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The Azure Ruby Enigma


                                     




 Slowly leave the shadow of the insertion; The sun, reddish, prepares so cute Slowly leave the shadow of the sinking; The sun, reddish, prepares so cute, as if to lay down.


The town of S.M., like a mosaic of cars and people, straddling the underworld.


Andrew had just finished his exchange, and now he was preparing to go home when suddenly heard the phone ringing.


- Hello.


- Hello, who is it?


- It's me, M.


- Thank you for calling me. By the way, are we going to have lunch on the terrace tomorrow? Or do you have any plans to go somewhere else?


- Tomorrow? Well, would not we just talk about it then?


 Crispat, red-faced by his colleagues, quickly put the receiver back in place.

 He took his bag on his shoulder, and went out.

 He walked briskly on Dobrescu Street, as if by something mysterious, and 

 walked, with his hair in the wind that faded smoothly in the fiery sunset ....


Black thoughts intruded his mind: "What will their colleagues say? What does 

mother tell her, what will her parents say? What can I do now when I can not do 

anything anymore”? 


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When he woke up, Andrew saw himself on a hospital bed. The white sheets, the 

white, blue curtains, over which a few rays of sun shone, brought sweet souls 

and pleasant memories to their heart.


When he woke up, Andrew saw himself on a hospital bed. The white sheets, the 

white, blue curtains, over which a few rays of sun shone, brought sweet souls 

and pleasant memories to their heart.


He did not remember how he had gone through.



He began to forget everything. Beautiful memories of his life so far have 

suffered his soul .... .


He was born in 1970, spent his childhood in the countryside, in his parents' 

house, not too rich but hospitable, good-hearted and respectful. Especially the 

father of Andrew, who had lost his life in a stupid accident in a mine, was a very 

good man, so good that he left his work if necessary, and went to help his 

neighbors and friends, and other people in need.


The passion of his father was history. And with what fire he told the evening, at 

dinner, to Andrei, everything that happened during the time of Michael the 

Brave, Decebal, and even more recently.


But so were the cruel and sad circumstances of the poor-poor man to die in his 

youth, when Andrew was only six years old.


Remaining orphan, the poor child was cared for and educated by his mother, 

who said: 


- It would be a pity for our virgin to work-as much as we have done, to assert its 

powers. Better give him to school, to town.



And, he gave him to school.


With tears in his eyes, he left his father's house, with beams, with the shingle 

roof. But it was even harder to break out of her mother's arms, who remained 

on the side of the road, laughing.



- Help God holy, let us manage and see ourselves healthy!



And the years have passed, like the floods on his sweetheart, which he had left 

flowing in the valley, which seemed to his mother's tears of longing and 

mourning, which often stood leaning on the threshold, his gaze toward Gutâi, 

waiting for his eyes, wholehearted, his odor left among the strangers.


The army had made it to the Gendarmerie in Miercurea Ciuc. From here it 

releases through '91.


For the pleasure of rehearsing his father's house, but especially for the desire to 

see his mother, whom he had not seen for over a year, he whistled and sang in 

the streets, he was always serene, his smile blooming on his lips , understanding 

and respectful with everyone, glad that the night that comes will sleep in his fir 

bed, and upon his arrival will bring the greatest joy of the joys of the world, the 

one who loved him more than anyone on this earth: his mother.



During the `92 he had worked in S.M. at an enterprise.



Here he had a world of every kind, all being eager and set for the most 

appreciated and desirable metal of all: the money.


The desire for money also touched him.


His mother grew old by waiting for him and preparing him for the days of work.


The guard stood to get out of the way animals, and he had no money to make it 

up again, or at least to reinforce him, until he hired himself.


There she had met M., the girl with a tender soul, and a heart more precious 

than anything in this world; they were wondering, they were telephoned by the 

thousands, and all the things in their relationship went awfully well, maybe more 

than they imagined .....


Until the unfortunate day, when he did not reflect too much, he came under the 

wheels of a car. But it was not what he was afraid of now. Fortunately, doctors 

helped him escape with life.


Then he woke up in the warm light that flooded from the curtains of the hospital 

salon.


He had a lower left fracture and a mean fracture in the colon, he underwent 

surgery. He was given infusions.


Fortunately, he was not in a coma.


His thoughts had reached him again with more power: "What will M?" How's 

Mom doing? What are my colleagues to do? "

Thoughts of thoughts passed through his mind wounded by M.'s longing as a 

target destroyed by the bullets of a fierce struggle.

His body was so numb in his bed, but even more numb to his soul, that he had 

not received any news from M., nothing about his mother was aged with so 

much trouble, yet he still had a hope in his soul: that to see their odor.



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The two months of hospitalization had passed faster than expected, and now, on 

August 15, he was sent with Salvation to the village where he was born.

The prospect of reuniting his native village filled his soul of joy and made him 

forget the torment he suffered during the two months of hospital, and his 

thoughts faded more and more in the years of childhood and his mother's aging 

day by day, waiting for him.

With the inner joy of his soul, Andrew fell into a deep and quiet sleep.

Deep into the dream world.

It was with M, in the house of his parents.

It was snowing, a snowflake that covered both of them and the house where 

they were. How happy you were that there was no one else to spoil their 

happiness!

There were only two of them, and the snow that flattered around them, like a 

king and a queen of happiness and satisfaction. How good they both felt in the 

snow that was sparkling, seemed to have been in a splendid cloister palace as if 

they were masters over the tall and clear snow.


When Andrew awoke from the beautiful dream he had, he was in their beamed 

house in his fir-tree, as he longed for.


He began to wonder:


"How did I get so quickly home? That I was just in the Salvation car when that 

torment was caught, and that beautiful dream, and now I see myself at home. I 

can not believe how quickly everything happened. "


Andrei wanted to make sure he really got home, or the dream is not over yet; 

touch the wall plaster. Yes, she was at home!


He let out of bed, but he saw that his left foot was immobilized.


- How long will I have to be in this unbearable bed?-Andrei reflected.

"How long will I have to stay like this," he asked,did he?


Will he get out of this bed somehow?



His bed was no longer attractive, but he was horrified by him.

Among other things, he was indignant that he could not meet M..


She was longing for her, a heartbreaking longing, when she remembered she 

could not even call her. An anguish broke it from his head to his feet, and his 

heart was in the shackles of despair. Thus, tormented by these claws of despair, 

it melted the day that passed, until at a time when he gave the novel, "Always 

together we shall be", of a German writer of the eighteenth century, whose 

action is taking place in the German city of Frankfurt.


He was deep in reading this novel, so he was looking at the dear M ..


But that seemed impossible.


Something about him made him think about his job at the company he was 

working on.


Will he leave him unemployed? What has been done so many unmotivated 

absences?


What will the colleagues say? How will they gossip at all corners?


As he was tormented by these thoughts, he heard short beatings in the door: 

beak-beak-beak.


He said,it was the postman:

- Can I get in,he asked from the doorway.

- Yes, I pray, because you always bring good news to me.

- Like today,the postman said, coming in.

She put out a letter, and he looked at her face. I saw the stamp of S.M., and 

opened it without seeing who she was.


                             ......................................................





                                    ,, Dear Andrei,


    I learned about the accident you suffered, I also learned that you stayed in the hospital for two months and that you were now home.

   You know, Andrei dear, I keep on you more than my heart!

 Do not despair that the trouble is greater when you deepen the thought in its depth.



 So leave it desperate!



In order to please you, I send you a photograph and a sonnet to remember me, and a series of written thoughts to read them especially in the evening before you fall asleep.
Know that my love for you has not changed.


I expect you to do well, to call me from work, and, more importantly, to come see me.

I've been interested in your service, and I'm glad to give you good news: you will not be unemployed, but you will continue to work with a paid sick leave for a month.

So do not worry about anything, do not be angry, but remember that you have a heart with you that can not exist without you.


I've been interested in your service, and I'm glad to give you good news: you will not be unemployed, but you will continue to work with a paid sick leave for a month.

So do not worry about anything, do not be angry, but remember that you have a heart with you that can not exist without you.


I'm with you.

                               

                   Yours, M., who will never forget you! "



   What joy come on the expected in life and especially in the heart of Andrei.

   She slowly took her picture, which was, of course, old, but important, of 

   course, was the wonderful person she represented.

  He kisses him with longing and love, whispering:

  - I love you, my beautiful princess of snow and purity, I love you and I will 

  always love you!

 Andrei put the photograph back in the envelope, and pulled out her sonnet now. 

