Inevitability

Irinka as usually rushed cheerful zajchikom on apartment, showing to all kind, that a dream for it business of far prospect. At me on the contrary, eyes competed among themselves who will fast fall asleep, but the drawn game as a result has turned out, and I snored in ten minutes literally. The neck which continued to ache, has been wound by a corset which though somehow rescued me from unpleasant sensations.  Dreams as wild dogs, have attacked on my consciousness and tormented its any petty nightmares.

Irina could not think up anything more cleverly as with passion inherent in it to play at me under an ear in a toy  the mobile phone. At the fifth level of game  the girl-friend peeped from pleasure more strongly, than game, after all further the second level till this moment it did not pass. It held apart, as gelievyj a ball, and it it is absolute from noble promptings has decided to share with me this remarkable news.

-  UR!! DEAR, I HAVE MADE IT!!!!

- What? Where? Whom? - neponimajushche I have muttered a sleepy voice. – Dear, allow to have a sleep!!! And that home I will send, - I have told to it without an ulterior motive.

After told I silently was developed on other side and have again started to fall asleep.

On the other hand beds there was a suspicious silence. I, foolish, thought, that here it long-awaited silence and calmness! Naive … STILL was only ahead.

Short fast short steps my "unique" has gone to a toilet. Besides, in addition, it for any purposes has grasped the bag. There has passed already enough time, and I have decided, that all has managed, but on how much strongly I was surprised, when the toilet left aggressively adjusted creation at full night equipment. Such fighting colouring Indians of North American aggressive tribes would envy even.  

- Sandalik, you where were soaped at this time of night? - Really house salt has ended? - I have joked.

- Yes you have gone ….svo …. The insensible!!!!

- Who? I?

- And you that, here still someone see? To you only to sleep, eat and tra … all night long. Everything, has bothered, I leave!!!!! - has blurted out Ira.

- Do not frighten neighbours! The jerboa in anger! Remember, if you from here now leave, the visa any more will not receive!!!

And all kind I show the indifference.

It has left and has slapped a door. Laying on a bed, at me in a head thoughts rushed: «Yes for whom it accepts herself? What for tricks such? Two o'clock in the morning, and it through all Moscow home poperlas. Everything, have bothered its loonies!!!»

So has passed minutes ten, I was overcome by a rage and bewilderment.

- Everything, now I will remove its phone from the list and more to it I will never call.

But here the mobile phone has rung out, on a determinant was highlighted: "Irina".

Ira went to the lift, emotions overflowed it: «Yes as he could expel me at night! It such not the attentive. A hippopotamus insensible».  

The lift button has lighted up, noise from mine said that the cabin rises. Ear-phones in ears, and loudness on all. Doors have opened, inviting to enter. On autopilot Ira has come, not noticing anything around, it has completely plunged into music. Has passed three songs and only here she has felt what too long to go down from the fourteenth floor on the first!...

Phone called, I looked at a tube with thoughts: «to take or not».

 Good!!! Has realised the fault, costs about an entrance, coldly and terribly, has decided to reconcile.

– Hallo, expensive, what's happened?

From that party of a tube the whining voice was distributed:

- Lesha, I in the lift have got stuck!!!!

- How has got stuck?

– I have pressed a button, went, went also all!! Here it is cold and vile. Pull out me faster from here! To me it is terrible!

- So, STOP, a kitten, do not panic. You see before yourself a button with zvonochkom?

- Yes, road, I see.

- So press it and call repairmen!!

- Well, - she has agreed.

Ira has taken a view of the panel of the lift and felt the test pilot. In the bottom of the panel she has seen an ill-starred button. After pressing it has occurred nothing. It has pressed once again, then still, and more … Ira began to be nervous. Here from dynamics the sleepy female voice was distributed loud, but.

- Well, what there at you, whether have got stuck that?!

- Yes!!! Tetenka, I here have got stuck, pull out me, to me it is terrible.

- I to you not tetenka, am blue, and dispatcher Marja Ivanovna. What you, the girl, gad at night?

- I do not gad, me from the house have expelled, - a sensitive voice Irina has said.

- What, the husband has expelled? Here the swine!!! It is necessary such very young yes at this time of night!!

- Yes not the husband it to me, my guy.

