came around… Looking at the rapidly moving, cheerful wife (she was clinking glasses with the guests at that moment), Sargel felt with hopeless longing: his thoughts were again filled with the poison of distrust, giving rise to an unbearably painful state. It was at that moment that he clearly understood that he would never believe his wife, his soul would never be calm, and his love would be completely crushed by blind jealousy. Six years ago, he lost his wife, his first… No one else felt guilty of her death more than Sargel. Her heart was too weak for Sargel. If the wife went to the store on the way home for groceries and did not return at the time appointed by her husband, and if during the day the home phone was busy when he called from the office, Sargel would chew-out his wife and torture her with sarcastic questions: “Who kept you?”, “Who did you meet in the store?”, “Which donkey confessed their feelings to you on the phone?” This would happen several times, unable to bear the remarks, her heart seized, and she lost consciousness. Over time, his wife stopped going out to meetings with him, so that a quarrel would not break out in the house the next day. He didn’t get tired of making scandals. Even when they were sitting in front of the TV, he would suddenly start yelling: “Why are you staring at the announcer?” Their life ended with the fact that during another scandal, she fainted in the kitchen and the ambulance took his wife to the hospital. When the next day he came to visit her with the two children, it turned out that his wife was no longer alive. Her note was handed to him: “Take the children to my relatives. I’m leaving. If you’re so jealous, come to me…” Pain rang in his temples. Through this pain, he did not hear the children crying out loud and calling for their mother. The last words of his wife were long stored in his memory. One day he realised with horror that only by her death she was able to prove his guilt to him, that until now, without attaching importance to what jeal- ousy could lead to, he slowly tortured her and eventually killed her. He killed her… At first, he was tormented, even a certainty arose that he would
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