Ea se \u00eencrunt\u0103 imediat. Dmitri nu era genul s\u0103 invite f\u0103r\u0103 motiv la mas\u0103 \u00een ora\u0219. De obicei spunea c\u0103 \u201eacas\u0103 e mai ieftin \u0219i mai bun\u201d.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Cu ce ocazie? \u2014 \u00eentreb\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 F\u0103r\u0103 ocazie, \u2014 \u00een glasul lui era at\u00e2ta fals\u0103 uimire \u00eenc\u00e2t aproape \u00eel auzi cum \u00ee\u0219i d\u0103 ochii peste cap. \u2014 Pur \u0219i simplu vreau s\u0103 petrec o sear\u0103 cu so\u021bia mea.<\/p>\n
Sigur\u2026 doar a\u0219a, \u00ee\u0219i zise Olga, dar accept\u0103. Curiozitatea e periculoas\u0103: deseori e mai puternic\u0103 dec\u00e2t ra\u021biunea.<\/p>\n
Restaurantul era nou, cu l\u0103mpi moderne \u00een form\u0103 de borcane r\u0103sturnate \u0219i chelneri \u00een c\u0103m\u0103\u0219i f\u0103r\u0103 cravat\u0103, ceea ce, aparent, trebuia s\u0103 \u00eensemne \u201estil\u201d. Dmitri alese o mas\u0103 la geam, \u00eei trase politicos scaunul. Prea dr\u0103gu\u021b. Aproape siropos, observ\u0103 ea.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ei bine, comand\u0103m ceva bun? \u2014 z\u00e2mbi el, deschiz\u00e2nd meniul ca \u0219i cum urma s\u0103-i recite poezii.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Sigur, \u2014 r\u0103spunse scurt, r\u0103sfoind lista preparatelor.<\/p>\n
Chelnerul plec\u0103, iar adev\u0103rata \u201epies\u0103\u201d a serii \u00eencepu. Dmitri se aplec\u0103 peste mas\u0103:<\/p>\n
\u2014 Olia, m-am g\u00e2ndit\u2026 Nu mai suntem copii. Trebuie s\u0103 discut\u0103m serios.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Despre ce acum? \u2014 sorbi din paharul cu ap\u0103, de\u0219i \u0219tia c\u0103 avea s\u0103-i r\u0103m\u00e2n\u0103 nod \u00een g\u00e2t.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Despre noi. Despre viitor. \u2014 f\u0103cu o pauz\u0103 teatral\u0103. \u2014 Vreau s\u0103 avem un cont comun.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Iar\u0103\u0219i? \u2014 ridic\u0103 spr\u00e2ncenele. \u2014 Am mai vorbit.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Nu, atunci ai f\u0103cut glume, \u2014 str\u00e2nse pumnul pe mas\u0103. \u2014 Acum vorbesc serios. Avem nevoie de cont comun. Asta e normal \u00eentr-o familie.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Dmitri, normal \u00eentr-o familie e respectul. Nu controlul, \u2014 vocea ei era calm\u0103, dar privirea ascu\u021bit\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Olie, \u00eemi ascunzi bani! \u2014 aproape \u0219opti, de\u0219i mesele din jur erau pline. \u2014 Nu \u00een\u021beleg de ce. \u021ai-am cerut totul? Eu nu propun s\u0103-i cheltuim pe mine.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Pe ma\u0219in\u0103, pe mobil\u0103, pe \u201edezvoltarea familiei\u201d \u2014 spune asta cu voce tare, \u2014 z\u00e2mbi ea u\u0219or. \u2014 \u0218i nu te preface c\u0103 suma nu conteaz\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Bine, \u2014 \u00eenclin\u0103 el spre ea. \u2014 Conteaz\u0103. Pentru c\u0103 sunt banii no\u0219tri. \u00cei c\u00e2\u0219tig\u0103m \u00eempreun\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Gre\u0219e\u0219ti, \u2014 r\u0103spunse lini\u0219tit. \u2014 Eu \u00eei c\u00e2\u0219tig.<\/p>\n
El se l\u0103s\u0103 brusc pe sp\u0103tar, ca lovit.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Deci eu nu sunt nimic? Muncesc degeaba? Crezi c\u0103 banii mei valoreaz\u0103 mai pu\u021bin dec\u00e2t ai t\u0103i?…<\/p>\n
Olga \u00eel privi drept \u00een ochi, f\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 clipeasc\u0103. \u00cen jur, oamenii r\u00e2deau, paharele clincheteau, dar \u00eentre ei doi se l\u0103sase o t\u0103cere ap\u0103s\u0103toare, ca un zid gros de beton.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Nu, Dmitri, nu am spus asta. Dar eu nu am cerut niciodat\u0103 s\u0103 \u0219tiu c\u00e2t pui deoparte tu, nici pe ce \u00ee\u021bi risipe\u0219ti banii. Eu mi-am v\u0103zut de munca mea \u0219i de planurile mele.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Planuri\u2026 \u2014 repet\u0103 el dispre\u021buitor. \u2014 Planuri f\u0103r\u0103 mine.<\/p>\n
Olga oft\u0103, \u00ee\u0219i a\u0219ez\u0103 m\u00e2inile pe mas\u0103 \u0219i \u00eel fix\u0103 cu privirea.