 She was a sonnet since she was at DragoÅŸ-Voda High School, in her hometown.

 On the sonnet, the following words were written with her hand:


                        "Keep me the way I am,
                         I'm only for you.
                        Today I love you more than yesterday,
                        And less like tomorrow.

                         With friendship, M. "


 And as dedication, the following were written:

    I would call you a friend, but you're more than that.
   
I would call you a soul, but I am afraid I will lose you, and I will always cry for 

you.


I would call you a smile, but I can not get close to your bright radiance.


I'd better leave you called, as we call the angels.


Almost, how close are the dawns of a great day.


Brisk how enlightened is your Sunătoarea, always closer, always vibrating with 

joy, as well as pain, the joy of finding me, and the pain of losing me.


We remain some souls like stones of stone, only with their hearts beating the fire 

of love, enchanted by the tomorrow's sunset, as a cross of roads, which 

only sometime they will reunite.

                                      With friendship, M.




 What good did these words do to him!

They were for him like a bath made in the Sunătoare on a beautiful summer 

day,and like it a good steak of ram, after a tiring journey.


Andrei felt "in the ninth heaven"!

The postman had gone long ago.

He stayed with the dream of seeing M's, one afternoon, a coffee and a kiss.

Fatigue torpedo, she fell asleep with her sonet with the lyrics so beautiful . 




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 - Andrei, the doctor comes to see you,his mother nodded.



   Indeed, the doctor in the commune comes in, ready to give him a helping hand.

 He carefully examined his foot, removed his old dressings, and put new ones on 

 him.


Then he locked his foot back, and said:


- You still have two weeks of sitting, but do not try to get down until I tell you. 

You understand?



Without waiting for an answer, the doctor went quickly to the door and left.



His mother would come quickly to his room, bringing the dish with pudding.



- Andrei, get up and eat.


He supported him and managed to lift him in the seat, and put his bloke in front 

of him.

While eating, he thought of M., the dream he had in the summer, when he 

dreamed in the yard with him, and the snow fell from the sky until he half-

covered them.

How fast did the summer pass? What had happened the ten weeks of 

immobilization ... .


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 It was on a Saturday morning when the doctor in the commune once again 

 entered the door of Andrei's room.



- Good morning! How do you feel, did her doctor ask?


- Good morning, doctor. I feel like sixteen years old!

- I'm so happy with you, Andrew. I have good news: today you get out of 

bed this! But not to get under the cars, did you understand?


He slowly unzipped his dressing and immobilized material, and supported him, 

lifting him out of his bed for five weeks. It took convalescence.


The doctor looked closely at Andrei, and said:

 Be a man! I want to make you military!  I'll show you you can! Come on, 

whoops-up! Step by step! One two! One,two.three,four. About turn!  The 

extended arms! - We take our left hand to our right foot, and our right hand to 

our left foot, so: one-two-three-four, one-two-three-four. Enough! 

You can go now, but be careful!  I'm gonna talk to your company, and it'll give 

you a week or two to get back.  Do not indulge in the brave ones! But do, on 

the village road, 1 kilometer walking every day. Do not run, however, you will 

get tired quickly and it would be wrong. Fatigue Running in convalescence, can 

cause problems first of all to your foot. Seek to work something beside the 

house, but not too much. Try to work three or four hours at the beginning, then 

gradually add to each day, starting Wednesday, an extra hour or two until you 

can work eight hours without getting tired too much. Once you have this 

performance (and I'm sure you're doing it!), Please come to me at the office,  

let's talk. But be careful not to cool. Your leg is now more sensitive. Watch out 

for the cold! Take great care not to be afraid of what you've been through, now 

that you've escaped as you escape. But later, pay attention! Few people get rid 

of what you've got rid of! Therefore, consider my advice and be more cautious. 

Do not think of anything else in time what are you doing on the street. Watch 

out for yourself, and focus on how and how much traffic you are driving! You 

are a free man, but you are at your own risk! Be careful with your life, do not 

mess with yourself!



 The Doctor hurried out, leaving the door open.


    ............................................................


  
   Andrew came to jump up joyfully!

  What he did; jump a little up! How glad he was!

 - Mom, I'm just going to take a walk in the air.

 - Go, my dear!



                           




                          





    The warm early autumn sun and fresh, refreshing air refresh its spirit.

    How good you feel! It could not even be described in words.

    Remember the M ..

    What goodness she proved to have written to her!

    How interesting it was for him! How much he loved him!

   Still thinking and meditating, Andrei lost the notion of time and the path to         
   the destination he had proposed; he wandered away as thoughts, like a 

   lone horseman watching his prey.

   
   He woke up late of numbness. He was in Săcătură.

  She picked some healthy alder and hazelnut branches. He carefully formed a 

  tent of it, filled it with hay taken from a claw. He quickly picked up some 

  squirrels and, using two stones of flesh that he had taken from a creek,    

  managed 

 to ignite the fire.

 He covered the hay well, and closed his eyes.

He dreamed he lived in S.M. It was as if he had gone smoothly on a street like 

without touching the earth, suddenly meeting M, his beloved, who could do all 

his plans for the future.

"- How are you," he asked joyfully?

"- Okay, thank you," he said, and, without worrying about her, she took her as a 

kid, bypassing him.

 When he wakes up, Andrei notices how late it is. The sun ascends in the sky 

 like a carousel of happiness, energy, and Light.

 The fire had faded long ago, and he was preparing to go home.

 But it seemed to him that the dream of the night was not a reality. He was very 

 glad that it was, fortunately, just a dream.

 The most ugly dream he had!

 Andrei descended the hills behind the hills, crossed the valleys behind the   

 valleys, like a maze of unremitting forms of relief, attractive in their beauty and   
 contrast. It seemed the road was not over!

 He flushed to her face like the rose when she saw her house.

 But what did she see? His mother was on the threshold, weeping in tears, his 

 tears lengthening on his cheek, and falling on the ground as a source of un-

 described suffering.

 I'll wait there for hours ...


 He approached and asked her:

 - Why are you crying, Mom?

 The rustle of the palm that had received it in response to it had been ruined for  

 a long time.


 - Where'd you go, huh?

 - Mom, I was a little out in the field to walk around.

 - But how many days do you want to be?

 - Well, dear mother, if God has forbidden me and I have not died in an 

 accident,he will not die now!

- Do not rely on this. Remember what the doctor told you!

 - I remember, Mom. But, my lord, so he told me, I would ride on the border 

 every day until I get stronger.

 - You can make a wheel, but why do you get the night on the horizon?

 - No more grace, dear mother! Come in, do not cry anymore. Look, I brought 

  some hares. I'll get them hot, and we'll both eat.

 And, quickly, he gets up to work: fire the fire, put some oil in a pan, which he 

 finds on a nail.


 Cut off the hribs in a pot, carefully observing them if they do not have a mess.     
 Finish in a few moments this operation, overturning the hribs in the pan on the   

 fire, and covering them with a larger plate.


 He then searches for the tape recorder. Scrape through all the boxes, check all 

  the nuggets.

 A joyous joke when he finds it after a while. He also found a cassette he had   

 bought through '91, by the army.

 He put the tape into the tape box, pulled the tape, then stopped and turned it.

 How glad Andrew was now, remembering the beautiful happenings in the army. 

 But he also remembered the penalties he had received.

 Speech of the song:  "Do not, O Lord, to no one/Life of the Military ".


 Mother to hear the song.

 As burned, come to Andrew:

 - Stop the music, honey!

 - I Stop them, Mom, do not you see I stop them? But why do you want me not 

  to listen to this music? It's a beautiful song, I heard it when I was in the army.

- Stop fuckin 'nonsense,he said his mother masterful! 

 And, quickly, he put his hand on the pliers of the stove. More to intimidate him.

 - Mom, if you do not like music, I go to a friend to listen to, I miss when I was 

 in the army.


 - If you miss the military, go and make you military! Give the apple to the 

  petitions, the more lust!


- Mom, you know I'm upset, and I'm going to the City to somebody, stay there, 

if at home I do not even have a bit of music to listen to!

 - You get fuckin 'fuckin' fuckin ', I'm banging my bones, can you hear me?

 - I got him off, but I'll know what he's doing next.

  - You do not know anything, you do not know, you think he's beating out of 

  heaven!


  - Keep God, and the time comes when he takes me to work in the City!

  - It's not a whistle, I'm not letting you get stuck! They do not pay me for the 

  buzz!

  - They see what the gentlemen say when he says they do not let me go to work 

  either.

