A little bit of it came to light. The fact is that she always behaved like a baby, who climbed out of his skin to justify the parents and denies in every way that it is Dad and Mom who pours tar in the honey of his life. All the injustices Masha always took for granted and retroactively justified the parents, in particular, the father. As for the mother, she, being by nature a woman of inflexible will, never hid her cold, almost indifferent attitude to her daughters ...
Poor, poor Edik Svetlov. That's what she'll say to him when he gets back to the hotel. However, he will never understand what a killer irony is in these words.
- Poor Edik!
His face was embarrassed. He was still holding the doorknob with his hand as if he were afraid to slip.
- And that doesn't even surprise you, dear, does it? - Masha continued gently.
He stared at her for a long time and quite senselessly, and then said:
- It's not my rules to be surprised at all.
He tried to express himself in an impressive tone.
- I must tell you," he began with a belated arrogance, "that refusing to follow his husband on his wedding voyage is the beginning of a moral fall...
In general, one way or another, Edik has finished with inspection of memorial sights in the city of Kyiv, and after a while, newlyweds arrived in Odesa and stopped at relatives of Edik on exemplary seaside villa where Masha for the first time began to realize the scope of family business of Svetlovs. However, this was not what struck Masha. Edik warned that he was going to do some business along the way, but as soon as they arrived, he went into business with his head.
At home in Moscow, my father never did any work. Even on the phone, he spoke little and reluctantly. Edik's relatives had it all differently. Here, commerce reigned inexorably. Some people came and went. Edik didn't take his radiotelephone from his ear. The information came in uninterruptedly. Edik's life rushed into his usual course of investment, exchange rates and export and import. Masha felt superfluous. Endless business breakfasts, meetings, and visits to partners. It was like when she once knelt to her daddy as a girl to watch the adults play preference.
The grown-ups laughed, laughed, got upset and argued to the point of rhythm, and she only watched their faces closely, trying to guess when to laugh or shout out loud, but everything that was happening was completely meaningless to her. Besides, the players were constantly smoking and overturning a cup of coffee or a glass of cognac...
Edik arrived in Odessa to see the right people, and more than transparently made it clear to Masha that during the day it was better for her to do something of her own.
During one of her aimless wanderings through the city, Masha wandered into an expensive French shop to look for some underwear. That's where she met Rita Makarova.
Rita was the exact opposite of Masha. In other words, she had everything that Masha didn't have: a chiseled figure, red hair, freckles, sparkling green eyes, and a gentle voice. However, despite her appearance, Rita was a persistent tin soldier and was not afraid of the line itself. She loved to quote Wreathka Erofeeva: "Since we were born, we need to live a little bit..." Rita buried her infant, who died either from pneumonia or from a hospital infection.
In other words, she had everything that Masha didn't have: a sharpened elegant figure, red hair, freckles, sparkling green eyes, and a gentle voice. However, despite her appearance, Rita was a persistent tin soldier and was not afraid of the line itself. She loved to quote Wreathka Erofeeva: "Since we were born, we need to live a little bit..." Rita buried her infant, who died either from pneumonia or from a hospital infection. While she was running around with her baby to the doctors, her husband said he was leaving for another woman he met in a restaurant.
But Rita accepted life as it was, namely, an endless lane of obstacles and misfortunes. However, she managed to make a career of one of the most successful editors on television. She was in business with her second husband, Ivan Burdenko, a well-deserved television official who was smart and heartfelt enough to realize that grief makes people look at the world with special eyes. He understood that she needed success more than anything else.
On the telecentre, they even fit into the same office. There were two signs on the door of the room with their names on them, between which a scathing hand of lipstick pierced the heart of an arrow. However, neither Rita nor Ivan even thought to wash it. Both thought that a man could survive anything unless he lost his sense of humor