\u2014 Vezi, Dmitri, aici e problema. Eu nu am ascuns niciodat\u0103 c\u0103 vreau altceva de la via\u021ba asta. O cas\u0103 a noastr\u0103, lini\u0219te, siguran\u021b\u0103. Dar tu tot timpul ai pus \u00eenainte \u201epasiunile\u201d tale. O barc\u0103, un televizor nou, excursii cu prietenii. Nu ai \u00eentrebat niciodat\u0103 de ce eu str\u00e2ng.<\/p>\n
El \u00ee\u0219i mu\u0219c\u0103 buza, dar nu r\u0103spunse.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Vrei transparen\u021b\u0103? Bine, \u00ee\u021bi dau transparen\u021b\u0103. \u2014 Olga \u00ee\u0219i scoase portofelul din geant\u0103, scoase un card \u0219i \u00eel puse pe mas\u0103. \u2014 Aici sunt banii mei. To\u021bi. Dac\u0103 pentru tine c\u0103snicia \u00eenseamn\u0103 doar cifre \u0219i conturi, ia-i. Dar odat\u0103 cu ei ia \u0219i tot ce vine la pachet: respectul meu, \u00eencrederea mea \u0219i dreptul de a m\u0103 numi so\u021bia ta.<\/p>\n
O t\u0103cere grea se a\u0219ternu \u00eentre ei. Dmitri \u00eenro\u0219i la fa\u021b\u0103, privind cardul ca pe o capcan\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Ce vrei s\u0103 spui cu asta? \u2014 morm\u0103i el.<\/p>\n
\u2014 C\u0103 o familie nu se cl\u0103de\u0219te pe control, \u2014 spuse ea r\u0103spicat. \u2014 Se cl\u0103de\u0219te pe sprijin \u0219i pe grij\u0103. Eu nu vreau un gardian al portofelului meu, ci un partener de via\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n
Chelnerul aduse m\u00e2ncarea, dar nimeni nu se atinse de farfurii. Olga ridic\u0103 \u00eencet cardul de pe mas\u0103, \u00eel puse la loc \u00een portofel \u0219i se ridic\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Eu am terminat aici, \u2014 spuse ea.<\/p>\n
\u2014 Olga, stai! \u2014 glasul lui era deja mai disperat dec\u00e2t autoritar.<\/p>\n
Dar ea nu se opri. Ie\u0219i din restaurant cu pa\u0219i hot\u0103r\u00e2\u021bi, sim\u021bind cum aerul rece al serii \u00eei cur\u0103\u021ba pl\u0103m\u00e2nii de toat\u0103 tensiunea acumulat\u0103.<\/p>\n
\u00cen drum spre cas\u0103, \u00ee\u0219i aminti de vorbele mamei ei: \u201eB\u0103rbatul se vede la greu. Dac\u0103 atunci \u00ee\u021bi \u00eentinde m\u00e2na sau doar \u00ee\u021bi cere, atunci \u0219tii cu cine ai de-a face.\u201d \u0218i Olga \u00een\u021belese c\u0103 alegerea era deja f\u0103cut\u0103, chiar dac\u0103 \u00eenc\u0103 nu o rostea cu voce tare.<\/p>\n
Ajuns\u0103 acas\u0103, aprinse o lum\u00e2nare pe mas\u0103 \u0219i puse de ceai, de data aceasta a\u0219a cum \u00eei pl\u0103cea ei: un plicule\u021b scufundat doar c\u00e2teva secunde, o felie de l\u0103m\u00e2ie, aroma pl\u0103cut\u0103 ridic\u00e2ndu-se \u00een aburi. Se a\u0219ez\u0103 singur\u0103 la mas\u0103 \u0219i sorbi \u00eencet, sim\u021bind o lini\u0219te nou\u0103.<\/p>\n
Telefonul vibra. Mesaj de la Dmitri: \u201eTrebuie s\u0103 vorbim. \u00cemi pare r\u0103u. Te iubesc.\u201d<\/p>\n
Olga z\u00e2mbi amar. De c\u00e2te ori mai auzise acelea\u0219i cuvinte, aruncate ca ni\u0219te monede mici, f\u0103r\u0103 valoare? \u00cen seara aceea \u00ee\u0219i spuse clar: nu mai vrea scuze goale. Vrea schimbare. Vrea via\u021b\u0103.<\/p>\n
A doua zi, \u00ee\u0219i deschise un caiet \u0219i scrise pe prima pagin\u0103: \u201ePlanurile mele\u201d. Acolo, printre dorin\u021be simple \u2014 apartamentul, o gr\u0103din\u0103 cu flori, un col\u021b unde s\u0103 poat\u0103 picta \u2014 ad\u0103ug\u0103 ceva nou: \u201eRespect pentru mine \u00eens\u0103mi\u201d.<\/p>\n
\u0218i, pe m\u0103sur\u0103 ce scria, sim\u021bi c\u0103 pentru prima dat\u0103 dup\u0103 ani de zile nu mai avea nevoie s\u0103-\u0219i neutralizeze ceaiul cu l\u0103m\u00e2ie. Gustul libert\u0103\u021bii era suficient de dulce.<\/p>\n
Finalul fusese clar: c\u0103snicia lor nu era o alian\u021b\u0103, ci o b\u0103t\u0103lie pentru control. Iar Olga nu mai era dispus\u0103 s\u0103 fie soldat \u00een armata altcuiva. Ea \u00ee\u0219i alegea propria cale, cu pa\u0219i siguri, cu vise mari \u0219i, mai ales, cu demnitatea neatins\u0103.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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