  - You have no business with gentlemen! He was working on earth, as your 

   poor father did, God forgive him!

 - It will be how God will, Andrew said, stirring the shit.

  Turn off the cassette, more out of respect than in fear. He did not have anyone 

   or why he feared.

  Dinner was ready. Andrew and his mother were preparing for dinner.

  - Mom, please, why did not you let me put the tape recorder?

  - What's going on in that house, like the Roma? If you want to put it on, put it, 

  slow down, not so much leap to jump people with water.

  He dropped the tape recorder, but slower, that it was hard to hear the song. It 

   was Andrei's favorite song, "Christmas and Epiphany."


  Dinner took place without discussion.

  He left the night in the village with quick steps.

  Andrei slept and fell asleep from the fatigue and the thoughts that drew his   

 dreams, causing nightmares.

 When she woke up, it was six o'clock in the morning.

  I'm losing my bus to S.M. .

  He remembered he had to do a visit to the doctor.

  He had no choice but to catch the bus at 8:30.

  However, the doctor did not arrive at the office until 10 o'clock.

  - Mom, you know, when he was a doctor to me, he told me I had to go see me    
  when I was doing well. Please let me go.

  - I'll leave you, my dear. But do not get under the car and do not get caught up      
    in the night, do you understand me?

   -Meaning, Mother,said Andrei,smiling. And he's getting ready for the road.

   He took 500 lei of expense. She quickly fled her out with a "Goodbye" to her       
   mother, aged with so much trouble.


   He took 500 lei of expense. She quickly fled her out with a "Goodbye" to her 

   mother, aged with so much trouble.


   The bus caught him; run quickly on the road connecting BudeÅŸti to Ocna 

   Åžugatag.

   Go down to the second station, ,,at the Bath”, as the locals call it.

   He crosses the street safely on the crossing of pedestrians, and enters the 

   communal dispensary.

  ,, Knock-knock”-knocked at the door of the medical cabinet.

     - Yes.

     - Yes sire, Doctor!

    - Hey, boy, good morning. Have you come?

    - I came.

    - You made it you came. Get to see your leg!

     She carefully examined her leg who had a fracture, and had surgery that         

    eventually led to his healing.

    He is pleased to find out how fast he has healed. He said with satisfaction:

    Said and done.

   Electronic music, articulated, echoes in the speakers of the stereo. Andrew       

   danced that all who saw him would have said he was the embodiment of 

   Michael Jackson.

  -Boy, you're a force,said the doctor, smiling.  Let me see your tension.

   - Agree.

   And he quickly lifted the blouse's sleeve and fixed his strain gauge.

   He spoke in goodwill:
   
   - You can go to work now.

  Have you told him about his mother-to-mother conflict? It's not worth it.

 He took "goodbye" from the one who contributed a lot to his salvation and 

 healing, and walked slowly down the door of the medical cabinet.

 Where to go now, Andrei asked? What to do?

 Suddenly, he remembered what to do. He has a phone call to M ..

 Get into the telephone booth.

 He picked up the handset and inserted the card.

 Form: 7-1-9-6-4-6-3.

- Hello!

- Hello yes. Who's there?

- I am, Andrei T .. Who am I honored?

- It's me, stupid. M .. How are you? Where do you call me?

 - I call you from Ocna Sugatag. I went to the doctor, to the control.

 - I'm glad you called me. You know I love you. But when do you come to me?

 - I'm going for Monday, that's a feast. What do you say?

  - Agree. Come, my dear, do not keep going! How long have you been working?

  - Super! Please call me when you get here.

   - Of course I'm calling, dear M ... You know what I want to see you. I hope 

  it'll be okay everything at work.

    - It's gonna be, you do not care! Know that I love you.

    - Me too,sow-sow mutch.

    - Good. I will call you. Bye!

   
   Andrei put the handset back in, took out the card, put it quickly into your 

   pocket, and left the phone booth.

   He crossed the street on the pedestrian crossing, and went to look for the     

   church.

   The old orthodox church of oak, built in the 16th century, seems like wait, 

calm and tranquil, as a mother, whoever came to unload his soul through 

prayer,meditation, and worship of God.

He revealed his head, kneeling, and said in a hurry, the prayers he had learned 

from his grandmother and his parents.


After a few moments of silence, he stood up, slowly retreated from the porch of t

the church, put his hat on his head, and walked out onto the street.

Look for the street that leads to the bus station.

It was quiet - no one at the station.

Later there was a Major Sergeant from the Communal Police.

- To live, Mr. Chief. Please be nice to tell me, at what time do the buses come?

 - Go, boy, and let me go," muttered the sergeant-major, and walked toward the 

 commune in a hurry.


 What sadness now floods Andrei's heart!

 How and when to get home? How to get information? Who else to ask?

 The street was empty. Only once in a while he saw some people passing by.

  But he asked them in vain. They only get answers in two pearls. They could 

  not bring satisfaction, nor did he have any reason to feel.

  Suddenly, he saw a bus coming from the City. But no, he went to B.M.

  Ah, what a sad and sad day! There is no bus, no car stops.

  All things are transformed into a countercurrent of monotony and boredom.

 Alone, Andrei has been thinking for hours for hours. No bus is coming.

 Only a few black & red "Dacia" went in both directions, and a few sounds 

of the ladies' tops brought extra charm to the monotonous landscape and sadly 

by its usual character.

He liked the contours of some of them, and, as he had the camera, he took a 

picture of them in one movement.


- Where do you travel,he asked agilely the driver.

 - At Budesti.

 Andrei went up, paid the ticket, and the bus doors closed suddenly.

 The bus started, and it began to slip on the asphalt. Gradually, he passed from 

 first gear to fourth as he took the curve to Rozelor Street.

 "Baths" were left behind with all their romance.

  Business stores of all colors appeared and vanished in the bus, like in an 

 endless carousel.

 Soon they could see only the lovely plums on the side of the road, the golden 

leaves, and the terrible sky of heaven, like a huge crystal mirror that blasted over 

the Earth.

The bus is now approaching the triple junction called "Bifurcația".

Andrei went downstairs. He continued his quiet, joyful journey that he had 

accomplished what he had planned.

When he came home, he found a letter on the window sill.

He looked at her carefully, and studied her thoroughly. He was from B. from an 

army friend.


 He wrote about different things, about how great people changed, about the 

places where some balls are playing, about how he won a friend of his 1200 

RON at Loto, about finding a friend and having went to town to buy her 

engagement rings .........


 At that moment, Andrei remembered the letter M had sent her, and she thought, 

even though she had spoken to her on the phone today, that she would have to 

answer him.


 The phone as the phone, but a letter seals more deeply Love, he thought. That's 

  what he did.


 He thanked M. for the interest he had given him as a result of that terrible 

accident, and at the same time assured him of his love, which would never be 

scattered, but would only descend into her bosom, only to know her, keep and 

have access to it.


When Andrei finished writing, he had already left the evening, and the Sun, like 

huge globe of love, was spreading his last rays before he plunged into the 

darkness of the nesting.


His mother was already asleep, lost by the work of the day. He did not feel it 

when he came home.

Andrei put the cassette, but slowly, not to wake his mother.


Sing Bidley Boy's, a cheerful, dancing song.

How well did Andrei listen to these songs, and how they had revived him!

Now he fell on the couch, broken by fatigue. The tape recorder was going, and 

his thoughts wore it in all directions until he fell asleep in a deep sleep.

He dreams of childhood in the home of his parents.


                          ................................................................................................................


 Andrei woke up burning in the whirling alarm clock. It was an old watch, but it 

 still worked.

 - Andrei,said the snapper,that he breaks my ears,said his mother, who was just 

 getting out of bed.

- I stop him, Mom, I stop him, Andrei rests her.

 He was looking for his holiday clothes, and he began to get married.

 His mother would grab her as if she was connected to high-voltage electricity.

 Out of indignation, he asked him:

 - Where are you going, thief, this morning?

 - I'm going to go to the City to buy breads.

 - You do not die, I'm going to kill you,she said nervously,her mother!

And she grasped her clothes, and took them to her room, swinging her to her 

 dressing-room.

Andrei could no longer hold; went to his mom's room, searching everywhere.


She did not find anything, and the closet could not open it.

 He searches through the drawers of the room; and looking, if you said he was a 

 cop and doing a search.

Drop everything out of the drawers out, many objects fall down; and he sought, 

sought before, but to find, whatever he found, only what he was seeking did not 

find: the key.

