Hearing this unexpected confession, Malika laughed in her silvery voice. “So you decided to scare me?” Bagila smiled. “Of course not…” “So, what’s the deal? What’s wrong with you?” “I… Lika, you won’t laugh, will you? “What am I, a fool, or something, to laugh at a serious matter? “Just a while ago, on TV, I saw him…” “On TV? Whom?” “That guy…” Malika puffed out her lips, looking dumbfoundedly at Bagila. “That guy? Who is he?” “I do not know…” “Well, Sur,” she drawled, spreading her arms. “Ei- ther you still haven’t come to your senses, or I’ve started to lose my mind! I can’t understand anything!” Bagila told her how it all happened… “Hmm… It looks like you’re in love with him,” Ma- lika concluded after a thoughtful pause. “Don’t worry, it happens. Especially at your age.” “I don’t think it depends on age. I don’t just like him…” “Oh, poor Sur!” Malika sighed jokingly. “It turns out that you, before you even reached us, fell in love with him… And I…” She laughed again. “I thought you had everything ahead of you. Yes, me too…” “How so? Have you lost everything?” “No, but – half of myself, because, having lived to this age, I loved several times, but not longer than a month and a half. Though, I didn’t come across mine when travelling… but you, you lost your cool the first time. Love can be compared to a disease. It also has ups and downs, and most importantly, it is curable and in- curable. Oh, my Sur, how happy this unforgettable per- son must be! If I were in his place… probably my heart would break. So, what are we going to do?” “I do not know…” “You know how to fall in love, but you don’t know what to do, right?!” Malika pinched her nose like a little girl, then, rising from the sofa, opened the door and called out, “Sar!” Bagila jumped in fright on the bed: “Lika, what are you doing? What do you want to talk about with him?” “Lie still, little doll,” Malika said, stopping her with a movement of her head. “Now we will check what Sar knows about literature. Sar!” Sargel was at that moment in the toilet. Apparently, having decided that something was wrong with Bagila, he fussed there, rattling his stand, and shouted in a hoarse voice:
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