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is that coming out? So, they can drink? Where did they learn? Somewhere else. Maybe they are smoking cigarettes there with might and main.” He looked searchingly at his wife, Mancia and Karatai’s daughter. Look, such calm faces! Just pure in- nocence! And if you offer them anything they will just stun another glass. Sargel spelled out his wife’s toast in his head. “She lies all over, mocks me, smiles with some kind of overtones…” An hour later, Sargel dismissed the feast. “Listen, Sar,” Malika said to him when he came into the kitchen to watch his wife wash the dishes and leaf through the newspaper. “I’m glad about your idea to celebrate your wedding day. Honestly! But admit it, besides this, you have some other news. Why are you so silent?” Sargel sedately put down the newspaper, chuckled, as if to say: “Oh, you are cunning!” “Yes, there is more!” he began, and all his doubts crushed his joy and complacency. Malika, ready to hear something unusual, froze with a wet plate in her hands. Sargel did not want to tell just like that, right away, he paused with pleasure, put on a face a dignified expression. Apparently deciding that the atmosphere already corresponded to the importance of the message, he stuck out his Adam’s apple. “The fact is that from tomorrow your husband is the head of the department!” He blurted out, breathless and waiting for the impression the news would make. “That’s how it is! Well, aren’t you a shuffler!” Malika put the plate in the sink and wiped her hands on her apron. “Should I hug you or will you do it yourself?” “Of course I’ll do it myself!” Sargel clasped his wife in his arms, pressed his lips to her cheek. “Sar, dear, let’s not disturb Karatai…” “How would I ‘disturb’ him? Is it bad news?!” “I’m not talking about that. I wanted to say, let’s not talk about Bagila with him,” Malika passionately kissed Sargel. “Well, think about it, it’s all nonsense. Why spoil the holiday in our house…” Sargel’s face, rosy from the kiss, faded again. “You always spoil the mood.” “Well, excuse me,” she again reached out to him with her lips, and then with her whole body. “We decided to go to the sea in the summer with Bagila. I think she’ll be able to clear her head there. Find us

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