Then he went to his father's room. Here, everything was deserted; only a 

wardrobe was found on a wall, for since his passing to the eternal, through '76, 

his relatives had come and cleansed the room well, so that Andrew had nothing 

to find in his father's dungeon.

He thought, he thought. ....

Go to the blacksmith, make him a key?

... But until it's over, I'm going through so many hours!

 Still thinking and thinking, an idea came to him.

 He went to his mother's closet, he pulled three steps back, and he - was struck 

 by a blow!

 The doors smoothed and smashed.

 Andrei quickly took off his clothes (without his mother observing him), and 

 quickly passed to his father's room, where he quickly began to dress.

 He took his hat, put it on his head, and headed for his mother's room.

 - Fuck if you want to go!

 He ignored the mother's words, but went running to the garden.

 His friend, Dorel, lived near him.

 When he reached Dorel's house, he knocked at the door. Nobody replied. So he 

 thought about trying the door.

 It was closed. By signs, they were gone somewhere.

 "What to do now," she said?

  Dorel is not home, money has no money on him, so there is no chance to go 

  by bus.

 Still go to the road to walk down to the commune.

 It was a good part of the way.

 When he was at the bridge over the "Breboaia" stream, a field car approached 

 and stopped in front of him.

 -Where are you going, Andrei asked the driver.

 - In town.

 - Can I climb?

 - Come on if you want.

 Andrei climbs into Dorel's car. How much he enjoys!

 The car took its speed for travel. Looks like he was a gallop! On the side of the 

road were the poplar leaves with the golden leaves that beat in the late summer 

light wind, like a fan in the fiery wave of a song.

 On the side of the road were the poplar leaves with the golden leaves that beat 

 in the late summer light wind, like a fan in the fiery wave of a song.

 Slowly began to see the first houses in the commune.

 It was charming to look at that dome of the clear sky, which seemed to link the 

 houses to the left of the road with those on her right.

 Soon, travelers left behind the common, with all its striking fate.

Other and other localities seemed to appear suddenly so that after a few minutes 

 they would disappear as suddenly into the car's drive.

Hardworking people, workers, some in holiday clothes, stood on the streets, 

some in front of the wooden gates, beautifully sculpted by skilled craftsmen, and 

others went to work, in all the ways and directions of the road, with forks and 

rakes, shoulder, "some of them digging”, each to the work that await him.


They finally arrived in S.M.. After a while, Andrei descended, and Dorel 

continued his journey.


Look for the street where M. was living.

How he had been working here for over two years here, he had every chance of 

finding it pretty fast.

How he had been working here for over two years here, he had every chance of 

finding it pretty fast.

The delight passed through his soul.

Suddenly,Andrei climbed the staircase of the block where she had her home.

Finally, here it is! She came to the door of her apartment, and pressed the ringer 

button.


 ,, Èšrrrr”.

 - Come in! What are you doing to meet us, is M.'s mother?



  - Hello. I apologize. Maybe I was wrong.

 - Wrong, maybe you were wrong, but maybe you're stupid; do you think I do 

not know what's up in your head, fuckin '? I know what the devil blows on your 

head, but now I'm gonna get all of you and everyone! Do you seem to know 

that I can tell the police to learn your mind?



But I let 's you your policeman!


And she dragged him into her room, stretched out a chair.


 - Sit down!

 - I understand. Thank you, ma'am,said Andrei. And he sat down.

 As she watched M's mother, she scrolled through the drawers, as if she did not 

 know what she was looking for, or in search of ignorance.

 In the end, you heard the phone in the other room ringing, "Èšrrrr"!

  Mrs. P. is running fast on the phone.

  Pick up the phone.

  - Hello, who is it?

   - I am mother. M..

   - Where are you calling me, dear?

   - From work. Please be nice, Mom, go shopping today. I've got work until 

 tonight.

 - Come on in a break here, I'll tell you something!

 - Unfortunately, we do not have breaks, but why would not you tell me this 

  thing on the phone, mamy?

- How ??? Can I tell you on the phone? Fuck the fuck! The phones are listening. 

 And then that's a personal thing. Did you understand me?

 - Understand, I understand, but the job can not stay.

 - I have one thing I have to say to you today. You understand?

 - I have one thing I have to say to you today. You understand?

 - Yes mom. But from work I can not miss, cut my day, and the share of this 

 month's salary went to the water of the Sabbath. Therefore, please, mamy dear, 

 make your purchases for today.

 - Listen, M. rebel! If you're not gonna come home, I'm not gonna eat again, did 

 you get it?

 - Why do not you understand? But you know, Mom, I'm not sitting on your 

back? If I were to abandon the service now, what would happen? Would not I 

both die of hunger?

- You're hungry to die,exhausteda! Bitch! Fuck you fuck you up!

 He put the phone back in place without noticing that Andrei had gone.

 When he returned to the other room, Andrei ... "take him where he is not!"

 - Fuck the fuck, I'm letting him go! Take it all the devils !!!

And he cried, wept with hoof, hiccups, and anger, that they heard from the third 

floor upstairs, all the neighbors were alert, all the children in their sleep 

awakened.

People reported the Police. A drunkard on the second floor announces the 

Firefighters. To his damnation!


There was an Inspector from the City Police, but he did not see anything. He 

 searched the neighborhood. No trace, or criminals!

 Only a lady, crying with hiccups, in neuro-psychic spasms, like agony.

 The Firemen also came. But there was no fire, but only the fire from her sad 

 soul. Which they could not, however, extinguish.


 There was a big uproar across the city, to bars, confections and cafes.

 All over the place were funny jokes and strange happenings about a poor 

mother who does not let her daughter meet boys, her crimes, her misunderstood 

words ..........  .

M.'s mother took the doctors to the hospital with Salvation.

It was boiling: it was crying, sighing, the hiccup growing louder.

They gave him a bed in a salon at Neuropsychiatry.

A neuro psychiatrist, a psychologist and a nurse handled her personally.

Meanwhile, Andrei arrived at a telephone booth. He stepped in, put his hand on 

the receiver, and formed the M.'s number at work.


 A man's voice answered:

 - Who is?

- Hello. I am Andrei Toderan from Breb.

- What can I help you, Mr. Toderan?

 - I would pray you very much to tell me, can I talk to the secretary, please?

 - It's not possible. Just gone to the delegation.

  - Where?

  - I can not tell you. It's a secret job.

     And he shut up.

 He was the owner of the company where M. worked.

 Where did he go? He said he was in the delegation.

But why she sent it to her, it was not for Andrei.

Puzzled, he picked up the receiver again, and shaped her home number. Sounds 

busy.

What to do?

-"Well, I'll go to work, and then I'll look for it," he thought. And he started on 

the road, walking with small, pressed pace.

At work, all good and beautiful. Instead, it was four o'clock without a quarter 

afternoon. Andrew rushed out of the building to catch the four and a half bus.


When he reached the station, he noticed that all the buses had left.


Andrei climbs into the trolley bus, which swiftly started at the center.

When the trolley stopped, Andrei went down, right beside a telephone booth.

He picks up the receiver, puts the card and shapes his favorite number.

This time, however, nobody replied. Andrei spent some time thinking, not 

knowing how to get it done.

It is about six o'clock in the evening, the hour at which M. went out of work.

Will he give him a phone, see if he's back?

No, that was not the best thing Andrei could do.

If he meets M's patron, he might create a public impression that is not right.


What would they expect to walk in the street they see coming from work? Aha, t

his is the best thing.


But the patron told him that M. was in the delegation.

But if he does not come today?

Anyway, they set his visit today, and today it must be.

Not knowing what to do for a moment, Andrei decided to look for her on the 

phone again.

- Hello!

- Hello. Who is?

- Adrian P.,the voice answered at the end of the thread.

- From the Ministry of the Interior, we bother you,Andrei said.

- With whom I have the honor?

- Sub-inspector Tomita Iorgulescu,said Andrei.

- How can I help you live with the sub-inspector?

- In connection with the report dated August 29, 1992, we bother you about 

what happened to your wife, so you are asked to take your wife's papers from 

the hospital, make a legalized copy of each of them, come with them to the 

Minister, for clarification.

- All right, I'll do it. Yes sir,sub-inspector. But when do I have to get there?

-  Tomorrow in the morning at eight o'clock.

 - Good thank you. Yes sir,sub-inspector.  And he shut up.

 What a good joke to Andrei! But, shape the preferred phone number.

 - Hello.

 - Yeah, who is she?

- We all, the Ministry of the Interior. Sub-inspector Iorgulescu.


- What do you want, mister sub-inspector?

