Aliya Sadikova - Talisman or all come true. Mystical story

– Maybe my head will become clearer and I will remember everything … – Oksana accidentally said it aloud. Artyom looked attentively at his pensive wife and said: – Yeah, it looks like you and Alinka were carried away by shamanism yesterday! Maybe you need a pill? – Oksana was shocked. Yes, she seemed to be telling Artyom that she would go to the club with her friend in the evening, but to spend the night with him, there was no question of that … – No, thanks. Now I will drink coffee and it will become easier. – Oh, yes, how about without coffee? This is your cure for all diseases! – Artyom laughed. Oksana froze for a moment, seeing this familiar smile, the shine of blue eyes… Sometimes, when they were alone at work in a stuffy office, dreamed of a career, a big salary, about trips to distant countries, she forgot where she was. She imagined herself somewhere in another country, far from here. Far from people, from the hustle and bustle… And here he stands in front of her, does not reproach her for anything, as her husband Vadim often did in recent years. Oksana thought that the champagne she had drunk yesterday played a cruel joke on her. Has she really gone crazy and gone not home, but to Artyom? But why is she in a dressing gown then? It was there anything between it and Artyom – that she did not recall could, no matter how trying. After drinking coffee and a little snack, Oksana decided to start a conversation. – Artem, I probably drank too much with my friend yesterday and I do not remember how I ended up here… Oksana was embarrassed and blushed, but decided to continue, – forgive me, I’m so uncomfortable! It just so happened … – What are you, Oxy, well, you give?! You apologize for not remembering how you got there, are you? Uncomfortable for her! – Artem laughed, and Oksana went into the paint even more. – You blushed as if you cheated on your husband? Or did you not only drink there? – Artyom jokingly asked and made a funny and serious look. Oksana was at a dead end, did not know at all what to answer. “You’re scaring me, Oxy,” Artyom remarked with a smile. Okay, relax. Well, you do not remember how you came home, well, it’s okay! Why pretend like someone died. Drink tablet and go to sleep again. It will get easier. It happens to everyone, why so worry about that. Oksana could not understand why everything is so natural. “Probably just Artem doesn’t want to embarrass me. He’s my friend,“the girl thought and calmed down a bit. Artem handed Oksana pills for a headache and then the girl noticed a wedding ring on his finger. “He’s not married! “ Oksana was one hundred percent sure of this. What’s going on here?! What’s wrong with me?! Artem, excuse me for my behavior, I need to leave urgently. – Well, – said the young man in surprise. And where would you like to go today? Moreover, in such a state! – In what condition? Artyom, though, I’m fine, thanks for the coffee and breakfast. It seems to me that in the fresh air it will become much easier for me. – Are you okay? Yes of course! It just seems this way to you! – It was Artyom’s favorite joke.

– I really need to see Alina. She drank more of me yesterday. I want to know how she is. She has no one here to bring coffee to bed. She came without a husband, and her mother works today. Then Oksana came up with a wonderful idea that her friend would help her figure out what had happened … – clear. You girls, as always, first mock yourself for some reason, and then run to save each other. Why drink so much? Well, this, of course, is your own business; I just don’t want to see you in this state anymore. – Sorry … – You’ve already apologized a hundred times this morning. Okay, maybe you really should take a walk. Just look, be careful. Ice on the street. Will you call a taxi? – No, I’ll walk a little, it’s not far. – As you want. – Until. Thanks again for breakfast. “There’s nothing, and yet, it’s better for you not to drink like that,” Artem accompanied Oksana with a smile and anxious look. – Call me, as you hang out there, I’m worried. How are you going to get home? Call a taxi, okay? – Okay, I’ll call, don’t worry, everything is fine!

– She herself comes to me in the morning in this state, today she apologizes a hundred times, and then says don’t worry! Oksana, well, you are strange of course, however? What am I talking about? You are always like that! Come on, good luck saving your friend!

– And good luck to you, – smiled Oksana, put on her favorite down jacket, boots and heels that stood at the doorway and left Artyom’s apartment, in which she suddenly found herself.

Going out the door, Oksana saw a flyer. It was an advertisement for some theatrical performance called Amulet. Oksana in horror began to rummage in the pockets of her jacket and purse. “No! It can’t be! It’s him! It’s all because of him. Oksana repeated to herself. This fucking stone should be here! And why did I read this inscription! You fool! “There was no stone. And then the girl remembered that last night she did not put it in her purse, but left it in the chest of drawers when she went to bed with Vadim.

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