Stories about a life

The cycle «Prose from a life» is not finished yet. For me, thanks God, for you. Continuation, as they say, follows. For now I suggest to read that is already written: read, learn in characters of, acquaintances, another's. Only, keep in mind: «all heroes grows out of art fiction. Any coincidence is casual». Pleasant peeping at a keyhole, the Lord!

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Mashenka hardly moved feet, making the way on razmokshej from a reagent to road. Boots, apparently, passed water, and stupnjam was madly wet, coldly and oppositely. The husband silently was dragged by a number. Moods to talk were not any: only one desire for two – that this infinite bustle in search of demountable apartment has ended. Then it will be possible to move down from a hostel and to begin a normal life. But time went, and the end-edge it was not visible. 

After long trample on court yard in search of the necessary house, they have come to be, at last, before panel devjatietazhkoj with shaky balconies and the concrete walls which have turned black from a moisture. The entrance door has not been locked.

- To us here. – Masha has sliped in an entrance, fondly hoping it to appear in heat faster. – well, you go? – She has angrily looked at the husband. — how much it is possible to hold a door?!

The husband has frowned. Mashenka has tracked its sight — the peeled off iron door, it is terrible zaljapannaja a dirt and covered with places sklizkimi stains of an unknown origin.

- I while will smoke. – he has murmured. – go itself look. – fastidious expression has tightly frozen to his face. – if it will be interesting – call on mobile, I will rise. 

Masha did not begin to speak anything. In a throat has strongly got stuck a clod — again all dirty job brought down on it. Being irritated and regretting herself, she has not noticed, how has got on the seventh floor and the door has rested a nose in a terrible kind. In the middle of the break wooden ugly creature the huge through hole gaped; once the leather substitute sheathing a door belongings hanged down now from under the rusted decorative nails.

Maria has touched a door a boot sock, and that was free dissolved, inviting to enter. To disappear there was no place, to be surprised there is no time – and Mashenka has sliped inside.

The apartment has appeared is empty. But in it obviously someone lived: in a hall in the disorder the footwear is scattered, on a hanger the female raincoat and a coat weigh. Masha has slowly bypassed all premises: in a bowl on kitchen the mountain of dirty ware laid, on a sofa in a room the clothes rolled. On all it was visible, that the mistress left for a minute – can be, dust to throw out or smoke. Maria has decided to wait it and to find out rent conditions. To sit down because of the disorder in a room there was no place, and it began to go there-here, looking in all corners. Inside the apartment was in quite decent condition, only is very started. The bathroom is finished by a light blue tile, on a floor – a large grey tile. Wall-paper on kitchen and in a room was too quite anything – without stains and a dirt. And on a floor laid absolutely new, but it is impossible dirty linoleum. Masha even was glad: only also it is necessary that to brush thoroughly all around, a door to change and wall-paper in a corridor to re-stick. It absolutely was has plunged into the thoughts, already hanging out imagined curtains and spreading carpets as at an entrance the terrible roar was distributed.

Edge of an eye she has seen, how in a vestibule the half-naked maiden has flown and has locked behind itself a door, looking around as mad. When that has run in in a room, to Maria became at all on itself: except the black polo-neck reaching only to a waist and filthy house slippers, on it there was nothing. Between feet the tousled shaggy triangle blackened.

The maiden was threw to a sofa and, having seized to the touch a dressing gown, is lightning its plot. Only now she has seen, that in apartment someone is.

- You of that? – She has roughly asked, sparkling on Masha mad eyes.

- I, it so, in general … – Masha could not formulate the unique offer in any way. She has at all forgotten, as it has appeared in apartment, what for has come and thus felt guilty as has rushed into another's life without demand.

At last on it has found inspiration, and she could say: «I under the announcement about seme apartments. We with Tamara Ivanovnoj agreed».

-And-a-a. – the maiden somehow in itself has calmed down and is unexpectedly graceful, even is a little haughty, has taken seat on a sofa. As if was going to to continue secular conversation. – then wait. Tamara Ivanovna will soon come.

- And you who? Rent here apartment? – Maria has definitively found speech gift. Now it seemed to it, that no empty apartment and the half-naked maiden with shaggy lobkom existed and in pomine. Simply it has come and has met this girl in a dressing gown.

- While I remove. But apparently, remains not for long.

- Clearly. – Mashenka has confusedly reddened. — and you could not to me the contract on apartment rent show?