 - Please be nice, do you have someone in your family besides yourself and your 

   wife?

 - I still have a girl, M., who works as a secretary at a construction company.

 - I'd like to talk to her about the cause of the incident, if you let me.

 - Of course I agree. But she is currently in the delegation,and she will not return 

 until 22:00.

 - Today at 22:00, or tomorrow?

 - Tonight.

 - Anybody else involved in this problem?

 - Not.

 - Good. Goodbye!

 - Goodbye. To live, sub-inspector!

 Andrei finds the most precious information: the time M. returns home.

 "Oh, Lord, believe my lies, to go and seek me through Bucharest, so that I may 

be with my soul," Andrew thought.

And how well God listens to prayer!

M.'s father, that's what he did, without any thought.

He would have expected some time until 22:00.

How long it seemed like waiting time!

And, as he had nothing better to do, he sat on a nearby bench.

So he hoped the time would pass.

He lit a cigarette and began to enjoy it with pleasure, while smoke rocks spread 

all over.

Andrei thought about what she was going to do, the love she had for her, her 

beautiful dreams with her, the desire to see her.

The Moon rises across the city as a queen of love and the union of the Fairy 

Ever Virgin, which prepares each girl for a boy to love her, and considers her the 

most beautiful, loved, smartest, most wonderful girl in world.


Soon a silver cloud is approaching the Moon.

Andrew is increasingly aware of the feelings he has for her.

He said, delighted by the fever that only meets once in his life:

"= How good would it be that She hides me between her sweet and curly 

breasts,which they see in her transparent shirt, as the cloud hides the Moon and 

is no longer seen".


 He pulled a smoke from the cigarette and blew it into his bosom.

 His young body feels stronger, more invigorating, as though it were in the 

mastery of the fairy, by the power that draws him, as if holographically, from 

M.'s body, that virgin, clean, lively and loving, with delicate breasts, snaking on 

their flawless breasts, like two young lambs, tender, full of power and lust for 

life.


With no more control over the wishes of his soul, he tossed the cigarette into the 

basket and walked through the darkness, alone as a 11th-class hover with a 

simple desire in his lost and yet re-found soul, namely visit her dear, and give her 

everything she never gave to anyone.

He felt a pleasant torpor, which seemed to dry his heart.

It was Eros' arrow; the arrow of love after her loving heart.

He ran so fast (because he ran to the heart that loved him most) that he would 

not have been able to hold on to either the insinuating looks of the people, or the 

hateful time that seemed to go too fast, desiring as if you were opposed.

Only love, that eternal relationship that unites those who want to give each other, 

made it boil its blood in the veins with every step toward it.

She approached quickly the block where she lived.

When, what should his eyes see?

Even She, at the entrance, in the block of the stairs. In the flesh and bones in 

front of him.

 - Good evening.


- Good evening, Andrei. What are you doing here at this hour?

- I'm looking for you, my dear,he said,. And he was in the middle.

- Did you just find me looking for me? In this darkness?

 - Just, my dear. I am so fond of you. And she kisses her sweet.

 - I feel this darkness protects both of us all that our love can abduct.

 - Really. Here you are right. And how good I feel near your heart!

 - And I also. Without you, I would lose my time in ash-shaped love, and 

 scattered in the dust of time.

 - Yeah, that's right, my dear. And he touched him tenderly on his long chin, and 

  he put his hand over her waist once more, encompassing her.

 And she imbues her gesture.

 They went like this, embraced, as if floating, taking nobody and nothing.

 They then broke away, and entered the block where She had her home.

 He whimpered when M. went to the kitchen to prepare his dinner, and soon he 

 returned to the living room, where Andrew waited, and said:

  - My dear, do you know Dallas is on TV? You want me to put it to you?

  - No, thanks. I'm enjoying your presence. That you are all for me tonight and 

  now.

 M. goes back into the kitchen. Andrew came in after her. Again, she kissed her 

 sweetly and tenderly.

They could no longer be masters; he's losing his way to the love of his soul.


She gently held her up and left her with her, even on her bed.


What good they "warmed up" now!

- I love you,she whispered, as it made her unusually pleasant warmth to pass 

 through her virgin body, clean and untouched by any man.

- That's good for you," Andrei continued to whisper.


Now they were indeed a king and a king of love.



They both felt in the ninth heaven of happiness and the love they had.


No one bothered, no one was in danger of being surprised by the beautiful 

moments spent in each other's arms. Nobody saw it.


- I love you my love. You, I only gave you everything I had the most expensive 

in the world. Please keep me between your breasts.


- I love you my love. I will Always Love You!

Ah, dear M., how excited joy you feel in her body, as if she were the queen of 

happiness! And, come on? It really was.

- I love you, my love,Andrei smiled.

 - I love you too. And now you'll be mine forever!

 With a kiss they had detached from that magical fever.

 Then she kisses her breasts, who is, is and will remain his beloved, his great 

 love.

 But they remained embraced in the bed that united them in love. And remaining 

so, Andrew reached for her breasts, and kissed her more.

He took power again. And again, M. made her feel that wonderful warmth, and 

the Fairy Ever Virgin went out again, we noticed, and fled with fire and passion 

in her clean and unharmed body, she escaped where the love for one girl and 

where the flower of virginity has flourished long ago.

Andrei, drunk with happiness, whispered, touching her breasts tenderly:

 - I love you, my charming fairy, and nothing will separate me from you!

 - I love you,she whispered and M. And again they broke away from the spell of 

   love, Andrei said:

  - Set the clock to ring, my dear, please, tomorrow I have to go to work.

   M. put the clock on.

   Then he turned off the lights and sneaked into the bed next to him. 

   Does the scene repeat for a while? And happiness and love were all-pervading 

masters in the life of the two; they had stayed like this, embraced, as if floating 

above all the vices and problems of the past as in the future, seeming to be 

eternal, as the Sphinx is everlasting. Always embraced, like a cloud of hope and 

love. And all the evils will turn into ashes, lost forever.


              ..................................................................................


  Zrrrrr - the sound of the alarm clock pulled the two of the sweetest sleep, 

  crowned with love, gentleness, and all that could be nicer between two

  young people of love that seemed infinite at that time .....


  - Oh, damn moment! The damn watch, you worried M.

  - Indeed,Andrei smiled intently, and began to get married.

  Cold tap water and perfumed soap to Andrei's treasured memories.

  Suddenly, he remembered what to do.

  He took his purse bag. He cutely kissed the dear M., saying tenderly:

  - Stay well, my dear. I will Always Love You!

  - Goodbye. And do not forget to call me when you get out of work!

   - Goodbye. And down the block, Andrei opened the door from the street. He 

   then walked with small steps to the company he was working with.



             ..............................................................................................


     Andrew began the work of the thought-office.



      He made so many mistakes, because his mind was focused in one way: well, 

     he did M. happy!

   He made so many mistakes, because his mind was focused in one way: well, 

   he did M. happy!

  "What's going to happen to her?"



 He remembered telling her to call her when she left. He noted this in a notebook 

he had on his desk, then continued, without any hesitation, even more 

consciously this time, the work he had to do.



At one point, the phone was ringing.


 - Hello.

 - Hello yes. Who do we have the honor of?

 - Hello. We ask you for the branch.

  - Hello. Mr. General Manager? I have the honor to greet you. I am listening to 

 you.

 - I have the pleasure to inform you, Mr. Toderan, that at eleven o'clock 

tomorrow we have a meeting at Baia-Mare. Please do not delay as you did in 

March.

- Thank you for the information. Of course I'm coming. Goodbye,said Andrei. 

 And he closed the phone.

 Thinking, thinking, what to do and how to trickle.

 He has not been to home since yesterday, and now he has to go to the meeting!

 - Get the hell that meeting with their whole stack, Andrei muttered curses.

 He then formed the number of the general manager of the company he was 

 working on.

 - Hello.

 - Hello. I`m Andrei Toderan. Mr. General Manager?

 - What do you want, Mr. Toderan?

 - Mr. General Manager, in the interest of the service, please excuse me that I 

  will not be able to attend the meeting.

  - Why? I just talked to your patron.

  - I just got a start order in Bucharest.

   - Who did you get it from?

  - From the University.

  - It does not bother me! Come tomorrow at the meeting, otherwise I'll fire 

    you! You understand?

   He had no time to answer, because the general manager had closed.

   Andrei walked up the aisle and knocked at his employer's door: Knock Knock 

   knock.

   - Come in!

   - Hello. Please allow me to ask you a question in the interests of the service, if 

   possible.

