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Maybe he was one of the staff: or one of the hotel guests - the restaurant and
bar were open here. But it could have been someone directly from family: whereas: there
were many people around: which she never seen: even in a photo to this day: and now:
they were her close relatives.
A moment ago: he was talking in the hallway with drunk Zuzana: just then she saw
him for the first time - namely she felt that way. But: when she looked at him better
now (he had broad shoulders and straight back) it seemed to her: he is one of Stano's
friends: who flocked to her an hour ago with flowers and first names: so she told him:
yes.
He had quite a nice: higher voice: and he blinked at her a little: when he bent
down and helped her to stand - his tie swayed a little: and for a moment a small spot
was visible under the button of his shirt. But: he did not stink at all: neither from
wine: nor from sweat: and it was almost ten o'clock: and: most of the men in the room
were already celebrating intensively.
So you swam together: and I can't get him to the water all summer - exaggerated
Mira a little: so that she could be quite sure: where to place him. :And he smiled at
her again: and said: that it was she: who as a good wife: pampered her sweet boy like
this. Immediately after that: he cheerfully tried to turn her around: what he might have
managed: if he hadn't twisted her so hard: and: if she hadn't lost her balance in the
middle of a turn. Fortunately: he was fast enough to grab her again with both hands: for
otherwise: she would have fallen right between her two drunken uncles with wives: and
that would have been a scandal.
No romp - Mira hissed in his ear and looked where the cameraman was. Not to be:
that today she had to play the role of a shining heartfelt angel: she would send him
quickly to the hell: but because: she played this role today: and she had on list many
worse sticky idiots today: got one more chance: and he did not waste it: on his great
fortune.
They danced a waltz and two tangoes together and talked about weddings: about men
and so on - he wasn't a boring guy at all. :She also learned great things about Stano:
that: he stuffed his swimsuit with toilet paper: and that: he was making hickeys with
washing machine hose. This was nice: she was looking forward to tease Stano with it.
Sometimes in the middle of the second tango: the handsome man leaned toward her
(she was embarrassed to pry his name again) and asked: whether she could be kidnapped by
him. Of course he promptly pointed out: that Stano had clearly explained the rule of
today's strict prohibition of bride kidnapping - but it would only be a small one:
symbolic: to the local night bar: and Mira said: rather not.
But she hesitated for a second or two: since previously: he had managed to strum
her vicious string skillfully : and it could have meant also: maybe later.
Then the polka began and a big fat guy rolled from the table - Uncle Joseph - who
didn't say: shall we dance? :nor: come on: nor: nothing - he just grabbed her - and
turned with her: one-two - two-two away.
During the chicken breast with rice and apricots: every moment someone drank: and
raised the cup high for the health and happiness of the newlyweds. Stano said something
to DJ: and when he sat dow: Mira nudged him: that: his father should stop drinking: and
eat more: because: he will vomit only slivovitz. But he didn't react at all to her joke:
he just looked at her through his eyebrow - of course - he would surely argue: that: he
was only asking for a little compassion: but: Mira was crystal clear that: he behaved
extremely idiotically.
Oh: that's not funny anymore - She said and used her special voice: which always
irritated him: but: he was quiet again: only shook his head for himself. It looked very
innocent: but he knew well: how she hate it: when he shook his big head over her: as if
she was some feeble-minded poor woman: and now her painful reckoning should follow :He
also never owed her anything for a long time. :But today she intended to be a radiant
angelic being: and that would mean embarking on a serious conflict with him - because
now should follow something which would really piss him off.
:For example: that he really terribly looks like his soak father.
But Mira didn't say anything like that: she put her hair behind her ears twice:
finished her mineral water and said to herself - there will be enough time to settle
accounts with him later. :But later she forgot everything: and if the handsome guy
didn't show up again: and didn't mention at the right time - what a pity: that such a
beautiful bride will not be kidnapped today - not the slightest trace of it would
remain.
But he mentioned it at exactly the right moment - he slowly turned her very
carefully in the dance: and to his gentle question - did you happen to change your mind?
- she then answered: ok: let's go.
Stano was also really tired. From the morning: had to play everything possible -
a humble son: smiling toast-master: and iron drunkard - and he did not have the same
natural talent for it as his young wife. And on top of that: the cameraman with his
annoying device: which made unnatural smiles and distant eyes on everyone's faces..
To everyone: except Mira: the love of his life: who was really beautiful with her
bare shoulders - but also who knew: how to piss him off like no other.