- Yes for God's sake. vydvini – it has stuck that box with a finger into a case – there among papers.

Masha has opened a box and, having rummaged, has taken out the contract on two sheets. And the word the CONTRACT has been printed almost on half-pages, and the text has appeared such small, that words could be disassembled. Maria has approached to a window that was more light, and has begun to assort the text practically under letters.    

Suddenly because of an entrance door improbable noise was again distributed and loud, absolutely drunk man's voices were heard. The maiden has turned pale and has rushed to a door. It has rested both hands against any curbstone and began to move it so that to prop up a door.

What you look, the idiot?! – it has shouted on Mashku – help!

Masha, it is perfect nothing understanding as the zombie, too has rested against a curbstone hands. Through a hole at doors she saw fragments of someone's feet dressed in greased, canvas trousers impregnated with a dirt. Has begun to smell then and urine. Suddenly in an aperture there was an eye with a part the physiognomy which has grown with tousled hair. And then – a hand which has started to rummage around. The hand was put out almost to a shoulder and, having shown inhuman dexterity, has seized the maiden for a dressing gown. It has begun to squeal. The dirty paw has not paid to it the slightest attention: it has started to crumple purposefully a dressing gown fabric, drawing squealing and vomiting improbable abusive words extraction to a door. That tried to move back, but it badly was possible to it. At last, the hand has reached the bared flesh and, under enthusiastic exclamation of the owner, has seized it by a naked stomach, having collected it in terrifying a kind a huge fold. The mistress of a stomach has begun to yell from a pain. Because of a door the laughter was heard. Masha, shaking with fear, has very much pulled hard on a bedside table and a sharp push has moved up it to a door. The hand has thought, in the meantime, what part of a body is in its vice, and has tried to get over more low. But extraction has sharply recoiled back and was pulled out. The hand continued to rummage in a hole. Exclamations behind a door became malicious and offended. A second later the door has started to be shaken from powerful blows.   

Masha has run in a room and has opened a window. She thought to shout to the husband that he ran behind militia. But windows left on any wood (whence it undertook?), and the husband remained in a court yard. Mashenka has seized phone and, being confused in buttons, has dialled its number. The voice of the iron woman has answered instead of the spouse, obligingly having informed, that «the subscriber temporarily is not accessible or is out of a network operative range». 

It became terrible. Thoughts skipped as madwomen. Masha has again seized phone and has typed «02». The maiden sat on a floor and obrechenno looked in one point.

- That you there do? – It is angry she has asked.

- In militia I call.

In the answer it has burst awful, chilling I smother, laughter.

That, has not understood, the silly woman? It is useless. They will not arrive here. These goats again will break out a door and us with you ottrahajut.

What?! – Mashenka already simply shivered a small shiver. – yes never in a life!!!

The roar in a hall became intolerable. A door broke on chips. At last, long hooters in a tube were replaced by a man's voice: «Branch. The person on duty». Masha was delighted to this voice so, that could sob only in the answer.

The-girl? What at you there has befallen? – The voice of the militiaman was polite and pleasant.

-Zdes, here – Masha has managed, at last, to start talking – try to break out a door in apartment. Vagabonds. Their three. Please, come more likely. They will already rush, and I do not know, I do not know …

-Is good, well. I will send the dress. The address name, please.

What? The address? – Masha has suddenly understood, that the address cannot name is …, it …, well know, about department store as it, here still …

As strained, she could not recollect anything. Devil's searches of habitation – everything, that she has had time to look, has at once mixed up in a head and began to emerge in a brain numbers of houses not concerning absolutely not to business, apartments, names of streets.

The-girl, so what address? – The militiaman has started to lose patience. – you that, do not know, where are?

I-know-know. – Masha above all was afraid, that it will hang up now a tube. – second. Here.

It has seized shivering hands the contract and thumbed through, turned the become empty pages. She searched, searched as afflicted and could not find words. Time went.

The-girl, excuse, — in a voice of the militiaman on other end of a wire the wide smile was obviously heard. – I Am afraid, I cannot help you.

In a tube short hooters were distributed. Masha has slipped on a floor and has started howling for fear. Three muzhiks have rushed into apartment. The girl has doused a wave of a disgusting stench. Vagabonds were dirty, dead drunk, with the warped physiognomies and zadubevshej from pomojnoj lives vegetation on the person. Masha has on all fours crept away for a sofa whereas the maiden sitting on a floor, they have there and then tumbled down and began to touch dirty hands, to squeeze; to suck round sickening mouths. That screwed up the face from disgust, but was not pulled out. Probably, it has been learnt already by bitter experience. Mashenka has started to think feverishly, that, probably, it will be possible to slip silently and imperceptibly to a door. To run away. To find the husband. And to result in apartment militia.