  - Say, Mr. Toderan. What's the situation?

   - I just called Mr. Chief Executive Officer and informed me that I had to go to 

  eleven at dawn tomorrow.

  - Well, and? What's up with that, you just have my permission to leave ?!

  - Right now it's time for me to sit down?

  - Well, yes. But not now, but tomorrow.

  - I want to go to Bucharest, I have some exams.

  - What, please?

  - I'd like to continue my studies, improve my knowledge of the subject.

  - I understand, but what profile?

  - It's not about a profile, sir.

  - Then why are you going to take exams?

  - To obtain the university degree.

  - Good. Go, and I'll call you after you get there.

   Andrei walked up the aisle, full of nerves and anger. He headed for the             
   window and wept, wept sobbing, not to hear colleagues.

  The patron quickly put his hand on the receiver and formed the number of the    
  general manager of the company.

 - Hello. 

- Please, with the General Manager, if you can. 

- Agree. But who are you?

- I'm the patron of the branch you have the honor to drive.

- What do you want, sir?

- I'd like, in the interests of the service, to talk to you here at the headquarters.

- I'm very sorry, I can not come. I'm called to the Prefecture. We have some 

 things to do for tomorrow's meeting.

- Then, only two words, please, about our employee Andrei Toderan. But 

what's going on? Ah, it was interrupted! It would be fuckin 'to make phone calls!

And, having nothing to do, he put the receiver back in. He then pressed the 

button on his desk, and called Andrei to present himself to the patron.


- Good afternoon, sir,Andrei said jovially. How can I help you, please?

 - You had to go to the meeting. Otherwise you dismiss the general manager.

- I'll go if I have to go. This is going to pass. Goodbye, patron.

 And he closed the door from the patron's office.

 He went into his office and looked at the clock on the wall. There were two 

 more hours until the job was over.

 Andrei was deeply mindful of what he had to do.

 Find no solution.

 Sleeping at the hotel? But now it's near night. As you know, to leave the 

 evening, there are not too many free rooms at the hotel.

 Call M, see if she can sleep at her?



 That would be a great idea. Only M.'s father could come back from Bucharest 

  right now. And he can not stand it!

 Sleeping at the station? It could be that. It would be that the Railway Agents 

would come, get it without a ticket, and take it out in the darkness of the night. 

You could also choose a good fine!

Besides, there is the danger of being robbed by various individuals, naked, 

stragglers who fill the stations.


What to do? He did not even think, no solution could be found.

He said, bitterly, though he had not yet completely lost his hope:

 - ,,But it would be good to try”. Said and done.

 - Hello. Who is?

 - I am, M.P. . Who's calling at this hour?

 - Well, my dear, I am, the dear of your soul.

 - Who?

 - You guess if I put you?

 - Maybe I could do that, but tell me who you are.

 - Are you really M.?

 - Sure, baby. Even me.

- Say really!

- Really.

- And I still can not believe you. Maybe I went crazy. The voice is your voice, 

and you have sworn, so I succumb, and I believe you. I'm Andrei. Your mother 

has returned from the hospital?

- Not yet. He still has a few days.

- But your father, from Bucharest?

- Dad came back, beat me, and he made me a terrible scandal because he went 

 to Bucharest for nothing.

 - Really? Is that why he beat you? Or for something else?

 - For that, not for anything else. Yeah, where he did not find out! To find out, it 

   beat me to break me all!

 - Do not let God beat you so terribly.

  You, by the way, how are you doing?

 - What have I done before, Andrei dear. And how I loved you so far, so I love 

you, and I will love you, even if there is a mountain between us! Nothing will 

separate us!

- Really. But with the 'what, you know, how do you stay?

- I think I will not get pregnant. And there will be something I will not hesitate to 

 tell you.

 - Good to do. Forgive me for being so short. Goodbye.

 - Bye-bye.

 Andrei put the receiver in his hand - but he thought to call the hotel.

 - Hello.

- Hello yes. Good evening. Andrei Toderan is bothering you. Please be nice to 

  me you can not give me a bed room for tonight?

 - Sorry, Mr. Toderan, all the rooms are occupied at this time. Try another day, 

 please.

 - Goodbye,said Andrei, and closed the conversation.

  "So the hotel thing got paid," thought Andrei.

  And at the train station, he could not afford to go. It was exposed to too high a 

 risk.

 He went back and ringing at the owner's door.

  - Get in.

 - To live, sir. I would have a request to you.

 - I am listening to you.

  - I would pray you very much to give me a room to sleep with you tonight, to 

  prepare to go to the meeting tomorrow.

 - I'm sorry to tell you, we do not have more rooms.

 - Thank you for the audience, sir. Goodbye.

 - I enjoyed. Goodbye.

 When Andrei returned to the office, he saw with satisfaction and joy on his face 

that the hours had ended, given that he had been allowed to leave two hours 

earlier.

 Andrei wrote on a piece of paper, "LEFT AT THE MEETING"; took his bag 

with bound the note, stuck the note on the door of his desk, took the key from 

his right pocket, a lock in the frog and twirled it twice. Then check the door, and 

notice that it closed.

Going down the stairs, get out of the company.

On the street, a lot of people. Some seemed to be in love, whether young or old.

They were going hand in hand.

 The sky was covered with a gray curtain of gray clouds. It's like getting ready 

 for rain.

 The sky was covered with a gray curtain of gray clouds. It's like getting ready 

 for rain.

 Where will you sleep at night? What he has to do, Andrei thoughts.

 He did not know either. Walk from hotel to hotel, from bar to bar, from one 

 restaurant to another, at the light of the car headlights, and the street light bulbs.

 It was a quiet evening. The lighthouse in the shop windows was she charmed 

 the passers-by.

 Andrei pulled out a Manchester cigarette from the pack, lit it with the cigarette 

 lighter, spreading smoke bubbles around it.

 What to do now? Where to sleep?

 Not at least the father of M. from Bucharest would have returned.

 But M. told her that her father had come back. If he caught him there, he 

 would give him a beating to mention him.

Why do not you fight for nothing?

She had an acquaintance in town, an elderly lady who stayed in the host when 

she was in high school. Unfortunately, that lady died a year after Andrei had 

given her a baccalaureate.

 In that house came the ladies' relatives, men with a heart of clothing, and they 

had taken all the poor woman, and went to them. The house was demolished, 

and the seat of a Wood Processing Plant had been installed in its place.

So he had no choice but to sleep on a bench in the park.

But there, at night, all kinds of people are walking; and if he finds him, he steals 

everything and can even kill him!


What to do? Night! And cold, freeze water!


The cigarette between his fingers was almost over. He threw it to the basket 

after it had first extinguished it. He continues his journey in search of a warm 

bed, like M..


Apparently he squeezed him out of luck and power, and the only force that 

prompted him was only the love for M. of his, the dream of his youthful ideals.


When it was almost to lose hope, finally there is a Roman Catholic Church open.

He put himself in a bench, prayed his prayers, leaned his head in his right hand, 

and soon fell asleep deeply, as he had not slept long ago. He dreamed that a 

beautiful golden apple shone out of M's body, shining like the sun, and smelled 

of rose. Taking seed from that apple, he sowed it in his home garden.

Immediately thereafter a tall apple rose to the stem and a round and beautiful 

crown.


They harvested apples and aubergine four full baskets. Andrew, on leaving, cuts 

an apple, plucks the seed and sows it.


After a while, however, he noticed that the seed of the golden apples did not 

produce anything but the seed of the apple that had come out of M's body 

gnawed.

Andrew felt as if the earth had shaken, and a strong voice behind him spoke to 

him:


 - Man, you are pagan, or why are you sleeping in the Church of God?

  Andrei opened his eyes, frightened. And what to see? He was the minister of 

  the   Church.

  - Sir, please beg your pardon. While I was praying, he caught my sleep.

   - You would not have prayed for yourself, that's why you got your sleep. But I 
  do not mind; that's what I had to say,said the minister.

 On the windows of the Church there were dawns.

 - Ah, what good I slept and what dreamy dream I dreamed, but it would 

 happen," said Andrei himself.

 He then prayed, not forgetting to ask for forgiveness from God for the deed, 

 and went out.

 The agitation and frenzy of the street made him somewhat unpleasant. 

 However,somewhere in it he enjoys the beginning of a new day. And this joy 

 freshenes his powers.

 He walked toward the bus station in a lively step to catch the five-half bus.

After twenty minutes of walking, here it is.

