- Shh, - Masha puts her finger to my lips when I try to express my opinion. Don't ruin a romantic moment. I love you Oleg. Estimate? I fell in love with a man who could see my dirty diapers as a child.

I'm holding back so as not to laugh out loud. Tiny notices these attempts and not painfully beats his fist on my shoulder.

– Are you crying? Yes? What did I say funny? The girl purses her lips in resentment and turns her back to me.

- Masha, Masha. Masha, - I tickle her ribs, wanting to cause a smile. I didn't cry, to be honest.

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