As soon as the Oregon watch, which automatically corrected the time by a signal from the radio station in Frankfurt am Main, displayed 18:01, a lock clicked in the doorway.
- Dear, Frankfurt am Main is not needed with you. Are you going to have dinner?
- Yes, hungry as a wolf. It was not possible to have lunch. Now, just rinse my hands.
- ABOUT! Do we have something new today?
Her eyes flashed with happiness for a second. Noticed ... Maybe he will also appreciate it?
- Yeah, I wanted to surprise. Here: "Dauphine potatoes" and two salads, just in case - "men's tears" and "hedgehog". Suddenly you don't like one. And for dessert ...
She chirped cheerfully, looking forward to a wonderful evening.
- Well, you set it up ... And where is the list of dishes, the list of ingredients? Why didn't you agree with me ?!
This reaction of her husband threw her into a stupor. From absolute bewilderment eyes widened and legs buckled. She sat down on a chair and whispered:
- I wanted a surprise ...
- Surprise ?! Imagine, a designer will say to me during the acceptance tests: "surprise-and-out!" I'll mix it with shit! No paper - nothing! A hen! Mind like a designer! She has been married for five years, can't you get used to the elementary order ?!
- ... so my lists were made five years ago, and I cooked according to them ... I wanted something new ... here ... surprise-and-out ... I just didn't think ...
- "I didn't!" You fool! Did you fix the food processing modes?
- In terms of?
- In terms of cooking time, the power supplied to the dishes, the mass of each ingredient, water! Damn it, ruined the mood!
Her husband grew more and more turned on, and excuses were already useless, but the previous five years of life with ready-made lists developed in the first week of marriage put her to sleep.
By naivety, she continued to make excuses, not knowing that in such cases only “I'm sorry. Fool. I'll get better. " Moreover, it is better not to pronounce the "fool" out loud - it is not clear at whose expense it will be accepted.
- About half an hour on the middle division ...
- "Half an hour". Thirty minutes plus / minus tolerance. "Middle division" - the stove has changed and that your average division, and the power, it is also in Africa power.
- But I weighed everything. On the scales ...
- Is there a verification certificate ?! No-no ?! Yes, I sneeze at such measurements!
In her eyes, bewilderment with horror began to give way to hatred. The husband grasped the cardinal change in his wife's inner state and softened his position just in case.
- Okay, let's have dinner. Tomorrow you will put your papers in order. Hungry as a wolf after all.
“Of course,” she said, and slowly began to lean towards his face.
He put his cheek up for a kiss, but at that moment her teeth closed on his throat.
Licking the sticky, warm blood from the lips, in the brain, weighing about 1.3 kg (more precisely, the pathologist will say after opening and weighing on the scales that have passed a timely verification), a natural thought for such a life flashed: “For analysis, should I take it ... ".
2019