- Yes that all on me?! – the maiden has suddenly shouted, stuffing muzhiks elbows. – one more behind a sofa sits.

Vagabonds have stupidly exchanged glances and have translated glass, as at nezhiti, sights for a sofa. One behind another they have crept up to Maria who was shutting the face with the hands for horror and a terrible smell.

- Do not dare! Do not dare! – she squealed. – I militia to a call.

Muzhiks stupidly were silent in the answer, but crept up all more close. Masha has not seen – has felt a picture: before hungry rack of vagrant dogs have thrown still a warm piece of meat from which steam proceeds. And now this flight which has been made dizzy by stupefying aroma of food, simply not to stop.

- Want, I to you of vodka the purchase? – She cried out, that is forces. – that want the purchase, allow to me to leave from here only. I not and. I have casually come.

Three physiognomies have already practically hung over her face. It was to spit «and – not and». If only to extinguish about it the inhuman lust.

Do not touch! I will not admit, it is better to die! – Mashenka choked in own shout.

In the answer vagabonds have carnivorously and amicably begun to neigh. Masha has grown cold. She suddenly has absolutely distinctly understood, that if it is necessary, they will easy kill her, and then with pleasure will make the business – all three, by turns …

* * *

Mashenka has woken up in own bed, eyelids it is intolerable burnt from hot tears. Silently sobbing, has opened eyes. And not at once she has understood, that in safety, that any inexplicably it managed to run away. Perhaps all the same the husband has rushed into apartment and has rescued it, and, can, the neighbours who have heard noise, have called militia?

But around all was as always – any traces of terrible these events, the spouse serenely sleeps nearby. Only the second, thought that all it has simply dreamt it was overdue. But how so? After all such clear were both smells, and loathing, and fear. Real sounds and voices seemed such. She long could not calm down and besides will moistened a pillow with hot tears. In a head pictures from a dream – the mad maiden, the smelly muzhiks, the broken door in apartment were carried by. Kind half an hour Mashenka turned with a side sideways and was afraid, that awful this dream again will seize it in the vice, will drag off in a chasm on inaccessible depth. And then those three, from a dream, will complete the begun. It simply stirred up from loathing. Overcoming a headache, it has sat down on a bed. Has frowned – all body lomilo as from a flu, it was pulled by o'clock. There were nine mornings, and behind a window the darkness was still condensed. The sky cloudy, continuous clouds also falls any opposite damp snow. At first she for a second was frightened, that has overslept, and has then recollected – Saturday. On Saturdays at it employment are not present, fortunately. But there were important issues any very which the consciousness refused to give out.

Mashenka has risen and it was unwillingly pulled behind clothes. As always, at night in a hostel it became cold and it is damp, that is why also the sweater and even Jeans became any is opposite-wet. For what it would not be desirable them to put on – it was necessary to force itself. My God, as this has bothered it klopovnik: a tiny room, the eternal cold, one kitchen on a half-floor, a toilet and a shower in the end of a corridor. And on a court yard seven years as the twenty first century. But the most awful – it was simply impossible to live here with the child though also a room to it at university have allocated only because it is pregnant. Other young assistants, without the experience, without a rank, and on it could not count. Mashenka has sighed hard, with loathing has pulled damp cold clothes and, taking about in writing-dining table tooth-brush and a tube with paste, has gone to a lavatory in the end of a corridor.

Gradually dreadful dream has started to be forgotten. Though there was a general sensation of that, how much it is defenceless and helpless in this huge world. Everyone could offend her. And if it not in a condition to protect from offenders herself, what to speak about its future child? Who and how can protect it? She tried to calm, persuade herself. Intentionally inspired itself thought that this awful dream – result of that, how much it has reconsidered lately apartments. Probably, process of search already became for it any punishment, a nightmare which had no, it seemed now, neither the end, nor the beginning. Here already half a year.

