…Mireasa, cu o privire t\u0103cut\u0103 dar hot\u0103r\u00e2t\u0103, a p\u0103\u0219it \u00een fa\u021ba altarului \u0219i a cerut un microfon. Preotul s-a oprit din rug\u0103ciune, iar muzica s-a oprit brusc. Se auzeau doar b\u0103t\u0103ile inimilor \u0219i fo\u0219netul u\u0219or al rochiei ei lungi.<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u201eAm s\u0103 spun ceva ce trebuie auzit de toat\u0103 lumea,\u201d a rostit ea cu o voce ferm\u0103. \u201eNunta aceasta nu este despre dragoste. Este despre un pariu.\u201d<\/p>\n
Un murmur s-a st\u00e2rnit \u00een sal\u0103. Mama mirelui s-a \u00eenecat cu un oftat. Tat\u0103l miresei, ro\u0219u la fa\u021b\u0103, a \u00eencercat s\u0103 se ridice, dar fata a ridicat palma.<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u201eDima a pus pariu cu prietenii lui c\u0103 m\u0103 poate face so\u021bia lui \u00eentr-o lun\u0103. C\u0103 o fat\u0103 simpl\u0103, crescut\u0103 de bunica la \u021bar\u0103, poate fi p\u0103c\u0103lit\u0103 cu flori, cadouri \u0219i vorbe dulci.\u201d<\/p>\n
Privirea ei s-a \u00eentors spre el. Dima era palid. Prietenii lui cobor\u00e2ser\u0103 privirea. Unul chiar \u00ee\u0219i fr\u00e2ngea m\u00e2inile.<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u201eMi-a fost ru\u0219ine. Dar apoi am \u00een\u021beles ceva… C\u0103 aceast\u0103 ru\u0219ine nu e a mea. Este a voastr\u0103.\u201d<\/p>\n
A desf\u0103cut un plic alb, pe care \u00eel ascunsese \u00een buchetul de mireas\u0103. L-a ridicat \u00een aer.<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u201eAici este \u00eenregistrarea conversa\u021biei dintre el \u0219i amicii lui, de la bar. Au r\u00e2s. Au glumit pe seama \u2018\u021b\u0103r\u0103ncu\u021bei cu ochi verzi\u2019. Eu.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mul\u021bimea a t\u0103cut. Se auzeau lacrimile unei m\u0103tu\u0219i din spate. Preotul \u00ee\u0219i f\u0103cea semnul crucii.<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u201eAm crescut cu munc\u0103. Cu sap\u0103 \u00een m\u00e2n\u0103 \u0219i cu p\u00e2ine pe vatr\u0103. Bunica m-a \u00eenv\u0103\u021bat s\u0103 nu m\u0103 v\u00e2nd pe vorbe \u0219i s\u0103 \u021bin capul sus, chiar \u0219i c\u00e2nd inima pl\u00e2nge. Azi, \u00een fa\u021ba lui Dumnezeu \u0219i a voastr\u0103, m\u0103 ridic. Nu ca o victim\u0103. Ci ca o femeie care \u0219tie ce valoreaz\u0103.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u0218i-a scos verigheta, a l\u0103sat-o pe altar \u0219i a p\u0103\u0219it \u00eenspre ie\u0219ire. Rochia \u00eei m\u0103tura podeaua, iar pa\u0219ii ei r\u0103sunau ca b\u0103t\u0103i de clopot.<\/p>\n
Oaspe\u021bii s-au ridicat \u00een picioare, instinctiv. Unii aplaudau. Al\u021bii pl\u00e2ngeau.<\/p>\n
Un b\u0103tr\u00e2n din spate, vecin de-al bunicii, a rostit cu glas tare:
\u2014 \u201eA\u0219a fat\u0103 rar mai g\u0103se\u0219ti. S\u0103 fie blestemat cel ce i-a batjocorit sufletul.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u00cen pragul u\u0219ii, ea s-a \u00eentors o clip\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u201eNu ur\u0103sc pe nimeni. Dar dac\u0103 totul a fost un joc… atunci eu am ales s\u0103 nu joc. Via\u021ba mea e mai mult dec\u00e2t o glum\u0103 proast\u0103.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u0218i a ie\u0219it. \u00cen lumina cald\u0103 a amiezii, \u021bin\u00e2nd capul sus. O t\u00e2n\u0103r\u0103 fat\u0103 de la \u021bar\u0103, dar cu inima unei regine.<\/p>\n
Dup\u0103 nunt\u0103, satul a vorbit luni \u00eentregi. Unii au spus c\u0103 s-au ru\u0219inat de Dima. Al\u021bii, c\u0103 fata ar merita o statuie \u00een centrul comunei.<\/p>\n
Dar bunica ei, care a privit totul cu ochii umezi din primul r\u00e2nd, a spus doar at\u00e2t:<\/p>\n
\u2014 \u201eMi-am crescut nepoata s\u0103 nu se team\u0103 de nimic. Nici m\u0103car de adev\u0103r.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u0218i adev\u0103rul a fost spus. \u00cen rochie de mireas\u0103. \u00cen ziua \u00een care trebuia s\u0103 fie iubit\u0103… dar a fost, \u00een schimb, eliberat\u0103.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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