- Here that, the darling you washing, - advised Maria Ivanovna from a position of the everyday experience, - I now will fast send masters to you and as they will pull out you, run you from this yokel and more to it do not come back, while it to you young has not ruined a life.

Ira minutes through 20 has got used to a cabin of the lift with weak illumination, has switched on again a player and the beginnings podmurlykivat to a sounding song. After councils of the dispatcher, she has called Leshe, its voice has calmed her, it has sat down on hunkers in a corner of a cabin and began to wait for the help.

       After the message from the night-bird I have rushed off to gain the girl-friend. Sports trousers, slippers and a corset on a neck. M-yes, the kind at me, directly to tell, not the heroic. But especially to put on there was no time. Having gone down downwards on the ground floor, I began to wait lift attendants. Children have not kept itself waiting long. It were men of years of fifty in dark blue overalls with red eyes from nedosypanija and the drunk alcohol. They faced some minutes to an entrance door, studying it. There there was a coded lock, and they a method scientific tyka tried to pick up a code. Their persons have been so clever and concentrated, that have called me an affection attack. I hardly was have not forgotten the reason on which it has appeared here at two o'clock in the morning. And behind a door already inflamed not the comic disputes, concerning possible variants of selection of a digital code.

Having approached to the door and having pressed the button, I have opened it, having stopped thereby already beginning dispute. Lift attendants have entered into an entrance with an angry kind. The impression was made, that of them have deprived of a crossword puzzle.

- Children, there some thousand variants, here on a floor of year of a ball would suffice you, - I calmed them.  - and in general, remember: here a code 1234, clearly?!

Lift attendants have exchanged glances, that was with a plait and bearded, has attacked on the bald:

 - I spoke you that ….!!!  

The bald it is guilty nodded and it was justified before the bearded man, but here he has paid to me attention.

– The guy, and you that the security guard? And why at you the neck is rewound?

- No, children, I not the security guard, I here live. At me the girl in the lift has got stuck.

- And, clearly!!! - they have answered amicably. – and that it at you gads at night?!

- Yes we have sworn, and it home was going to. And when went down, has got stuck.

Men have reflected, on their persons at once became clear, that they already are going to to give out the next free council to young generation. And here them properlo.

- Yes women have gone now obstinate, to them a finger will give, so they you a neck otgryzut!!! Medieval witches in comparison with modern women ….tfu, "djujmovochki".

- Hear, the guy, and let it at you in the lift till the morning will sit, look also loonies and pouljagutsja. And a watch through six will be as silk. Will know next time as at night shastat!!!

They remained are happy with the idea of taming obstinate and with hope in eyes have stared at me. In my head have run thoughts … With arrogance peculiar to me  I understood, that now the destiny of defenceless creation which sits in a stuffy dark cabin of the lift depends on my decision and waits from me for the help. But the quarrel picture where the same creation did not look already as harmlessly has there and then appeared, and bit and frayed my nerves and scraped my soul charming kogotkami. But in the end of my reflexions I have recollected her eyes as sparks, and my heart has thawed.

- Not, muzhiks!!! You to me it, please, get live and safe.

- Well, as you know. Business young, - lift attendants were upset.  

All of us have three together come into the lift and began to rise. When we have approached on 11 floor and to a door already started to open, suddenly something has clicked, and our door has jammed.

- Opanki, have arrived!!! - the bearded man has told.  

And here has begun … … Floor-mat-refloor-mat, more correctly, not only it, but also, of course, attempt to open a door by means of tools. But they did not help, therefore lift attendants swore more and more.

I stood in a corner of a cabin and choked with laughter. Yes, a picture more, than foolish: two o'clock in the morning, in the next mine my girl has got stuck, we with two lift attendants rise it to pull out and we jam on the same floor.  

The bearded man in all throat has worn the bald:

- What you with us popersja, you that could not go on other lift?!

The bald was hammered in a corner and plaintively looked me in the face, searching at me protection.  

- Muzhiks, do not get excited, and that all house wake. It at us new, here in each apartment repair goes, and where repair, there and Moldavians. They now poor fellows will think, that a round-up and will start to bring down from the house in what mother has given birth. Regret a dream gostrobajtera, it is mild and sensitive.

       Beard has reflected, it has presented the sleeping Moldavian who lays on concrete to a floor of repaired apartment and to dream it its house, a vineyard and its big busty woman.

