Two Red Roses
He was never silent when she argued with him. And again, she resented about another misunderstanding between them, and for some reason, he was speechless. He was quiet and looked at her with his calm brown eyes. And she continued to resent.
“Why do you always do that? You don’t consult with me; you make some decisions on your own. Are you not interested in my feelings at all?”
He continued to look at her without saying a word. She seemed annoyed by his calmness, so she continued.
“Why did you do that? Why couldn’t you just talk to me?”
Leila angrily walked around him, crossing her arms over her chest. He watched her every move. None of their quarrels ended well because they insisted on their opinions and never gave up. Over time, they simply forgot about it, but everyone stayed with their thoughts. These aries, they all are the same.
But Leila did not calm down.
“Unexpectedly, I had the opportunity to say something during the quarrel without trying to shout at you.”
Here she fell silent. Strange, but she didn’t know what to say. She is accustomed to the fact that they talk a lot during a quarrel and hear little from each other. Here she had a chance to be heard, and she could not understand what she wanted to say. And they usually quarreled over trifles; they just couldn’t admit it because they were both stubborn sheep.
Come to think of it, none of their quarrels were worth a hoarse voice and red eyes. And they quarreled often. Stably once a week for several hours. That is, they lost at least half an hour a month, which could be much more interesting than just shouting at each other. But no, we will have to prove ourselves right. However, why? Leila did not know the answer to this question. Although, that was the answer. Why?
“Do you understand that all our quarrels are in vain? Leila asked through tears, “We spent so much time in vain!”
Two red roses trembled in her hands. He did not take his brown eyes off her. She loved him like this, restrained and sober. Leila laid flowers on the damp ground near the portrait on his grave. She thought he was smiling.
“Thank you for listening.”
