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\"istref<\/a>Tregim nga Istref Haxhillari<\/strong><\/p>\n

Rruga vinte e ngusht\u00eb dhe e rr\u00ebpirt\u00eb, sp\u00ebrdredhur p\u00ebrmes drur\u00ebsh t\u00eb lart\u00eb. N\u00ebp\u00ebr kurorat e aheve t\u00eb vjet\u00ebr, rrezet e diellit ravij\u00ebzonin ngjyra midis s\u00eb kuqes dhe s\u00eb gjelbr\u00ebs. Tutje nga jugu liqeni shk\u00eblqente si ndonj\u00eb pasqyr\u00eb e thyer, harruar nga nxitimi.<\/p>\n

Her\u00ebt n\u00eb m\u00ebngjes sharr\u00ebxhinjt\u00eb zvarrisnin trungjet. T\u00ebrhiqnin me capina trupa t\u00eb m\u00ebdhenj, i stivosnin an\u00ebve t\u00eb xhades\u00eb. Trungjet e gjat\u00eb shkonin p\u00ebr kompesat\u00eb e rimeso, t\u00eb shkurtrit \u00e7aheshin d\u00ebrrasa.<\/p>\n

B\u00ebrtisnin, b\u00ebnin shaka, nxeheshin kur nuk ecte puna.<\/p>\n

-M\u00eb lart, – i thirri Tarja shokut t\u00eb brigad\u00ebs.<\/p>\n

Kurti nxori maj\u00ebn e capin\u00ebs, me nj\u00eb t\u00eb hovur e \u00e7oi pak m\u00eb sip\u00ebr. Tarja ia mori nga dora e nguli dy p\u00ebll\u00ebmb\u00eb mbi shenj\u00ebn e par\u00eb.<\/p>\n

-K\u00ebtu, – i tha, – kur do ta kuptosh?<\/p>\n

-Pse, – u tkurr Kurti i pak\u00ebnaqur, – nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb nj\u00eblloj?<\/p>\n

-Nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb, – hung\u00ebriu Tarja. E m\u00ebsonte t\u00eb b\u00ebhej sharr\u00ebxhi i mir\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Kurtit i p\u00eblqente forca e tij. E t\u00ebrhoqi trungun me capin\u00ebn vendosur aty ku duhej dhe ai e ndoqi pas si manar.<\/p>\n

-E pash\u00eb p\u00ebrs\u00ebri n\u00eb m\u00ebngjes, kapardisej. – Hera e dyt\u00eb q\u00eb i tregonte p\u00ebr djalin e Tiran\u00ebs.<\/p>\n

-Na m\u00ebrzite, – ia ktheu Tarja, – le t\u00eb kapardiset.<\/p>\n

-Ka nj\u00eb jav\u00eb n\u00eb kantjer, askush nuk e di \u00e7\u2019\u00ebsht\u00eb ky njeri!<\/p>\n

Tarja rrotulloi capin\u00ebn, e futi posht\u00eb trungut n\u00ebn gung\u00ebn q\u00eb l\u00ebshonte l\u00ebng t\u00eb verdh\u00eb si qelb, num\u00ebroi deri n\u00eb tre dhe e hodh\u00ebn mbi stiv\u00eb. P\u00ebshtyu duart e skuqura, iu afrua trungut tjet\u00ebr.<\/p>\n

-Si e quajn\u00eb? – pyeti me syt\u00eb nga trupat.<\/p>\n

-Ndihm\u00ebskuzhinieri m\u00eb tha Leo, – u p\u00ebrgjigj Kurti.<\/p>\n

Druri kishte ngecur n\u00eb kllap\u00eb dhe Tarja erdhi rrotull t\u00eb gjente pozicion t\u00eb volitsh\u00ebm. Kurti priste nga ana tjet\u00ebr.<\/p>\n