While it washed, thoughts have started to come to a relative order. In a head gradually there were plans per day. Certainly, today they with the husband, as always, will go to parents. Only hardly it will come to an end good – as always quarrel will reach. Zamuchaet after all mother the cavils: what they confused, soon the child will be born, and till now even money to earn have not learnt — work at necessary jobs any to nobody. And the rights it, like as was, and, on the other hand, became insulting Mashenke to tears. It after all not the idler – at university of one and a half rate drags, teaches since morning till the night. And students like it, and methodical it is a lot of workings out, and works with soul. Only who is guilty, that anybody is not ready to pay today for Russian – all only foreign submit. Tanka from English chair conducts at university of all of the half-rate, and on repetitorstvah has ten salaries. Mashenka too with pleasure would earn money liked business, but at it only two pupils – and that by miracle – and at Tatyana twenty. Masha has again heaved a deep sigh – yes, it only abroad teachers can work to themselves easy at university and to receive so many that to worry about what it is not necessary. And here – turn, as you know. At any courier or the secretary in a private concern the salary is more.

Mashenka time and again already thought of leaving university, but did not dare in any way. And not because was afraid not to consult somewhere on a new place, no. Simply did not wish to lose liked job, and to find that which becomes hated. Suffer then from it all life. Though last time such thoughts even more often seemed it selfish – not about themselves and own interests to think it is necessary, and about the child. On apartment it is necessary to earn – with mum in its one-room five-storey apartment block to live it is impossible, in a hostel with the child – especially. And now even the most usual one-room on suburb costs about four million roubles. If to remain at university and to live for the salary of the husband – beginning editor in the small newspaper, and the Car completely to postpone – it is necessary fifty years that such sum has accumulated.

Masha has splashed in the person of cold water – it was necessary to banish urgently from a head all these thoughts which went there as heavy structures on rails day by day, from an hour per hour. It is intolerable. Therefore they also have solved with the husband while something to remove, give birth to the child, and further already to think, how to be. Perhaps at last, programs of support of young families everyone there will cease to be an empty fairy tale for the night from screens of TVs, and will find real forms. Though here in it it was believed hardly. The newest history of the Russian State persistently inspired one: to hope it is necessary only on itself. Any blessings are given to nobody on that simple basis, that you are a citizen of the country. That itself you will earn — with that and you will live. And that provided that does not happen the next crisis.

Have again rolled opposite sensations of defencelessness and the feebleness, aggravated to a limit a today's dream. And whence these vile images of vagabonds which were ready to use severely, ruthlessly it in the purposes irrespective of, there will be it as a result of live only undertook or will die. Mashenka has frowned from a cold and again rolled disgusting fear.

As all is disgusting. Even the problem with semom did not dare in any way. In Moscow leased apartments, certainly, sufficed, only here the price in most cases appeared to a young family of the teacher and the editor not on a teeth. And if something came across comprehensible it was necessary to rush there like mad: how much time they, having arrived, learnt, that «the apartment here is handed just over».

Mashenka has returned to the room, has looked with envy at serenely sleeping husband – scribbled something till the half-night, creative nature, now here sleeps indifferently. Has glanced in the newcomer presented by new year by students the daily log, and has recollected at last what affairs for today were still. Again, as always, it was necessary to look some apartments. The first – in eleven mornings, for five hundred dollars – it is expensive, but other prices already are not present for a long time, and here the second – in twelve, offered all for three hundred. Mashenka has recollected, how was delighted, when has found out on a newspaper site «From hands in hands» this variant. And the most important thing – phone has been specified a straight line: not the realtor, and the mistress. That is, it will not be necessary more to pay three hundred to agency for services.

Mashenka has once again looked at record in the daily log – the mistress called Tamara Ivanovna. Also began to awake the husband. 

In one and a half hour they upset with discrepancy of the price and quality of just seen variant, left the underground to look one more apartment upon which rested now all hopes. From the underground it was not too close – some bus stops. But on transport have decided not to go to estimate distance which needs to be done on foot. The feeling of feebleness and a gloomy hopelessness Inside has strongly lodged. And Masha also suffered memoirs on the terrible dream, which all time obligingly palmed off on consciousness vile images – one more terribly another. To the husband she to tell became nothing: it, most likely, simply would laugh over it – impressionable nature. And can, would regret. Precisely it is not known, but to experiment it would not be desirable.

It already hardly moved feet, making the way on razmokshej from a reagent to road. Boots, apparently, passed water, and stupnjam was madly wet, coldly and oppositely. The husband silently was dragged by a number. Moods to talk were not any: only one desire for two – that this infinite bustle in search of demountable apartment has ended. Then it will be possible to give birth to the child with quiet heart and to begin a normal life.

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