She stared at her watch; it was only five without five minutes. Buses have not 

 come yet.

Andrei sat on a bench and waited. As he had nothing to do, he took out a 

cigarette, lit it, and made a pleasant and unpleasant smell at the same time, worn 

by huge smoke roots spreading all over it.


The stars were shining in the clear sky, and one by one began to quench.

Buses had come in. Andrei's hour is coming.


So he put out the cigarette and tossed it to the basket. Then he went to look for 

 the bus.


So he put out the cigarette and tossed it to the basket. Then he went to look for 

 the bus.

 He noticed the buses stopped at the bus station and read carefully the 

destination of some of them, until he reached the one who went to B.M..

 Andrei got on the bus, paid the price of the trip with the money he had received 

 from his patron.

 The bus started. And after a few hours of walking, he finally reached B.M ..


     
   
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 The meeting had ended for some time, and the delegated officials in the entire 

 county were were preparing to leave, and those in the General Inspectorate 

 headquarters returned to their offices.


 Andrei also started to lower the stairs, with a silent, easy step, with the bag on   

 the arm. When suddenly, what to see? Even his patron climbed the stairs to the 

company's headquarters where the meeting had taken place.



- Hello, patron, welcome Andrei with a jovial smile, but still firm.

- Hello, Andrew. See, have you come?



- I came to your direction,said Andrei as they moved away from each other.


As the Inspectorate corridor was a public telephone, Andrei thought of calling 

M.He turned and approached his trembling hands because of his emotions, the 

phone, and formed the number from M. at work.


- Hello.



- Hello, who's there?


- I kindly ask you to introduce yourself first.


- Hello. My name is M.P., I am the secretary of Romconstruct, the S.M. 

subsidiary. Who do we have the honor?


- I'm Andrei, the one who never looks. How are you doing my dear?

- What to do? Pretty good, take this to work. But you?



- You look, too.


- Where are you from, my dear?



- From the Inspectorate. I was called urgently at the meeting.


 - When will you come over?

 - I'm gonna be 13 when I get the salary. I do not think you're upset, are you?

 - Why should I get upset, did not you just surprise me you were visiting me?

 - Not that, but, as they say, it's a bad day.

 - When I'm with you, no bad luck will ever distract me.

 - Why do not I take a brief assignment from my employer for illness, and go to 

  the world so I can enjoy your love?

 - It would be good; but parents?

 - Well, you say you're sent to the delegation.

- What if he knew?


- Find out, what ???

- To find out that we are gone "into the world".

- Where to find out, be careful. What I'm doing, you'll know more clearly after 

  you get a letter from me.

- Okay, I'll wait.

 - And I'm waiting for you. Goodbye.

  - Goodbye.

  Andrei put the phone's handset on the fork.

 He then went out of the Inspectorate headquarters, lowering the massive 

 concrete stairs at the entrance.

 In the street, the crowd of people stirred and hurried to catch every star of his 

 luck. Sometimes, groups of lovers walking at the step lightly and talking fiercely 

 about the connection of love that united them, and sometimes kissing in secret.

 In the street, the crowd of people stirred and hurried to catch every star of his 

 luck. Sometimes, groups of lovers walking at the step lightly and talking fiercely 


 about the connection of love that united them, and sometimes kissing in secret.

  There were so many cars running on the roads, and the streets were black of 

  the world, all going as if they were in the alert.

 Suddenly, what was given to see? On Victoria Street there was a soldier division 

  scouting under the flag of battle.

 In a while, the soldiers slowly moved away, and the military music sounded less 

 and less.

 Seeing that the soldiers' scroll had passed, Andrei continued his way along the  

 other side, his head in the clouds, his cheeks in the wind, his purse-to-bracket 

 bag, thinking of M. his love, his sweetheart, his breasts open some spring 

 flowers.

 She was longing for her. What a longing for her to caress little, to touch her 

 Aphrodite breasts, just as she alone can.

Still thinking he was so lost, he suddenly saw that he was in the center.


There, only a few young men emerged on the street, some in gowns, others in 

rocker-punk clothes. They came two or two, or a boy with a girl in the arm, or 

two girls talking passionately and laughing gleefully between them, or two girls 

and a boy coming from the high school benches.

There was only a few people in town. He had only come four times here.


She stared at her, noticed, at the group of ladies who walked in the street in front 

 of him.

 None of them had the charm of M., nor her aphrodisiac body, nor her breasts 

 with the smell of a rose petal.

 - Only she, it will be just mine,whispered Andrei walking around, looking for a 

  trolley to go to the bus station.


It had been two hours, long waiting hours for Andrei, but the trolley did not 

 come.

 "- What a deserted world!" He thought silently.


 Suddenly, she noticed a single girl walking toward the bus station.

 But no, it was not M ..



- Good afternoon.



- Good afternoon. Who am I with?


- My name is Andrei Toderan. I am a secretary to the construction and assembly 

 firm D. of S.M .. But you?

 - I'm Ana-Maria B., chief engineer at a S.M. textile company.

  - Miss Chief Engineer, if I'm not indiscreet, can you please let me ask you 

  where you are from?



 - From Ocna Sugatag.


 - Thank you very much for telling me. I am delighted at the same time as I 

  meet you here, not in the commune or elsewhere.

 - And I. I'm glad we're here.

 The two arrived at the bus station, settled on a bench in the silence of that quiet 

 afternoon Tuesday, and had something else to do, and the discussion began 

 again.

 - Miss, please tell me how much you have a monthly salary?

 - Here you go?? That's what I'm looking at. What are you so indiscreet?

 - I asked you that too. Because I wanted to know. Please beg your forgiveness 

  for indiscretion.

 - You're right. Why do not we give up the formalities and tell us by name?

 - Know that you have done well, Any dear. Obviously, the formalities are good, 

but that is how we got to know each other late. It is good, indeed, politeness, as 

well as good manners, that through this we become more civilized, more 

European. That we also came to Europe, no joke! But when I get to distract 

people who want to know, exaggerated use can become a sign of ... weakness, 

not to say more.



 -Indeed, well, dear Andrei. When there is a tendency to isolate, to put barriers 


between people, manners can turn into unnecessary prejudices that no one needs.

Andrew took Any on his arm and started looking for the S.M. bus.





It took some time to find him.

 Any and Andrew were on the bus, paying the price of the trip and occupying 

the two places they had found.

 - Where do you stay in Ocna, Any dear,asked Andrei curiously?



- In the center, in front of the Church, at fifteen.

- Thank you very much. But your parents?



- I just have my dad, an alcoholic of those, you know ... stupid. My mother died 


 in '89. He could not bear it!



- What a shame!


- Indeed, it's sad. But when the power of love works, all you have to do is wait, 

 and you're ready.

- All right, what? Life, success, happiness? Whose?

 - How's life, dear? What's that all about? But love has such a magical power. I 

 mean, all you have to do is wait and see your friends coming!

 - Do you have any friends, Any?

 - Of course. But what's going on? You do not know, even a friendship has 

 taken place between us. But what friendship, Lord.

 - I know, Any dear. How can I not know? But I asked you if you still have 


 other friends or friends, you know?


 - Of course. But we arrive in S.M .. I do not know how to do it, but I talked, 


and .....


 - Nothing. We can handle it.

- What are you doing in town?




 - I have some money to do to C.E.C,Andrei laughed laughingly.


 - Can I come with you?

- How not? Only if you want to.

- It would not be your father at home to catch you not to come back in time," 

 Andrei thought loudly at Any's ear!

 - Do not worry, it's not home! He told me he was in office until four after the 

meal.

 - I've got jobs here up to six.

 - What business do you have?

 Even at that moment the driver opened the doors of the bus.

 Andrei asks Any:  

 - Are we down here?
 - How you want.

 He helps Any to get up from his seat and get down, then he's waiting for his 

 turn.



- What are you doing today,said Andrei?

 - I'm getting ready to go to work tomorrow, then I have to wash, then my dad 

comes in, then ... then I do not know what I'm gonna do any more,said Any 

with hiccups.

 - Leave that, do not cry, try to calm Andrei. What do you mean you do not 

know?

- Then even so, Dad, I told you what passion he has.

 Then he went down the bus. Andrew descended first, then spread his hand to 

 Any, and descended. 

 For the first time she felt the warmth that emanated from her young body.





- You know, Any dear, how much would you like to be near me?




- And what, now you do not have me next to you?

- Sure; but now everybody goes on his way. Would not it be better?

- Well, now I understand what you mean. Well, learn that we can not discuss all 

 this here. Would not it be better to go to the restaurant?