-S\u2019t\u00eb duket \u00e7udi? \u00c7far\u00eb emri!<\/p>\n

-N\u00eb Tiran\u00eb nuk i v\u00ebn\u00eb emrat si k\u00ebtej nga ne, – tha Tarja.<\/p>\n

Af\u00ebr mesdit\u00ebs mbaruan, zun\u00eb vend buz\u00eb rrug\u00ebs t\u00eb prisnin \u201cSkodat\u201d. Brigadat e tjera ndodheshin larg. D\u00ebgjoheshin p\u00ebrplasjet e trupave, goditjet e sopatave, bisedat. Pylli kumbonte me jehon\u00eb t\u00eb mbytur e t\u00eb zgjatur.<\/p>\n

Makinat e r\u00ebnda me dopjo gom\u00eb mb\u00ebrrit\u00ebn n\u00eb mesdit\u00eb. Shofer\u00ebt e dinin, sharr\u00ebxhinjt\u00eb nuk i b\u00ebnin gati shpejt ngarkesat, prandaj vonoheshin. Q\u00ebllonte t\u00eb prisnin me or\u00eb. \u201cSkoda\u201d e par\u00eb q\u00ebndroi pa arritur te stiva e tyre.<\/p>\n

-Na e kaluan. – Tarja qe ngritur n\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00eb me t\u00eb d\u00ebgjuar zhurm\u00ebn e makin\u00ebs, po d\u00ebgjoi frenat t\u00eb fishk\u00ebllejn\u00eb dhe u kthye.<\/p>\n

-Tjetra do nj\u00eb or\u00eb t\u00eb vij\u00eb, – tha t\u00ebr\u00eb mllef.<\/p>\n

Ngaq\u00eb nuk kishte si t\u00eb shtynte koh\u00ebn, zuri t\u00eb v\u00ebshtroj\u00eb pyllin.<\/p>\n

Gungat e kodrave veshur me ahe t\u00eb mo\u00e7\u00ebm mbushnin horizontin nga t\u00eb gjitha an\u00ebt. Nj\u00eb tym i p\u00ebrhimt\u00eb p\u00ebrk\u00ebdhelte or\u00eb e \u00e7ast deg\u00ebt e holla dhe gjethet q\u00eb nuk linin drit\u00ebn t\u00eb prekte tok\u00ebn. Bim\u00ebsia ishte anemike, e zverdhur.<\/p>\n

Kurti trazonte dheun me shkop nga ata q\u00eb u ngulnin trupave p\u00ebr t\u00eb kapur capinat. B\u00ebri nj\u00eb kapic\u00eb t\u00eb lag\u00ebsht, t\u00eb zez\u00eb. Mendja i rrinte te i huaji.<\/p>\n

-Si thua, pse t\u00eb ket\u00eb ardhur? – e pyeti Taren.<\/p>\n

-As e kam vrar\u00eb mendjen.<\/p>\n

-Mos \u00ebsht\u00eb prej atyre?<\/p>\n

-S\u2019e besoj. T\u00eb qe ashtu ngjitej si rrodhje.<\/p>\n

-Ama trup, skalitur me dor\u00eb, – tha Kurti me ton ziliqar.<\/p>\n

Tares i dogji. Mbahej m\u00eb i forti i sharr\u00ebxhinjve. Peshonte nj\u00ebqind kilogram, barkun e kishte pet\u00eb, muskujt t\u00eb fort\u00eb gur. Duronte nj\u00eb goditje me dru ose shishe pa iu dridhur qerpiku. Vet\u00ebm mund\u00ebsi i Alarupit e sfiliti, e kapte n\u00eb ca vende delikate. Gati u dor\u00ebzua, derisa e nxori barazim me v\u00ebshtir\u00ebsi.<\/p>\n

-Mund\u00ebs profesionist, – mburrej me at\u00eb ndeshje, kur e sillte rasti. – N\u00eb ije vinte i ngusht\u00eb. \u00c7\u2019e do e kuptova von\u00eb.<\/p>\n

