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Marjanai dvide\u0161imt \u0161e\u0161eri, ji i\u0161 Kyjivo. Vis dar negali patik\u0117ti, kad \u012f Ukrain\u0105 at\u0117jo karas. Moteris a\u0161tunt\u0105 m\u0117nes\u012f n\u0117\u0161\u010dia. Skai\u010diuoja savaites iki s\u016bnaus gimimo. Visa tai \u2013 r\u016bsiuose, ap\u0161audym\u0173 metu.<\/span><\/p>\n Marjana dirbo parduotuv\u0117je konsultante. Ji m\u0117go gra\u017eiai apsirengusi, pasidariusi \u0161ukuosen\u0105 ir makia\u017e\u0105 vaik\u0161tin\u0117ti po gimt\u0105j\u012f Livobere\u017enyj (Kairiojo kranto) rajon\u0105. Apie kar\u0105 ji su\u017einojo i\u0161 savo vyro, ta\u010diau i\u0161 prad\u017ei\u0173 nevertino jo \u017eod\u017ei\u0173 rimtai.<\/span><\/p>\n \u201e<\/span>Vyras pa\u017eadino mane penkt\u0105 ryto. Ruo\u0161\u0117m\u0117s gimdymui, tod\u0117l jau buvau susikrovusi b\u016btiniausius daiktus. Vyras nusprend\u0117: leisim\u0117s \u012f r\u016bs\u012f. Mus \u012fleido \u012f r\u016bsyje \u012fsik\u016brusi\u0105 kavin\u0119, bet buvo labai sunku\u201d. <\/span><\/p><\/blockquote>\n \u201eNegal\u0117jau u\u017emigti, man labai skaud\u0117jo galv\u0105 ir vos nepraradau s\u0105mon\u0117s. Be to smarkiai skaud\u0117jo pilv\u0105, buvo sunku kv\u0117puoti\u201d, <\/span>\u2014<\/span> prisimena Marjana.<\/span><\/p>\n I\u0161 prad\u017ei\u0173 pora nesiry\u017eo i\u0161vykti i\u0161 Kyjivo. Nenor\u0117jo palikti bute diabetu sergan\u010dios a\u0161tuoniasde\u0161imt trej\u0173 met\u0173 mo\u010diut\u0117s. Be to, jie man\u0117, kad viskas greitai baigsis. Ta\u010diau gimin\u0117s ir pa\u017e\u012fstami ragino i\u0161vykti, ir penkt\u0105j\u0105 karo dien\u0105 Marjana su vyru i\u0161keliavo. Mo\u010diut\u0117 nepanoro palikti nam\u0173 ir pasiliko. Ji teig\u0117, kad i\u0161gyveno Antr\u0105j\u012f pasaulin\u012f kar\u0105, ir \u0161\u012f i\u0161gyvensianti.<\/span><\/p>\n U\u017emiestyje pas draugus saugiau. Moteris stengiasi i\u0161likti budri ir rami, geria raminamuosius, kad numal\u0161int\u0173 panik\u0105.<\/span><\/p>\n \u201e<\/span>Labiausiai bijau, kad nebegal\u0117siu pasimatyti su savo \u0161eima ir draugais. Ir kad nebebus kur gr\u012f\u017eti, \u2013 vos sulaikydama a\u0161aras prisipa\u017e\u012fsta Marjana. \u2013 Tuo tarpu daugelis draug\u0173 i\u0161\u0117jo \u012f kar\u0105 ginti m\u016bs\u0173, ir tikiu, kad jie pad\u0117s visa tai i\u0161tverti. A\u0161 ir mane supantys \u017emon\u0117s \u2013 vyras, draugai, pa\u017e\u012fstami \u2013 palaikome vieni kitus, ir tas palaikymas suteikia man tik\u0117jimo, kad visa tai baigsis\u201c.<\/span><\/p>\n Marjana teigia, kad karas pakeit\u0117 jos vertybes. Anks\u010diau nuolat ko nors tr\u016bko: pinig\u0173, kosmetikos ar dar ko nors. Ta\u010diau dabar ji trok\u0161ta tik ramyb\u0117s. Tiesiog norisi laukti vaikelio gimimo ir v\u0117l ramiai vaik\u0161tin\u0117ti po gimt\u0105j\u012f Livobere\u017enyj rajon\u0105. Noriu praleisti daugiau laiko su brangiais \u017emon\u0117mis. O kol kas turiu tik vien\u0105 svajon\u0119: kad karas baigt\u0173si\u201d.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Marjanai dvide\u0161imt \u0161e\u0161eri, ji i\u0161 Kyjivo. Vis dar negali patik\u0117ti, kad \u012f Ukrain\u0105 at\u0117jo karas. Moteris a\u0161tunt\u0105 m\u0117nes\u012f n\u0117\u0161\u010dia. Skai\u010diuoja savaites iki s\u016bnaus gimimo. Visa tai \u2013 r\u016bsiuose, ap\u0161audym\u0173 metu. Marjana dirbo parduotuv\u0117je konsultante. Ji m\u0117go gra\u017eiai apsirengusi, pasidariusi \u0161ukuosen\u0105 ir makia\u017e\u0105 vaik\u0161tin\u0117ti po gimt\u0105j\u012f Livobere\u017enyj (Kairiojo kranto) rajon\u0105. 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