I live in the capital with my husband. I came here 15 years ago to study, graduated from the institute and got a job. That’s where I met my future husband. A year after we met, we got married.
At first we lived with my husband’s parents, saved for the first installment and now we were living in our own two-room apartment. My own is a bit of a mouthful, because we still have to pay for it 6 years.
And now, according to the classics of the genre, my relatives came to see us. After all, everyone wants to see the capital, and no one wants to pay for a hotel. It is better to stay with relatives. This summer my husband and I had a vacation and we decided to go to the sea.
We got tickets for July 16 and started packing. And then on July 15, my second cousin called and said that they had taken the tickets and would be with us on July 18. I told her we were going to the sea and we will not be.
My sister said what sea, give up your tickets, because we have not seen each other for a year. I said that no one would give anything up, and we would leave. My sister hung up. We went safely to the sea. And then, on the 18th evening the phone rang, I look at this very sister. I pick up the phone, and she says:
– Where are you? We’re here. We are standing in front of your door, we call, but no one opens.
– And who can open your door if we’re at sea. I told you we’re going to the sea.
– I thought you said that on purpose, so that we wouldn’t go.
– No, I told the truth.
– What should we do now?
– There are many hotels, hostels, you can check in there.
– We don’t have the money to rent a place.
– Then I don’t know. Go back or what. You’re adults and decide for yourselves what to do.
My sister hung up on me and hasn’t called me since. And when she came home, she told all her relatives what a bad person I was, went to the sea to rest, and did not even want to meet with her relatives.
And most importantly, many relatives support her and made me to blame. Only in what I am guilty, and I do not understand? That I decided to go on vacation with my family? After all, I honestly warned about it, and if they did not listen to so it’s their personal problems, not mine. Or am I wrong? That’s the story.