- Hallo, working class, we will get out from here? – I have deduced the rescuers from the next trance.

The bald has squeaked because of a corner:

- It is necessary Mihalychu to call, it now on a site is on duty.

Beard has in a pointed manner got old Siemens and began to dial number ….

- Fie you, a network do not take. - what to do?

The bald has again published sounds, naminajushchie speech:

- It is necessary for the dispatcher to call, - he has told, specifying on the button on the panel.  

It was obvious today the generator of ideas of tactical management. A beard has not kindly looked at the partner and has pressed the button.

        - Hallo, well, che there at you again happens?!?! - the same sleepy voice was heard all .

- Marjana, it I - the Beard, we here it … well, you understand … with bald in the lift have got stuck.  

From that party of a microphone the pause has hung. And the deafening female laughter was then distributed.

- Well, and morons you!!! Who in together comes into the broken mine, you that the first year married, what have forgotten the first paragraph of safety precautions, and?

- Good you, a Beard, eternally drunk,  eternally young. But you, Lysych, that for this goblin hairy popersja?

On a voice I have felt, that on that party of a microphone the woman just now starts to enter into spirit.  

        - Hey, Marfusha, not buhti, at us here in the lift the passenger is, he now with us listens to all your chatter, so call a spare command and that will do!!!

But the dispatcher also did not think to be appeased:

- Eh, you, blockheads so you with yourselves and the passenger in a box have sent.

From that party of a microphone the laughter was again distributed. To me already rather has bothered it night smehopanorama in an amateur variant and I have started talking in a microphone:

- The madam, you, of course, excuse, that we have disturbed you at so late o'clock but the matter is that at me the girl in the next lift sits also I for it strongly I worry.  

        - Ah it that!!!

- So it you at us such gallant, what from the house expel at night girls? Your happiness, that it the poor thing in the next lift pines, and you at me wall inscriptions in a cabin till the morning would study that.

        Then a small pause and already more indulgent tone in a voice began to be heard:

        - Wait, the brigade has already left!!!

All of us have three together exchanged glances and have sighed with simplification. Expectation of fast rescue has a little relieved the tension in this closed premise.

        Time has run not considerably, for forty minutes of our imprisonment we had time to meet. I already rather have had heard plenty liftovyh baek and already felt myself as the real lift attendant. But on sredine the next story about pjanku on a house roof, we have heard voices of our saviours. Children who have arrived us to gain have appeared is sharper and us reached on foot. The given process at three o'clock in the morning did not call them huge enthusiasm owing to what, a deserted entrance, up to the twentieth floor, with abundance abusive speech of three lift attendants irrigated.

Rescuers as true gentlemen at first have released the girl, and then were accepted to ours vyzvolenie.

- The darling, you there as? Suffer a little bit, soon you will pull out, - I heard familiar voice Irishki.

It in every possible way encouraged me from for lift doors, grunting, knocking and mewing. I represented its nice attractive face which grimaced and told jokes, thus swinging hands and jumping on one foot.

It is visible, hour has locked up affected its emotional condition, and she was in good mood, judging by laughter of our saviours, at it it not badly it turned out.

But here a gnash of doors, blow and we on freedom.

Light of lamps at an entrance, lift attendants neighing from laughter and smiling attractive face Irishki. She straight off jumps to me on a neck, embracing thus is strong for a sick neck and kissing in zasos.

«Here it happiness» was carried by at me in a head. It seems, there has passed the whole eternity, its hot embraces, eyes sparks and the turning off brain has begun to smell.

We stood together, having nestled to each other, not noticing anybody around.

- Au, youth, it's nothing there? - The voice from dynamics was distributed.

- Thanks you, where I the princess would search for the madam if not your broken lift, it is not known.

Having said goodbye with Bald and the Beard, we have gone on the floor already on foot. In the street already started to dawn, Moscow woke up, well, and we only were going to to sleep. Irka has muffled in a blanket and already snuffled in ten minutes. I looked tired eyes in a ceiling and thought: «To what the life is not predicted, and the case at times plays our life a huge role. And what would be if it does not get stuck in the lift?! Also would become we after that case to communicate?!». In a head one questions what could turn out if …???

 P.S. ….cherez week all of us have left, this time for ever …!!!!