Andrei nu s-a gr\u0103bit. \u0218i-a \u00eendreptat spatele, \u0219i-a trecut palma peste blugii simpli \u0219i a privit \u00eent\u00e2i spre mine. Doar o clip\u0103. Dar \u00een privirea aceea era tot ce tr\u0103isem \u00eempreun\u0103: nop\u021bi nedormite, teme f\u0103cute la masa din buc\u0103t\u0103rie, certuri m\u0103runte \u0219i \u00eemp\u0103c\u0103ri, r\u00e2sete \u0219i frici.<\/p>\n
Apoi s-a uitat spre judec\u0103tor.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Domnule judec\u0103tor\u2026 eu \u0219tiu cine sunt.<\/p>\n
Sala era at\u00e2t de lini\u0219tit\u0103 \u00eenc\u00e2t se auzea aerul condi\u021bionat.<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u0218tiu c\u0103 doamna de acolo m-a n\u0103scut. Nu neg asta. Dar mama mea e femeia care m-a ridicat de pe holul blocului c\u00e2nd nimeni nu m-a vrut.<\/p>\n
Cristina a clipit des. Avoca\u021bii ei au schimbat priviri.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Mama mea e cea care a stat cu mine c\u00e2nd aveam febr\u0103 \u0219i nu aveam bani dec\u00e2t de paracetamol. Cea care a muncit ture de noapte ca s\u0103-mi cumpere adida\u0219i noi, nu de firm\u0103, dar cura\u021bi. Cea care m-a certat c\u00e2nd am gre\u0219it \u0219i m-a \u021binut \u00een bra\u021be c\u00e2nd mi-a fost fric\u0103.<\/p>\n
Andrei a tras aer \u00een piept.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Doamna spune c\u0103 acum are bani. C\u0103 are vile, ma\u0219ini \u0219i un viitor \u201emai bun\u201d pentru mine. Dar eu nu vreau un viitor cump\u0103rat. Eu vreau via\u021ba mea.<\/p>\n
A \u00eentors capul spre Cristina.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Dac\u0103 m-ai fi vrut atunci, nu m-ai fi l\u0103sat pe gresia rece. Dac\u0103 m-ai fi iubit atunci, nu a\u0219 fi fost \u201eCopil Necunoscut\u201d \u00eentr-un dosar.<\/p>\n
Un murmur a str\u0103b\u0103tut sala.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Nu sunt un lucru pierdut pe care \u00eel recuperezi c\u00e2nd \u00ee\u021bi convine. Sunt un om.<\/p>\n
Judec\u0103torul \u0219i-a scos ochelarii. Avea ochii umezi.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Am 17 ani. Mai am pu\u021bin \u0219i sunt major. Dar dac\u0103 m\u0103 \u00eentreba\u021bi pe cine aleg\u2026 o aleg pe mama mea. Pe cea care a r\u0103mas.<\/p>\n
Apoi s-a a\u0219ezat.<\/p>\n
Nu am realizat imediat c\u0103 pl\u00e2ng. Lacrimile \u00eemi curgeau f\u0103r\u0103 oprire. Nu de fric\u0103. De m\u00e2ndrie.<\/p>\n
Judec\u0103torul a cerut o pauz\u0103 scurt\u0103. C\u00e2nd s-a \u00eentors, hot\u0103r\u00e2rea a fost clar\u0103. Custodia r\u0103m\u00e2nea la mine. Dorin\u021ba copilului, stabilitatea emo\u021bional\u0103, anii de cre\u0219tere \u2014 toate c\u00e2nt\u0103riser\u0103 mai mult dec\u00e2t conturile bancare.<\/p>\n
Cristina nu a spus nimic. A ie\u0219it din sal\u0103 cu spatele drept, dar cu umerii c\u0103zu\u021bi.<\/p>\n
Pe hol, Andrei m-a prins de m\u00e2n\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Mam\u0103, mergem acas\u0103?<\/p>\n
At\u00e2t. \u201eAcas\u0103\u201d.<\/p>\n
Acas\u0103 era apartamentul nostru mic. Cu mobil\u0103 veche. Cu miros de m\u00e2ncare g\u0103tit\u0103. Cu facturi, griji \u0219i r\u00e2sete.<\/p>\n
\u00cen seara aceea, am f\u0103cut cartofi pr\u0103ji\u021bi cu ou\u0103. Am m\u00e2ncat pe canapea, uit\u00e2ndu-ne la un film prost. La un moment dat, Andrei a zis:<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u0218tii\u2026 n-a\u0219 fi schimbat nimic.<\/p>\n
Nici eu.<\/p>\n
Pentru c\u0103 dragostea adev\u0103rat\u0103 nu se m\u0103soar\u0103 \u00een lei, nici \u00een vile. Se m\u0103soar\u0103 \u00een prezen\u021b\u0103. \u00cen r\u0103bdare. \u00cen faptul c\u0103 r\u0103m\u00e2i, chiar \u0219i atunci c\u00e2nd e greu.<\/p>\n
\u0218i eu am r\u0103mas.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Andrei nu s-a gr\u0103bit. \u0218i-a \u00eendreptat spatele, \u0219i-a trecut palma peste blugii simpli \u0219i a privit \u00eent\u00e2i spre mine. Doar o clip\u0103. Dar \u00een privirea aceea era tot ce tr\u0103isem \u00eempreun\u0103: nop\u021bi nedormite, teme f\u0103cute la masa din buc\u0103t\u0103rie, certuri m\u0103runte \u0219i \u00eemp\u0103c\u0103ri, r\u00e2sete \u0219i frici. Apoi s-a uitat spre judec\u0103tor. \u2014 Domnule judec\u0103tor\u2026 eu […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":15875,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-15874","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\/15874","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=15874"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15874\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":15876,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15874\/revisions\/15876"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/15875"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=15874"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=15874"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bumzi.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=15874"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}