Dream

It’s summer. It’s a hot day, it’s almost noon right now. The road to the end of our neighborhood is quite far. Sister Dilbar is carrying 2 buckets of water from a distance. Iular is the main character of our story today. It has been about 5-6 years since the Dilbar sisters moved to our neighborhood. They live here with their spouses. But they still have no children. Almost every day, my mother prays that your skirt will be full of children, that you will have sweet children. The reason is that she is a very open-minded, free-spirited woman. She is white, has thick eyebrows, tall and beautiful figure. His spouse, Salim, is also a very kind person.

One day, I caught sight of sister Dilbar, who was barely walking from the beginning of the neighborhood. Even though it’s hot and humid in the summer. But I’m going out to play. When I recognized them from a distance, I ran to them.
– Hello sister Dilbar
– How are you, Nargiza?
– I’m fine, where do you come from?
– From the hospital.
– Was it peace?
– Yes, I have something important to say today
– I will tell you…

When I said that, I fell into the game again. When I returned home, my mother was washing dishes in the kitchen. I went in front of them and greeted them.
Mom!
–  Where have you been? My mother started to fight with me asking if you have been walking on the street all day and you are a girl, can you take care of my housework?
– Listen to me too. I was at my friend’s house. It’s been a long time since I haven’t seen him, so the vacation is over.

Then they started talking about my mother, Dilbar, and your sister. I am also impatient, and when I was waiting for his words, he said, “I have something important to say, today, sister Dilbar, come to our place.” I bit my lip for a while, thinking that I forgot about the game. And then my mother quietly laughed and said, “Oh, wow, you’re so impatient, I’ll tell you the same thing.” When your sister Boya Dilbar was going out, I called you because you didn’t come out. Then we sat and talked a lot. By the way, your lovely sister will be a girl soon. I said yes, I was surprised that they were coming from the doctor today.

– Yes, it’s getting late, I’ll go in and sleep
– Can’t you eat, girl?
– No, mother, I’m full, thank you
– Yes, you know, take your time and come in
– Ok

After some time, sister Dilbar disappeared

I went in front of them and began to question my mother.

– Oi Oi Oi Oi Dilbar, where did you disappear?

–  Yes.

Mom said they would be back soon. I silently left the room

The reason why I love sister Dilbar is that she is similar to my sister named Ayisha. It’s almost a trick to talk. My sister died in a car accident at the age of 15, when I was a 6-year-old girl. You think a 6-year-old girl understands something. I didn’t know anything even when Pyim screamed and cried. I can only remember that they took a 6-year-old girl by the hand and brought her into the room where the body was lying to say goodbye to your sister. I felt my sister lying on the ground like ice, but I couldn’t cry for some reason. At that time, the thing that got on my nerves was that the corpse is ours, the dead is ours, but all kinds of women came crying in frustration and yelling at me that it was not enough. After that, they sent me to my younger uncles. When I turned 10, I returned to my home in Tashkent. Sister Dilbar, the first woman I fell in love with when I came here, that’s why I love them so much.

A little time passed. My school has started. One day, when I was coming home from school, there were 3 or 4 beautiful cars parked near our house. Aren’t you going to make loud noises? I wondered what was going on, and later I found out that my lovely sister had come. She was named Malika when she was a girl. But they welcomed him with cash. I was surprised by this/ One question was bothering me, whether they welcomed me with such a celebration then. Now in youth.

Many months have passed since then. During that time, I went to Bukhara to prepare for studies. I had to submit to institutes in Tashkent. I returned home.

It’s early morning. There is a knock on the door. I went and opened the door. Dear sister

– Wow, Nargiz, are you back?

– hada sister

– Where are your months?

– My mother is gone

– I’ll give you the key then

– Hop, sister, hop

– Yes, Salim, your brother is taking us to the mountain

– Ok, come and have fun another time

– yes, stay well

They went to the mountain, their daughter had grown up, she was 8 months old. The road was suddenly covered by a black cloud, the rain was pouring down on it, and Malika was crying loudly. Brother Salim did not pay attention to this. After that, Dilbar’s sister also started to feel sad. “Let’s go back,” said Salim, saying that he had arrived.

And finally they arrived after walking for 5 hours. There was no sign of the dark clouds from the heavy rain.

– Tin

– It’s okay though

– Be quiet, listen to the sound of nature, there is no such air in the city.

– Yes, I know

They entered the yard with joy. The yard was not very big, 4 rooms. But there were strange pictures painted on the walls. Dilbar looked at them a little daydreaming and his eyes fell on his wife. Salim went out carrying his daughter. And Dilbar is looking at them from the window.

– Dad, come home, a dark cloud is coming

– Right now

Brother Salim was happy. In order to play with his daughter, he began to shoot her up. It rained so much. They didn’t want to go inside even though the ground was slippery. Later, the princess did not like this and began to type. Suddenly, due to Salim’s carelessness, the baby fell to the ground. The baby’s head hit the stone. Salim was afraid that he would go after his daughter, so he was also injured. His leg was broken. Dilbar could not move, he could see this situation but could not do anything. Then a person appeared. The charmer did not know who he was. The reason was that he was caught by a thick blanket. If you can’t protect the blessing given to you by sitting next to Dilbar, it’s a pity, such a blessing will not be returned, he said, protect it.

Dilbar kept crying but could not go there. It was as if the leg was not pulling. Dilbar was crying, as if he was washing his clothes with tears dripping from his eyes. Then Salim Dilbarni came to him

– Be charming. You’ve been crying about something for a long time. Your clothes are getting wet

– My daughter, my daughter, where is the Princess?

– Why are you panicking? Do as I say quickly and change your clothes. You will catch a cold when your clothes are wet

– Was it a dream?

He went straight to the room where his daughter was walking. He remembered his dream of seeing his sweetly sleeping daughter. Cold sweat broke out from his body. They returned home.

Later, after this dream, he took his daughter to the kindergarten, where he did not believe in the sky. The reason is that those words stuck in a part of his brain as if they were engraved on a stone

“If you can’t protect the blessing that God has given you, it’s a pity for you, such a blessing will not be returned” these words kept spinning in his mind. The truth is that he has no children except his daughter Malika…….