-Me k\u00ebt\u00eb zor se ia del, – tha me naivitet Kurti.<\/p>\n

-E pse t\u00eb mos ia dal?<\/p>\n

-Je i lodhur. Ai t\u00ebr\u00eb dit\u00ebn rri, zd\u00ebrhallet. Duhet t\u00eb jet\u00eb m\u00eb i gjat\u00eb.<\/p>\n

-Ti ke qef t\u00eb zihem? – u g\u00ebrmush Tarja.<\/p>\n

-Jo, aspak, t\u00eb ndeshesh po t\u00eb duash.<\/p>\n

-L\u00ebre k\u00ebt\u00eb muhabet.<\/p>\n

Djali i Tiran\u00ebs v\u00ebrtitej n\u00ebp\u00ebr kantjer. Dit\u00ebn bridhte pyllit i vetmuar, kthehej n\u00eb drek\u00eb, flinte. Mbr\u00ebmjen e kalonte n\u00eb klub, zinte tavolin\u00ebn e fundit teke. Aty ulej rrall\u00eb drejtori ose ndonj\u00eb nga administrata kur b\u00ebnin inspektim, po ai s\u2019dukej t\u00eb ishte nga ata. Sharr\u00ebxhinjt\u00eb nuk i kishin qef p\u00ebrgjegj\u00ebsit, i kthenin kurrizin tavolin\u00ebs teke. P\u00ebrsh\u00ebndesnin vet\u00ebm kur i njihnin.<\/p>\n

K\u00ebt\u00eb nuk e njihnin.<\/p>\n

Tarja s\u2019kishte koh\u00eb t\u00eb mendonte gj\u00ebra t\u00eb tilla. Ngastra qe e v\u00ebshtir\u00eb. Ahet mishtor\u00eb me zor rr\u00ebzoheshin p\u00ebr shkak t\u00eb hijes. Motorrseka avanconte ngadal\u00eb, u duhej t\u00eb mprihnin disa her\u00eb rresht zinxhirin. Nyjet e trungjeve i shp\u00ebtonin motorrit, laspitjen e b\u00ebnte sopata. Koha humbiste me sh\u00ebrbime.<\/p>\n

\u201cSkoda\u201d e radh\u00ebs vonoi. Tarja u inatos, shau. Shoferi i hapi udh\u00eb, nuk donte t\u00eb matej me t\u00eb. Pasi e ngarkuan, sistemuan veglat dhe u nis\u00ebn.<\/p>\n

Ecnin pa folur.<\/p>\n

Muzgu zbriste ngadal\u00eb, err\u00ebsonte pamjen. Mjegulla e leht\u00eb karakteristike p\u00ebr lart\u00ebsit\u00eb binte si perde e holl\u00eb p\u00ebrmbi kantjerin e zhytur mes pyllit t\u00eb ahut. Llamba elektrike ngjitur pas shtyll\u00ebs shp\u00ebrndante drit\u00eb t\u00eb mekur, njer\u00ebzit shquheshin me zor si pun\u00eb hijesh l\u00ebviz\u00ebse. Klubi n\u00eb qend\u00ebr t\u00eb kantjerit sh\u00ebrbente edhe mens\u00eb, edhe vend p\u00ebr kalimin e koh\u00ebs s\u00eb lir\u00eb. Dit\u00ebn boshatisej, mbr\u00ebmjeve g\u00eblonte deri von\u00eb. Shumica pinin pa hesap, deheshin, nganj\u00ebher\u00eb ziheshin p\u00ebr hi\u00e7mosgj\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Zun\u00eb vend n\u00eb t\u00eb par\u00ebn tavolin\u00eb t\u00eb lir\u00eb.<\/p>\n

-\u00c7\u2019far\u00eb do t\u00eb ham\u00eb? – pyeti Kurti. Nuk kishte kamerier, klient\u00ebt vinin n\u00eb sportel jepnin porosin\u00eb, q\u00ebndonin n\u00eb radh\u00eb t\u00eb merrnin pjatat. Pijet i sh\u00ebrbenin n\u00eb banak.<\/p>\n

