Sargel sighed lightly and returned to the university. Now he saw these semi-dark departments, bare bluish walls, scurrying students and teachers in a completely different way. There were always a lot of people around him, but now he had one significant difference from them: all these people became lower and weaker than him. That is why he crossed the threshold of the pulpit for the first time in many years boldly and proudly. “Lika!” Sargel howled in good spirits. He sat in a comforta- ble armchair and enjoyed watching the colour TV. “Lika, come here, ‘In the World of Animals” is starting.” “I know, I know, I’m coming!” She bathed the children, put on fresh linen for them and approached her husband. “It’s early, isn’t it? Wow, another fifteen minutes!” she remarked, looking at the wall clock. “No, they are behind.” “Perhaps, though maybe your watch is going a little fast Sar,” Malika jokingly said, not wanting to disturb Sargel’s mood. She warmly dressed the children after the bath, arranged them in armchairs in front of the TV, continuing to wipe the younger’s forelock with a dry towel. Sargel sat behind them, and as Malika bent down, the top button of her robe came undone, revealing her breasts. His body was hotly pierced by an electric current. In fact, he did not like it when a woman had such freedom in her clothes, he never got tired of criticising those who wore light, short dresses. When lying down in bed, he did not see the female body, he considered that looking at his naked other half was dirty. Now he accidentally stumbled upon his wife’s snow-white breasts, and it is not clear why he wanted to look again… And it was completely unbelievable – inside him slowly, carefully, but still, a warm, intense wave arose. Against his custom, he did not make comments to his wife. “What is it with me?” he thought. “No, it cannot be. A man at fifty is still strong. Maybe it’s because I didn’t really look at Malika like this before, or is it true that a man over fifty gains new strength?” The last thought calmed him and glad- dened him. He returned to his high spirits again. “Where is Bagila? Why is she not with us?” She’s probably reading. From morning to evening, she does not tear himself away from books,” said Malika.
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