Recently, Majid became too strong for painful thoughts. Old age is like an uninvited guest, persistently knocking on the iron gate. At his age, it was a shame not to see that life on this earth is temporary. Of course, he knew it, and it grieved him.
Had that with him, the old man had enough money stockpiled for a rainy day, and relatives to bury him, as it should be according to the custom. Five daughters, all married, live alone and all of them safely - with luck zyatyami Majeed, there is nothing to worry for their children. However, in the heart like a thorn sits, does not rest, day or night. For many years he lived with his wife Zeinab in peace and harmony, the envy of all ill-wishers, one hurt - God gave them a son. When Majid will not, who will carry his name - PAGs?
And - whether it is wrong! - He, too, grew up alone, without brothers. And all five of them children - girls. Which is why he fell into disgrace to God? Many times Majid mentally ask yourself this tough question. And how quickly time flies ...
What now, very late to regret what he did ... Too late, too late. Perhaps now, has grown up, he earns his bread, the one to whom ever is Majid turned his back - his only, his own son! Ah, if it were possible to turn back the clock! Even if he did come today to the village on the right bank of the Don, and would find his son - that he Majid PAGs can tell him. Embarrassing shut up, that's all. He's never his paternal pat on the head did not, did not say a good word, did not help anything in life ... And it could not allow Majid?...
Ever since childhood, he has become attached to equipment, especially for cars. He returned from the army Zeitoun, their neighbor, got a job, got the old "lawn". Majid constantly spinning nearby, helped a neighbor repairing his car to drive on a little country road. Especially luck to him during harvest silage. And Majid, and other neighborhood kids were going to assistants to drivers who only dreamed of one thing - that they will be allowed to steer yourself.
Even then, Majid decided to become a driver, and it became, and has worked in this profession until retirement without any accidents. Too bad the closest friend left this world too early: a poor Beqan was the first counselor Majid. It would be prompted out now, would help to deal with contradictory thoughts plaguing him lately. Beqan not refuse to go with him to the places where they worked together in their youth, were cleaning a large bread.
It was in Sal'sk steppes, where friends were sent to the busy season harvest, it was precisely the place where during the Second World heroically fought the sons of Kabardino-Balkaria, sharing the tragic fate of the 115th Cavalry Division. There were still alive witnesses of past battles, and largely thanks to the local people are very warm to the guys in Nalchik, seconded by harvesting.
That's when it all started. Majid came once with the grain on the current, famously taxied out to the scales ... here and noticed the girl who led are any records. One look was enough to see it all the charm of southern beauty, in fact - whether the meeting house, Majid and have no doubts that the Circassian girl in front of him. Black eyes and hair, white skin, white as the eternal snows of Mount Elbrus. He also drew attention to the way she behaved with the dignity kept - did not shoot the eyes on the sides, not smiling all in a row, and said calmly, without raising his voice. "O Allah - thought Majid - a real kabarda bride!"
From that day, he tried to call here more often, just to see Valya, and if you're lucky - a woman exchange a word or two to say something nice. No matter how trying the other guys, but for all the trips, either in jest or in earnest, none of them was able to persuade her to take a ride in the cab next to the driver. Even if she was late or had to go to the reconciliation of the elevator, or something, or she was waiting for Majid ...
The case went to the fall, harvesting is over, Majid and his friends were going home to Nalchik. Majid's parents at the time, reasoning that his son is quite independent, has a good job, and age came up - thinking about his marriage, that it's time to nurse and grandchildren. But for Majid this turn was a surprise, because before leaving, saying goodbye to the Valley, he vowed that no later than a month to come and take her to his home.
"Our son is now on a business trip - for the harvest in the Rostov region, as will come zhenim your daughter" - notified parents in advance Zeinab. Would his brother Majid could have poupryamitsya, but he was the only son, and the mother with the father in him doting mothers, and they are in the house needed a helper, and a lot more reasons why he decided not to say " no."
Then he had to confess all Bekanu, talk about their relationship with the Valley. "Here you have to decide yourself, - said the friend. - If you can not leave their parents, and write about all of Valais. It's best if your girlfriend finds out the truth, however painful it may be. Why keep waiting in vain to hope, to suffer..."
Majid's father was a deeply religious man, spent much time in prayer, he could often be seen with the Koran in their hands. He would have had a stroke, he learns that his son is going to connect his life with inoverkoy. Of course, Majid suggested dissatisfaction of parents and some-what kept going to have a relationship with your good continuation. If not this haste of his marriage, he would bring Bring down here in the city temporarily withdrew to the apartment, and then - slowly, by little and open your heart family secrets. Now there was no choice, and time to think, too - to make a decision!
It was hard to write this letter, but not write - even worse. "... So how to you, I had never in my life been in love, believe me, Val. But, you know, when I returned home from a business trip, there was a so-and-so."
Majid knew all that he writes - twaddle, "megillah", but the situation is very serious. Bringing expecting a child, girl or boy, this is not the main thing. The main thing that Majid was the first man in her life, and he is the father of her unborn child. His letter - it's an evasion, pitiful evasions, attempts to narrow eyes not to see the unpleasant consequences, the cause of which he was. Majid with a heavy heart seems to be in what state will Valya, reading his letter. If she was a girl of easy virtue, everything would be much easier everything would be resolved by itself. Poor, because she fell in love with the soul Majid, was proud of his highland article. Comparing to the famous film actor, who played Gregory in the film "The Quiet Don". Well, he treated her!
After Majid, obeying the will of the parents, married Seifert nab, it is not something that a neighboring area, generally did not go on long trips. But all is not privyazhesh. Friends Majid and then there were in those places, on the banks of the Don wide. They came, it happened, it is advantageous to buy a fowl farm. It was they who told us that they had seen Valya, and not just one but a little boy - a copy of the PAGs Majid. Young mother added as friends, hail son named "Gregory". Majid knew that she called him so, in memory of him coaching "artist." Now here every day more painful in his heart. All sorts of thoughts crawl into his graying head. And to think that, if the decision is still there. Abandoning his only son, who would become his heir. Do not reach out to him now, and how it's even possible? It is late. We see it on Majeed, and over the famous, esteemed in Kabarda race PAGs. In their family has never been such that walketh laws of honor, duty to his native land. Will, of course, the man in whose veins the blood will flow good Kabardinian kind, but that is little consolation for Majid. When such thoughts came to mind, he was ready to gnaw their teeth moist earth. Don, Don quiet as you near and far as you are for him. With retirement approaching old age and Majid became even more like his father, not only in appearance but also in the habits and actions. As before his father, he does not miss a single day prayer. All the while repeating verses and walks with a rosary, whispering something to himself. Sitting on the mat, ending prayer and her face turned towards the Kaaba, he never forgets to ask God for the health and long life for his only son Gregory. Without the will of Allah even human hair with no upadana. And if beguiled Ibilis Majid in his youth, did after he realized God did not hear? And who will tell about all this?