-Tav\u00eb kosi, mish me bamje, makarona. Edhe birr\u00eb, – tha Tarja.<\/p>\n

N\u00eb sportel prisnin pun\u00ebtor\u00ebt e rinj. Kurti zuri radh\u00ebn pas tyre. Her\u00eb pas here hidhte v\u00ebshtrimin nga fundi i mens\u00ebs.<\/p>\n

N\u00eb tavolin\u00ebn e qoshes, djali i Tiran\u00ebs, ai q\u00eb thoshin se quhej Leo, rrinte mb\u00ebshtetur\u00a0 shpin\u00ebs s\u00eb karriges me k\u00ebmb\u00eb hedhur mbi nj\u00ebra-tjetr\u00ebn. Thithte ngesh\u00ebm cigaren, v\u00ebshtronte\u00a0 sharr\u00ebxhinjt\u00eb. Mbante jelek boj\u00eb kremi dhe k\u00ebmish\u00eb t\u00eb bardh\u00eb bor\u00eb. N\u00eb fytyr\u00eb vinte i mbushur me ca nofulla t\u00eb m\u00ebdha si prej kali. Flok\u00ebt e rrall\u00eb i kishte n\u00eb ngjyr\u00ebn e shiut t\u00eb pist\u00eb. Rruar taze, dallonte prej sharr\u00ebxhinjve mjekrosh\u00eb veshur dosido, t\u00eb pluhurosur e djersitur.<\/p>\n

-Si do ta mbyllni muajin? – pyeti nga tavolina p\u00ebrball\u00eb Nekiu, nj\u00eb burr\u00eb me mosh\u00eb t\u00eb paqart\u00eb; mund t\u2019i jepje dyzet ose gjasht\u00ebdhjet\u00eb vjet. P\u00ebrtypej shpejt, fjal\u00ebt i dilnin me nd\u00ebrprerje, t\u00eb cop\u00ebzuara.<\/p>\n

-Themi t\u00eb arrijm\u00eb nga tet\u00ebmij\u00eb, – u p\u00ebrgjigj, – e pat\u00ebm v\u00ebshtir\u00eb.<\/p>\n

-E di, – tha Nekiu i menduar, – muajin tjet\u00ebr na bie ngastra atje.<\/p>\n

-Ke vajtur n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi k\u00ebto koh\u00eb? – nd\u00ebrroi tem\u00ebn e bised\u00ebs.<\/p>\n

-Jo, – tha Tarja. Syt\u00eb e zinj, t\u00eb shndritsh\u00ebm iu squll\u00ebn. Jeta e malit i r\u00ebndonte.<\/p>\n

M\u00ebngjeseve zgjohej me barr\u00ebn e r\u00ebnd\u00eb t\u00eb vetmis\u00eb, ndiente sa shum\u00eb i mungonin dimensionet njer\u00ebzore t\u00eb mishit dhe gjakut t\u00eb jet\u00ebs.<\/p>\n

-Larg sht\u00ebpis\u00eb, – m\u00ebrm\u00ebriti, – u b\u00ebm\u00eb njer\u00ebz t\u00eb eg\u00ebr. \u00c7far\u00eb dreqin s\u2019m\u00eb shkon n\u00ebp\u00ebr\u00a0 mend!<\/p>\n

-Eh! – r\u00ebnkoi Nekiu.<\/p>\n

Hodhi syt\u00eb nga i huaji me nj\u00ebr\u00ebn vetull gjysm\u00eb t\u00eb ngritur.<\/p>\n

-Cili \u00ebsht\u00eb? – e pyeti.<\/p>\n

-Nuk e di, – ia ktheu Tarja, – as e kam patur mendjen.<\/p>\n

-\u00c7do nat\u00eb krekoset n\u00eb tavolin\u00ebn teke, sikur b\u00ebn karshill\u00ebk. T\u00eb qe nga ata t\u00eb nd\u00ebrmarrjes do t\u00eb kishte ikur me koh\u00eb.<\/p>\n

