Aerul s-a umplut de o t\u0103cere grea, de parc\u0103 timpul s-ar fi oprit \u00een loc. Eu \u00eei priveam, incapabil\u0103 s\u0103 scot un cuv\u00e2nt.<\/p>\n
Mama \u00eel \u021binea de bra\u021be, tremur\u00e2nd, ca \u0219i cum ar fi vrut s\u0103 se asigure c\u0103 nu viseaz\u0103. Nelu, cu ochii umezi, a atins u\u0219or obrazul ei \u0219i a murmurat:
\u2014 Nu pot s\u0103 cred… Maria, tu tr\u0103ie\u0219ti aici…<\/p>\n
Mama s-a a\u0219ezat \u00eencet pe scaunul din curte, cu respira\u021bia t\u0103iat\u0103. M-am apropiat \u0219i am \u00eentrebat, cu voce joas\u0103:
\u2014 Mam\u0103… ce se \u00eent\u00e2mpl\u0103?<\/p>\n
Ea s-a uitat la mine cu ochii plini de lacrimi, apoi la el, \u0219i a rostit abia auzit:
\u2014 Irina… omul \u0103sta… e fratele tatei.<\/p>\n
Am sim\u021bit cum \u00eemi fuge p\u0103m\u00e2ntul de sub picioare.
\u2014 Ce?!…<\/p>\n
Mama a oftat ad\u00e2nc, iar Nelu \u0219i-a trecut m\u00e2na prin p\u0103r, ca \u0219i cum ar fi vrut s\u0103 g\u0103seasc\u0103 curajul s\u0103 vorbeasc\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Da, Irina, eu sunt fratele lui Andrei, tat\u0103l t\u0103u. Dar am disp\u0103rut de mult… toat\u0103 lumea m-a crezut mort.<\/p>\n
M-am pr\u0103bu\u0219it pe banc\u0103, cu inima bubuindu-mi \u00een piept. Mama \u00ee\u0219i \u0219tergea lacrimile, iar vocea ei tremura de emo\u021bie.
\u2014 Cu dou\u0103zeci de ani \u00een urm\u0103, a avut loc acel accident \u00een min\u0103. Ne-au spus c\u0103 nimeni nu a supravie\u021buit. Dar eu am sim\u021bit mereu c\u0103 nu e a\u0219a…<\/p>\n
Nelu a \u00eenchis ochii pentru o clip\u0103, ca \u0219i cum amintirile ar fi durut prea tare.
\u2014 Am fost prins sub d\u0103r\u00e2m\u0103turi. M-au scos dup\u0103 dou\u0103 zile, f\u0103r\u0103 acte, f\u0103r\u0103 nimic. M-au dus la un spital din alt jude\u021b, nu-mi aminteam cine sunt. Mi-a luat ani s\u0103-mi revin. C\u00e2nd m-am \u00eentors, casa voastr\u0103 era goal\u0103. Credeam c\u0103 v-a\u021bi mutat… sau c\u0103 nu m-a\u021bi mai vrut \u00een via\u021ba voastr\u0103.<\/p>\n
Mama l-a privit lung, cu lacrimile curg\u00e2nd necontenit.
\u2014 Te-am pl\u00e2ns at\u00e2\u021bia ani, Nelu… Dac\u0103 a\u0219 fi \u0219tiut c\u0103 tr\u0103ie\u0219ti…<\/p>\n
Eu am r\u0103mas t\u0103cut\u0103. \u00cen sufletul meu se amestecau ru\u0219inea, uimirea \u0219i durerea. Tot ce sim\u021bisem pentru el… tot ce tr\u0103isem… devenise deodat\u0103 imposibil.<\/p>\n
Am plecat \u00een camer\u0103, f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 mai spun nimic. Am pl\u00e2ns ore \u00eentregi, \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103 \u00een\u021beleg cum destinul a putut s\u0103-\u0219i bat\u0103 joc de noi \u00een halul \u0103sta.<\/p>\n
Dup\u0103 o vreme, mama a venit l\u00e2ng\u0103 mine.
\u2014 Irina, dragostea nu e vinovat\u0103. Nici tu, nici el n-a\u021bi \u0219tiut. Dumnezeu a vrut, poate, s\u0103 v\u0103 aduc\u0103 \u00eempreun\u0103, nu ca iubi\u021bi, ci ca s\u0103 v\u0103 reg\u0103si\u021bi ca familie.<\/p>\n
M-am uitat la ea, iar lacrimile mi s-au oprit. \u00centr-un fel, avea dreptate. Ceea ce p\u0103rea o poveste de dragoste interzis\u0103 devenise, de fapt, o leg\u0103tur\u0103 de s\u00e2nge pierdut\u0103 \u0219i reg\u0103sit\u0103.<\/p>\n
A doua zi diminea\u021b\u0103, am cobor\u00e2t \u00een curte. Nelu era acolo, st\u00e2nd pe banc\u0103, privind florile mamei. M-am apropiat \u0219i am spus \u00eencet:
\u2014 M\u0103 bucur c\u0103 tr\u0103ie\u0219ti, unchiule.<\/p>\n
El a ridicat privirea \u0219i a z\u00e2mbit amar, dar cu ochii calzi.
\u2014 \u0218i eu, Irina. Poate c\u0103 via\u021ba ne-a adus pe drumuri gre\u0219ite, dar m\u0103 bucur c\u0103 te-am cunoscut…<\/p>\n
Mama s-a al\u0103turat nou\u0103 \u0219i i-a adus o can\u0103 de cafea. Soarele r\u0103s\u0103rea peste acoperi\u0219ul casei, iar \u00een aer plutea o lini\u0219te aparte \u2014 una care vorbea despre iertare, despre dor \u0219i despre un nou \u00eenceput.<\/p>\n
De atunci, Nelu a r\u0103mas aproape de noi. A devenit sprijinul mamei \u0219i un fel de tat\u0103 pentru mine. Nu mai era vorba despre iubire romantic\u0103, ci despre o leg\u0103tur\u0103 profund\u0103, curat\u0103, pe care doar via\u021ba \u0219i suferin\u021ba o pot croi.<\/p>\n
\u0218i de fiecare dat\u0103 c\u00e2nd privesc florile de margarete din gr\u0103din\u0103, \u00eemi amintesc ziua aceea ciudat\u0103 \u2014 ziua \u00een care am crezut c\u0103 mi-am g\u0103sit dragostea, dar de fapt mi-am reg\u0103sit familia.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Aerul s-a umplut de o t\u0103cere grea, de parc\u0103 timpul s-ar fi oprit \u00een loc. Eu \u00eei priveam, incapabil\u0103 s\u0103 scot un cuv\u00e2nt. Mama \u00eel \u021binea de bra\u021be, tremur\u00e2nd, ca \u0219i cum ar fi vrut s\u0103 se asigure c\u0103 nu viseaz\u0103. Nelu, cu ochii umezi, a atins u\u0219or obrazul ei \u0219i a murmurat:\u2014 Nu pot […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":10529,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10527","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-povesti"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10527","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=10527"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10527\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10530,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10527\/revisions\/10530"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/10529"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=10527"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=10527"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=10527"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}