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understand. ", What did you have in mind? ",, Something usually takes me back to the past. The photos are points of strength because the feelings are so extreme, authentic, as if they had not happened long ago. This multitude of individuals, as if they were near me. ", What kind of images, what kind of individuals? ", It takes me back to some past moments. They arrive in a fantasy, I chat with them. The moment they appear, I remember them as old acquaintances. ",, Get it out of yourself. You are helpless. ",, I am not unreasonably fragile."

Are. You are excessively delicate. ",, How would you know?",, I know. I see. ", How would you see it?", The way you see images from a previous era. "Emina is silent. She is more and more astonished. To be ninety years old and to retain such an inimitable psyche, it is absolutely astonishing.,, ​​What kind of image do you see?",, Me and my most memorable partner. "The image is old, yellowed, as if drawn. A wonderful young woman and a much more charming person in the Serbian set. 43%, How wonderful and joyful you were," he said seriously. "We are. I tell you, my grandmother persuaded me that I was younger, not to get married for a little while longer. The conflict lasted a few years before, so that people could recover a little, so that I could meet another person. Besides, I don't even hear him for a moment. Him and only him. I said thank you to God for sending him to me. No one is happier than me. "A smile appears everywhere. Maybe she would like to hide, maybe it was a shame. Her eyes shone with that young spark.,, He didn't ask for a settlement, and that suited his father best. He quickly agreed. The more the more experienced brothers and sisters got married, the more they didn't care. The second little youngsters don't have the slightest idea what's going on. To no one's surprise, no one even asks their mother. ""And grandmother?", Grandmother just looks at the cards, whispers something, looks at me with concern. I think: she is heartbroken that I am getting married; she has gotten used to me.",, You didn't get married at fourteen, did you? ",, I did. Besides, how did you react when you were fourteen?" Nothing, how will I react? She went to elementary school. The main loves of young people were compa- sion, that's all, marriage lasted for the next hundred years, assuming that I even considered marriage. ", You see, when I was fourteen, I thought the whole world was mine. It was the happiest time of my life. Maybe I married Karađorđević. ",, What kind of Karađorđević, grandmother Julka, what was her name...", Milorad. ", It wasn't even knee-deep to your Milorad. ",, Believe it or not! The main long periods of marriage passed like a fantasy. Everyone is amazed at our affection. It was not allowed to flaunt as you do now, but even the smallest consideration would be obvious and bizarre. Eh, all my work was great. I dig and sing, my half and I sing, no one is more joyful than me. A real romance feels like a fever. I never felt like one then, and at no time in the future. "I will now bring some more wood so that our fire does not go out, I will do it right away." Emina tried to imagine herself in fevers of worship, reviewing the bonds of her childhood. With one healer, you can find true affection at any time, but never with the word fever. Grandmother Julka already desired such love even then. Besides, Grandmother Julka, when acquiring the wood, said with a radiant smile: "Perhaps you do not pay attention to yourself and others." Neither the looks nor the words of others. You walk as if in a fantasy, you speak as if you were dreaming, you float. You see only the positive qualities of individuals and seek approval of your worship in their eyes. Moreover, towards the evening, our most memorable evenings were delightful. Perhaps the holy messengers themselves drifted with us. I was in love. Young and in adoration. ",, How good it is to hear that. Besides, how long did it take?",, Not excessively long. From one month to the next the melody subsides, the worry grows. Love turned into a crisis. "That you didn't fight at home?",, No! Everyone is waiting for the new child, but it will never work. Part of a year, a year, two and nothing. I constantly ask God to answer my request to give a child to my beloved Milorad. Besides, nothing. Nothing! He began to change, to tell me, like his mother by marriage, that I am sorry. I burst into tears, and he thinks twice, so he comforts me. Unfortunately, no one comforts me. Am I so I- a. Veils, so fruitless."..Did you go to the specialist? "What specialist." Out of shame, no real lady went to the specialist. They took me to some ladies, they provided me with a great variety of things., but it was not worth it. ", Have you thought about your grandmother. Assuming that others went to her, maybe there was something genuine.".. Grandma said that nothing should be possible there. "Look at her! Did she really try? For what reason did she not essentially re- comfort you? She realized that you adored her and trusted her.",, She would have preferred not to. My child, what a distress it was. The melody was not generally heard from my lips. I thought that a lady is not a lady in the event" That she does not conceive offspring. That is why we get married. We must build a house and raise birds. I even thought about her name. I also understood what it should look like." That it is so difficult to imagine medicines like that. Maybe having children implies life and death.",, How I hated myself for not remaining in an alternate state. What kind of woman am I? Who needs me like that? I glance at Milorad and my heart breaks. He, the unfortunate one, could be suffering from extreme melancholy. "And how much more?"

..WHAT YOU DIDN'T FIGHT AT HOME?", No! Everyone is waiting for the new child, but it will never work. Part of a year, a year, two and nothing. I constantly ask God to answer my request to give my dearest Milorad a child. Moreover, nothing. Nothing! He began to change, to tell me, like his mother by marriage, that I am barren. I burst into tears, and he thinks twice, so he supports me. It may be, unfortunately, that no one will console me. Am I so young, so young and so sorry. Have you gone to the specialist? "What a specialist." Out of shame, no real lady would go to the specialist. They took me to some ladies, they provided me with a whole range of things, but it was not worth it. "Have you thought about your grandmother. Assuming others were going to her, maybe there was something real.", Grandmother said that nothing should be possible there. "Look at her! Did she really try? Why didn't she really comfort you? She realized that you cherished and trusted her.",, She would have preferred not to. My child, what a distress it was. The air was not generally heard on my lips. I thought that a woman is not a woman if she does not conceive offspring. That is why we were getting married. We should build a house and raise birds. I even concocted her name. I also understood what it should sound like. " "It is so-