-Nuk besoj, – tha Tarja.<\/p>\n

-V\u00ebrtet \u00ebsht\u00eb nga Tirana? – e pyeti Nekiun.<\/p>\n

-K\u00ebshtu thon\u00eb, po s\u2019dihet me siguri. Ngaq\u00eb \u00ebsht\u00eb veshur ndryshe besoj.<\/p>\n

Kurti solli pjatat. Filluan t\u00eb han\u00eb nxituar me trupin k\u00ebrrusur p\u00ebrpara. Tarja ngrinte her\u00eb pas here krikll\u00ebn e birr\u00ebs. Kurti pinte raki d\u00ebllinje \u201cJuniperos<\/em>\u201d.<\/p>\n

Pjesa m\u00eb e madhe mbaruan s\u00eb ngr\u00ebni, puna e kuzhin\u00ebs u pak\u00ebsua. Ndihm\u00ebsi vajti t\u00eb\u00a0 shoq\u00ebronte t\u00eb huajin. E b\u00ebnte \u00e7do mbr\u00ebmje. Ai i zgjati nj\u00eb krik\u00ebll t\u00eb madhe dhe vazhdoi t\u00eb shikonte sharr\u00ebxhinjt\u00eb.<\/p>\n

-Han\u00eb t\u00eb bab\u00ebzitur, – buz\u00ebqeshi ftoht\u00eb me shpoti. Z\u00ebrin e kishte t\u00eb kthjell\u00ebt e ting\u00ebllues, syt\u00eb jeshil t\u00eb err\u00ebt.<\/p>\n

-Jan\u00eb t\u00eb uritur, – tha ndihm\u00ebskuzhinieri, – rropaten t\u00ebr\u00eb dit\u00ebn.<\/p>\n

-Lahen ndonj\u00ebher\u00eb?<\/p>\n

-T\u00eb dielave n\u00eb dushet e fjetoreve.<\/p>\n

-\u00c7\u2019jet\u00eb muti! – n\u00ebp\u00ebrdh\u00ebmbi me neveri.<\/p>\n

-Nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb mir\u00eb t\u00eb d\u00ebgjojn\u00eb, – tha ndihm\u00ebskuzhninieri, – mund t\u00eb hysh n\u00eb telashe. Ata nuk mendojn\u00eb ashtu.<\/p>\n

Leo qeshi. N\u00eb fytyr\u00ebn e past\u00ebr prej qoseje u end nj\u00eb tallje e madhe.<\/p>\n

Ndihm\u00ebsin e thirr\u00ebn n\u00eb banak. Kur u afrua pran\u00eb tavolin\u00ebs s\u00eb tyre,Tarja e ndaloi.<\/p>\n

-\u00c7far\u00eb t\u00eb tha? – e pyeti.<\/p>\n

-Asgj\u00eb me r\u00ebnd\u00ebsi, fjal\u00eb koti.<\/p>\n

-Cili \u00ebsht\u00eb?<\/p>\n

-E quajn\u00eb Leo.<\/p>\n

-K\u00ebt\u00eb e mora vesh, po p\u00ebrse ka erdhur?<\/p>\n

-Nuk e di. – Ndihm\u00ebskuzhinieri u largua me nxit. I bezdisur.<\/p>\n

-G\u00ebnjen, – tha Kurti, – e vura re kur fliste me syt\u00eb nga pun\u00ebtor\u00ebt. Njeri fodull.<\/p>\n

Tares nuk i p\u00eblqeu shprehja e fytyr\u00ebs s\u00eb Leos. Filloi t\u00eb ndihej i posht\u00ebruar nga prania e tij, veshja sqimatare, p\u00ebrbuzja e hapur. Q\u00ebndrimi i ndihm\u00ebskuzhinierit e nervozoi.<\/p>\n