- The restaurant is still not so good, that" bad mouths "are everywhere, like   

  spiders.

- Really. Okay, my dear.


Andrei took his hand in his hands, stepping beside her, his soul full of joy and 


 the pride of a new conquest.

Andrew took his hand in his hands, stepping beside her, his soul full of joy and 

the pride of a new conquest.

Going to his arm with Any, suddenly a thought flashes: "What do I do if he sees 

me M.”?

With his trembling trembling not to be discovered, he told Any:




- With all due respect, please excuse me, but I remembered that I have an 

important problem to solve, which, I am sorry, I can not take you with me. If 

you want, we'll meet up at the bus station, and I'll tell you what it's all about.

- Good. Then we speak as you please. Goodbye.





- Good,Andrei whispered to her.






Ah! If he had seen M.!

Of course, he would have spitted him in front like a bastard. And it deserves it!





But what comes of all this?




He just wanted to make happy a girl left as a wind-driven leaf.





Andrew took the direction to the left, then to the right, turned a little back, and 

walked in Andrew took the direction to the left, then to the right, turned a little 

back, and entered the street like a desert, where M..


Arriving in front of the building where she was living, Andrei took her micro-


computer out of her pants pocket, pressed the command button, and said:

- Computer, locates the people in this block on the D scale, apartment 16.

Immediately, on the screen of the micro-computer, it was clear to see the interior 

of the apartment where M's lived. Inside, no one.

- Computer, monitors all the rooms of apartment 16, with all their annexes!


The image on the screen changed, and the rooms and annexes of M.'s apartment 

stood one by one on the screen. Andrei was horrified in the living room, M. she 

was crying in laughter!



Stepping out of his thoughts, he closed his computer, put it back in his pocket, 

and walked into the staircase of the block.

Then they climbed the stairs one after the other, and finally reached the door of 

the apartment where M..

Ring the bell. No one answered. The wait he had to endure, filled his heart with 

bitterness, sorrow, and bitter sorrow.

Still, he did not think he would. Call again.

Nothing! The bitterness and grief of Andrew's heart were increasing. Feeling the 

despair of how it boils through the veins. It was like all his dreams, his hopes 

and aspirations had gone through charm.

His beloved, the bride of his soul, weeping in the living room and leaving him 

out? Does not even open to them?

There was an idea in his head: what would it be like to knock at the door. He 

may have chosen his heart to hear the ring because of his crying.

There was an idea in his head: what would it be like to knock at the door. He 

may have chosen his heart to hear the ring because of his crying.

He was beating harder, but not so loud to disturb his neighbors.


When I beat more vigorously and vigorously at the door of his chosen heart, 

what to see?



 Almost ignorant when M. finally opened the door and appeared in the doorway, 

her face squeezed and a tear of tears flowing from her eyes, unbelievably 

beautiful.

- Hello, dear. What are you doing?

- Good day, honey. What to do? I'm crying for your longing that I have not seen 

you long since you gave me, you know, that night, what a nice thing it was?

- Mommy's at the market, and Dad has not returned from work yet.





- All right, just wait 20 minutes.





She covered M, and entered her apartment.





He kissed her with a fire, caressing her Aphrodite breasts, sowing two fresh, 

freshly baked sauce, or two fairies of secret love between her and him.



You felt that wonderful power as his body crossed, vibrating.


She took M. in his men's arms and went with her on the bed in her room, 

then dropped her with a love she could not stop, over her, and again made her 


feel that magical warmth, what only love It still makes them feel.


She took M. in his men's arms and went with her on the bed in her room, then 

dropped her with a love she could not stop, over her, and again made her feel 

that magical warmth, what only love he still makes him feel, and he embraced 

her with kisses, while the whim who loved her body, he passed, and he was 

embracing her with kisses, while the fairy that loved her body passed wherever 

love blossoms blossom, and where the flow of love flows every turn of the Fans.

Andrei felt that from her clean and unspoiled bosom a magical power came out 

and sank into his heart; was the superhuman power that united them forever.


There was a door opening at the door: someone came from the house.


They were breaking out of the love of love, and M. went and closed the door of 

the room inside; drawn and curtains to the window.





Suddenly there was a strong man's cry:


All the rooms were crawling around one by one.





- Dad came, whispered M ..





Andrei pulled his micro-computer out of his pocket, pressed the button, and said:





- Computer, lock the computer monitor in the living room, and give me a sign 

when you're done.



There were glasses crashing, then there were corners of the corridor, and a key 

twisted into the door frog from her room.

Andrei ordered his micro-computer:


- Computer, lock the door!



"-Locked," was heard in the microphone's speaker.



 Then he put his micro-computer in his pocket while he told M .:



 - Do not be afraid, my dear. Love will overcome!

 - Well, you say, Andrei dear,she said, pulling her to her bed.

 She undressed her slowly. He stumbled when he saw his breasts. 


 Then he put his hand under his beloved, whispering,


 - Come on, let's not stop for nothing! I love you and I long for you!

She kissed her beneath her left breast, and then the love blew like a spit in her 

bosom, where she was once, but it came out because it was not the right time.

At that moment, M.'s father stepped out of the block of the block and went to 

look for who knew where.


But Andrew kissed them and softly stroked their blond breasts, full of pure love, 

like a moon of light, while the Purple Daffodil left him with lightning fast and, 

because they were in a vivid and pure love affair,she had entered again in her 

pure body, giving Andrei her whole love, clean, flawless. An unprepared love 

that offers everything without waiting for anything but happiness, more precious 

in its eyes than cold diamonds, and the realization of life's love.


They had remained in that love affair, and then dragged her down, and said:

 - You want to be mine? That I without you can not exist.

- Yes, I want to love you, I love you with sweet and pure love, only you.


  Why not be together together?



- That's easy to achieve. How much I want you to be pregnant and have 

children, to bring the love you wear to your breast.


- And I'd like that, to wear you to me for nine months, so I can show you my 

love.

 - Bear me, baby. Come on, I'll do one with you, and nothing in this world will separate us.

- Bear me, baby. Come on, I'll do one with you, and nothing in this world will 

separate us.


- Nothing and no one is already separating us! Do not you know you're at my 


breast? 

 She covered her with her coat, and he hugged her harder.

 She was deeper and deeper between her fairy breasts, which she no longer met 

 with another girl, but only with her, the one chosen by his soul.

 What beautiful breasts she has! Only she is, undoubtedly, the most beautiful 

 and wonderful woman on earth!

 A tie to him with his pants belt, saying:

 - Do not be afraid, my dear, I want to be bound to not be able to separate us!

 He then pulled the micro-computer out of his pocket and pressed the front 

 button.

 - Computer, beam us home to me, but wait to close you.

 The following words appeared on the screen:

 Do not shut down, I can not act, but leave me open. Are you ready? How many people are you?

 - Two people are. At home to let us, did we get it?

,,- Yes. Prepare yourself! 9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1 ".

  Andre put her lips on her lips and said:

  - Ready!

 At that moment, the two transformed into a ray of multiple light and 

 disappeared!

 Shortly thereafter, the ray of light in which the two had turned, appeared abov 

Andrei's bed, after which the two returned to human form, just as they had been 

in S.M.

Shortly thereafter, the ray of light in which the two had turned, appeared abov 

Andrei's bed, after which the two returned to human form, just as they had been 

in S.M.

His mother slept, tired of work over the day.

Andrei,seeing this,pulled out his computer again,pressed the start button,and he 

said with a loud voice:

 - Computer, hibernate the old lady for a week with the alpha program. When 

  you finish, signal me!

 From the computer monitor, a ray of lightning came out, and hibernate Andrei's 

 poor mother, still sleeping, unable to notice anything of what had happened.

 - Now our world is,Andrei said, embracing her.

 She kisses herself between her love-breeding breasts, gently poking her breasts, 

 while she sinks like this:

  - To be pregnant, to wear me in your bosom, just as only her mother wore me. 

 Would God be a child in your bosom, come out of me, and be thrown into you?
 Do you want God to grow your breasts in your breasts and grow up so you 

can not stand in your girlfriend's shirt and be full of my love to bruise you how 

are the flowers on the night of Sânziene, and be my fertile Sânziana, like a

blooming flower, and pregnant to stay, that you are my first love!


She had stayed so tied to her, and then she covered her with sweet kisses 

between her breasts.

Then she lay soft on her, embracing her with fire and passion, with love and 

longing.

And the Fairy Purple Daffodil has fulfilled their desire.






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