you want to prove now. He: Yes, I: Now you want something to do with myself (at that time I was not in adequate) and threw the phone ... he called, I did not take. Then he wrote SMS: I can't live in love without you, goodbye my favorite. Then I began to call him ... After the calls 5, he takes the phone ... I scream: What did you do? He: I love you, though. I: What did you do? He: I am bad. He spoke with a hoarse voice. I: Mamed what happened. And silence…. He was in the hospital then, and suddenly I hear how the door opens someone runs and shout: what are you sick or what did you do? The next day we phoned, it turned out to cut the veins, I almost died ... Then I decided to call him my brother and demand that he would say the whole truth, I cry in the phone I managed to call him human feelings, he called Mamida and said as it was on the very business ... Thank God conflict was settled ... But because of frequent quarrels ... We broke up on his birthday on April 27, he called me a youngster and said that he needed a girl not 15 years old and her older either the brothers brain was rinsed or he was tired of him, we broke up but the heart did not give rest ... as in ICQ I went in one chat in ICQ, the owner was there Mamneda's brother and just that Mamed was sitting there, so I learned that he was already meeting with another name for her Masha, she My peer, he was very nice and kindly guessed ... Jealousy stuck me ... But I got out of the chat not paying attention ... passed the month was June 12, the day of the city ... I came up then, danced the belly dance, and suddenly during his speech I saw a familiar face, I will After all, we went to buy a sweet cotton wool with girls, the balls with helium ... It was fun, I went home and here he calls ... And he says that I needed to see the phone ... He calls again ... I take
-What do you want? You do not care how you insult me \u200b\u200bstill want? Leave me alone!
- I am now at your house, with me Masha (his current girl) she says about you here, says that you are compared to her anyone
-And what do you want from me?
I threw the phone, he began to write SMS: I love you, forgive me. I was silent. And so he wrote SMS and called me until the morning ... I was impregnable ... only I replied in the morning: you forget me, enough of me this dirt and nerves, and Masha say that it will not come down with her hands. It was our last correspondence ... Since my mother herself was even against, she said that it was already ridiculous that we would break up again, and even more so if my father finds out that it would be ... After that, we didn't communicate only. He congratulated me happy birthday And all .... We are the best friends with one of his brothers ... And he said that after that case Mamed went to Moscow to work and comes only for the new year ... Since then, I had a couple of guys ... But every day I remember him looking forward to his arrival ... They say and he is interested in how I am here ... no one could not see me to notice my Caucasian first love ...
P.S. And that Masha got me somehow met her on the street, I learned it and said the phrase that I was cooking for a long time: maybe you and more beautiful me but before watering mud need to learn about my physical data. And I gave her a slap, pushed to the ground and hit a couple more times, after that I did not hear about her ...