´ But mostly they had a really good time together: and they both quickly forgot:
so: at his seventh sour coffee with cream: at which the world suddenly became amazing
again: and an old song from Earth Wind and Fire was heard: Stano looked around suddenly:
that he would like to dance a little with his snow-wife - today is the best day after
all.
But Mira was nowhere to be seen.
He looked at his watch: it was ten past eleven: the younger years tomfooled
around on the dance floor: waitresses kept taking the plates from the second dish: and
his old friends athletes: who were smoking outside: emerged from the passage.
:Stanley: you ugly pig - Joseph shouted. It meant: everything is spectacular: and
wine works exactly as it should.
Stano raised his hands: waved with fists: and turned to aunt Dana: who came to
say goodbye. She was kind of pale: and said: she had to go home. He escorted her out and
put her in the car to a neighbor Marek - who was doing the taxi today.
They did not meet Mira anywhere: neither in the corridor: neither outside: nor in
the hall she was certainly not - so he promised: that he would greet her: and that he
would told everything to her: but he was thinking of something completely different -
he had a pretty strong idea: that: some scumbags had kidnapped her.
And she allowed it!
They talked about it several times: there will be a big wedding: a lot of food: a
lot of wine: we will pay for a few rooms: so everyone can have a drink: no additional
expenses will be needed: Stano then repeated this to every scoundrel: who might have
happy and cheerful ideas.
And she obviously wasn't here anyway!!
When he told his mother-in-law about his suspicion: she was very pleased - what
would a wedding be without kidnapping? :and immediately loaded him into the car: also
with the cameraman: let them have a nice memory.
Today: Stano didn't really have the strength to resist any of this - calmly: like
a sheep: he got into that car: and ran on a pilgrimage to the surrounding taverns.
While driving fast through the night streets: he still thought: that: she danced
longer with the man in the blue shirt. He looked like one of the staff: and Stano stayed
alert briefly: but then he saw: that Mira was having a good time: and did not deal with
it further.
The cameraman fortunately noticed the Stano's inapplicable facial expression in
time: and never got out of the car with him. He sat quietly next to him: chewing his
hard chewing gum: until they stopped in front of the hotel again. All three were already
convinced: that she had returned in the meantime - but no - she was still gone: and when
the waitress from the nightbar said to him: yes: she was here: but after a while: she
left with the tall handsome guy - so then - he became afraid.
If he wanted it: maybe it would be today without violence.
And maybe he would wanted it: if he had a little more time. :And like this: he
had never thought before.
Anyway: this Miriam was definitely completely different from all his previous
ones. Although she was in many ways a typical woman - in particular: that she was unable
to resist the flattery. But now: that he knew for sure from her pursed lips - she was
conscious: and in spite of everything: she continues to breathe calmly: and she doesn't
move at all: she doesn't mumble: she didn't even open her eyes - there could be no doubt
now: that she is truly extraordinary.
But now: this her beautiful eyes: he needed open: and therefore pressed the knife
a little on her neck.
He suspected that there would not be what was usually there - a terribly black
terrified dot in the middle of a soggy circle - but he really didn't expect the pure
blue hateful calm: with which she looked at him.
Now he really couldn't understand: how he could deceive this woman.
How could she get into his hands?!
Everything went smoothly: according to his credo: the world belongs to rude
bastards. She followed him to the bar: they sat and chatted for a while: he said - he
didn't feel good because of Stano and wanted to take her back. Then on the way to the
hall: he ran upstairs to the bag for another pack of cigarettes: and from above he said
aloud - I have never seen this in my life!
:And she went again: like a typical hen: to the open door in the men's toilets:
which was on the second floor: right next to the stairs.
Then he had to hit her.
With the speed of predatory lightning: he carried her in room: which he bought
for today's starry night - laid her on the bed - tied her up: and sealed her mouth.
A moment ago: they sat together in a red nightbar light: and it was seen: that:
she has the sense for rude humor: which women do not have often.
But he could also see her magnificent milky-pink shoulders: so it could not have
turned out otherwise - only like this.
He was looking into her eyes and felt: that it will not last long time.
She was his own - various words were swirling in his head - bride - virgin - the
right of the first night: and again bride and virgin: until it fell from him like leaves
- slowly and from all sides.
Since he was always very melancholic at this moment - usually took a knife or
pillow: or a plastic bag and did what had already happened long before.
But he wouldn't even have to look up: and he'd still know that today it will be
different - even if it might not turn out well for him
Simply right now: he longed for risking everything.
Shortly after one o'clock: very sad and very drunk uncle Joseph looked at the
door - and howled loudly with joy - today bride - tomorrow wife - someone then quickly
turned off the lights and all was well again.