he completely shocked Malika by holding out flowers to her, bowing gallantly at the same time. “Today is our wedding day, remember?” He said, pulling off his sweaty hat. “Ooh! Thank you!” Malika was sincerely amazed at her husband’s act, but immediately forgot about him, admiring the flowers. “Sar, you don’t know the difference between a broom and a bouquet. How did you manage to choose such a beauty?!” “Men are an inexhaustible treasure! We have many advantages; you just need to be able to see them!” Sargel bared his teeth in a smile. “We will celebrate this event at home, we will not go anywhere. The birthday of the hearth should be celebrated at the very hearth.” Malika completely forgot what day it is today. And when Sargel handed her the flowers, she felt a ringing emptiness in her heart, there was neither joy nor excitement. And never will a living feeling, a marital passion appear in her heart, except sometimes a tear of despair will drip… Actually, she knew this very well before. But now Malika nevertheless pretended to be a devoted, loving woman, hugging her husband around his thin wrinkled neck. And she suddenly felt a little better. After talking with Bagila, the house needed at least some kind of, even if false, joy, and it arose through this. An hour later everyone was at the table. Mancia and the children, who usually stayed in the kitchen at the time of feasts, were now in the room. Mancia, having settled herself comfortably, immediately buried herself in a book, so that they would quickly forget about her. Sargel decided to put the table in perfect order. “Mancia, everything has its time, dear! We eat at the table, but do not read, just as they read at the desk, but do not eat.” “The one who can do pedagogy does it, the one who does not understand this science teaches others,” she blurted out, smiling sarcastically. Sargel’s eyes popped out of their sockets for a sec- ond and returned to their proper place. Glancing over everyone with the eyes of the head of the dinner table, he turned his gaze personally to Mancia. “This, too, is the result of over reading,” he said, conciliatorily clear. Sargel didn’t seem to want to part with his benevolent mood today. “If the acquired knowledge is not directed to the benefit of the
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