Rolia Kama - Path to the Stars – 1. Night Visit

© Rolia Kama, 2020

ISBN 978-5-4498-6460-4 (т. 1)

ISBN 978-5-4498-6461-1

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My dear ones, my father and Sonya, I have finally found happiness after many years of misery, grief and tears. I married a foreigner, live with my children abroad, and have a large spacious house. My husband, like you, is very protective of me. I’m happy, really free at last. I came to what I wanted. Here, in a foreign country, I found what my small homeland in Russia took away from me. This country has given me success and prosperity.

My dears, it bothers me that you left this world with concern for me. So I decided to write a book for you about what has happened to me since my detention. I haven’t told you about my experiences, fears, or feelings. I would like to assuage your concerns about me.

My husband and I had a five-room spacious house. There are lots of flowers in the living room, and my office is filled with books, just like in my parents ' house. Recently purchased an interesting book “How to succeed”, which lies on the dresser next to the bed. I can’t read it in any way, I have no time, I am busy working, attending a seminar on tourism and creating a project.

My husband Sanya with discontent and love says to me:

– You know that today you missed fitness, I arrange for you to have a fitness center and a pool near your house, and you start skipping classes. You’ll soon be living at work.

I don’t say anything, but he keeps talking.

– I found you some good books about the nature of the Republic, and I signed you up for ballroom dancing. You’ve wanted this for a long time. Classes are held two days a week, Wednesday and Saturday.

I looked at him, frowning.

“I don’t know, but you can decide on the time, dear.

– Did you call the vet for dick?” How does he feel?

– Why do we need a veterinarian…

Sanya is in a dressing gown, still wet and shaved from the shower, and the smell of his Cologne comes to me, Oh, how delicious. Both dick and my husband sit next to each other and watch as I undress to go to the shower.

– … everything is fine with us, the vomiting has stopped. Did you call the kids?

“Yes, they’re all right.

Dick-breed dog, pitch black, big, beautiful. He is part of our family, and we adore him. I washed, smeared my body with delicious oil, a towel on my head, I do not like to blow-dry my hair, it spoils. She put on a gold lace negligee. I go into the bedroom; my husband is already waiting for me in bed. A sweet shiver runs through my body from the anticipation of the upcoming pleasures. I sat down in front of the mirror and started putting cream on my face and hands.

With Sania, we lived in a civil marriage for 10 years. For some reason, I could not divorce my legal spouse until my youngest daughter was of age. Sledge and I were very fond of each other and looked beautiful. Sanya is Russian, ten years older than me, tall, slender, light hair, blue eyes, straight nose. From his appearance, lifestyle, and mind, you can imagine an Imperial officer. He really was an officer, an engineer of military construction, graduated from the Suvorov school and military Academy. In Afghanistan, I was wounded in the leg, so I walked with a cane. The slender bamboo cane looked elegant in his hands.

I was always slim, with an Asian appearance. My raised chin, straight back, excellent figure, confident Asian eyes, proud and confident gait, pleasant smile have always attracted men.

The two of us sometimes liked to sit in a restaurant, once a neighboring table of men sent us champagne as a favor. But after one incident, when a drunken Tuvinian called me a Russian litter, we began to go on vacation to neighboring regions.

My Sonya was a pensioner; he stayed at home and did his homework. His mother lived in Vladivostok, came in the spring, worked in the garden, and left in the fall. In the yard, a worker managed the household, and his sister came to clean the house. My children studied in other cities. This is the quiet life we lived until tonight.

My father, Danil, was a very educated man, fluent in several Turkic languages, with a degree in Economics and animal husbandry, wrote poetry, was well versed in painting, music, literature, and had a first class in shooting. He taught me to shoot a rifle and ride a horse from the age of ten. All my creativity, self – confidence, straight posture-it’s all due to my father. He loved me very much, and was always with me in difficult moments. His younger sisters died of starvation and illness in their Teens. Maybe that’s why he gave me all his love. The father was of medium height, slender, with black wavy hair, with an open slit of eyes that changed color, they could be green or blue, and a beautiful straight nose. He was a great conversationalist, a chess player, and a charming person.

Dick’s been acting restless lately. He barked, turning his head toward the street, as if someone had driven up to the house. I looked at my watch, 9 o’clock at night, who could it be? We have almost no one, and no one called or warned about the arrival. I looked out of the living room window and saw a white car, and a man got out of it when he saw me at the window.

– I’ll go and look.”

– You put on your panties, it’s winter outside, and take dick with you.”

I put on a robe with a hood over my head, a fur coat, and put on my bare feet. Dick whined and tried to come out with me, but I left him at home. I went out of the gate and saw that the car was moved closer to the gate. The back doors of the car open and two men get out, grab me under the armpits and pull me into the car. I didn’t have time to see them, it was already dark outside. I was speechless with indignation and shock, and the car was already driving towards the village, that is, I was being taken out of the city.

“What is happening, where am I being taken, why?.. So, calm down, get a grip. There are two people sitting in front of me, and two people on either side of me. Criminals? No! They don’t dress like that. Police? But this is illegal! No! So it’s not the police. But who?”

– Where are you taking me?”

The passenger in front turns to me and says:

– Danilovna, you will learn everything in due time.

I couldn’t see the face in the dark, but the shape of the face was familiar, and the voice was familiar. While I was remembering where I met this man, the car drove up to the district police Department of the village. I am taken to the police building, one of the escorts says to the duty officer:

– You don’t have to file it yet.

The one who spoke to me stayed in the car. I recognized him, it was Denit, the investigator of internal Affairs. I once had a close relationship with him, but I chose Sanya.

In the walls of the law enforcement Agency, I finally came to my senses, I had confidence, and, accordingly, I became indignant.

– What do you think you’re doing, you’re violating my rights by taking me out of the house?” Where do you have an order to detain me, and why are you detaining me? Give me a phone number, call a lawyer, or go home…

There were three other employees in the office. They didn’t seem to hear me, but they asked me a question.

– Do you know anyone at the steam turbine Plant?”

– I don’t have any friends or relatives in this area. Please explain what is going on here?!

Steam turbine is an area of two-story dilapidated barracks in this village, where this district police Department, where I was located, was located.