-E \u00e7far\u00eb mund t\u00eb ket\u00eb th\u00ebn\u00eb?<\/p>\n

-Po ja q\u00eb jemi parruar, druvar\u00eb.<\/p>\n

-Jo, – e kund\u00ebrshtoi, – nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb kjo. Po t\u00eb jet\u00eb k\u00ebshtu pun\u00eb e madhe.<\/p>\n

-Mund t\u00eb ket\u00eb th\u00ebn\u00eb ndonj\u00eb gj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr m\u00eb t\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00eb, – tha Kurti. – Ku ta dim\u00eb?<\/p>\n

Tarja u inatos. Damari n\u00eb an\u00ebn e djatht\u00eb i l\u00ebvizi si nep\u00ebrk\u00eb. Trupmadh i djersitur, me flok\u00ebt e dendur prer\u00eb shkurt, l\u00ebkur\u00ebn e zeshk\u00ebt t\u00eb kujtonte boksier\u00ebt me ngjyr\u00eb t\u00eb peshave t\u00eb r\u00ebnda, nd\u00ebrsa mustaqet e gjata kthyer posht\u00eb i jepnin pamje jevgjiti. Nuk duronte t\u2019i thoshe ashtu, ofendohej.<\/p>\n

Kurti ia pikasi mendimet.<\/p>\n

-Tani s\u2019m\u00eb duket gj\u00eb, m\u00eb shum\u00eb ngjan fodull e mendjemadh, i urren pun\u00ebtor\u00ebt.<\/p>\n

-S\u2019e ka mir\u00eb, – tha Tarja, – i duhet dh\u00ebn\u00eb nj\u00eb m\u00ebsim.<\/p>\n

-E \u00e7\u2019pun\u00eb kemi ne?<\/p>\n

-Kemi, – tha Tarja.<\/p>\n

Kuzhinier\u00ebt po mblidhnin pjatat e boshatisura dhe gotat e pijeve. Ishte shpejt p\u00ebr t\u00eb fjetur. Disa shikonin nga ekrani i televizorit vendosur mbi dy kanxha hekuri n\u00eb mur. Nekiu hapi letrat e bixhozit. Ata t\u00eb tavolin\u00ebs af\u00ebr sportelit luanin domino kat\u00ebrshe, her\u00eb-her\u00eb shp\u00ebrthenin n\u00eb britma.<\/p>\n

Pun\u00ebtor\u00ebt rrinin gjersa i mb\u00ebrthente gjumi, pastaj ngjiteshin n\u00eb fjetore. T\u00eb dehurit vazhdonin t\u00eb pinin, grindeshin me vete, dremitnin karrigeve.<\/p>\n

Ndihm\u00ebsi u afrua n\u00eb tavolin\u00ebn e tyre t\u00eb pastronte, Tarja e zuri p\u00ebr krahu me inat.<\/p>\n

-Pse nuk thua t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00ebn?<\/p>\n

-\u00c7\u2019t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb?<\/p>\n

-P\u00ebrse biseduat?<\/p>\n

-Asgj\u00eb me r\u00ebnd\u00ebsi, fjal\u00eb t\u00eb zakonshme. M\u00eb qeras me ndonj\u00eb got\u00eb birr\u00eb, s\u2019ka t\u00eb njohur k\u00ebtu.<\/p>\n

-Ja t\u00eb ka ty, – i tha me ironi t\u00eb hapur.<\/p>\n

-As mua. – Ndihm\u00ebsi u sh\u00ebmtua n\u00eb fytyr\u00eb. Tarja e shtr\u00ebngonte gjithnj\u00eb e m\u00eb shum\u00eb. E\u00a0 l\u00ebshoi dhe u kthye nga shoku i tij.<\/p>\n

-M\u00eb sill nj\u00eb \u201cKor\u00e7a\u201d,\u00a0 – i tha, – po deshe merr raki p\u00ebr vete, k\u00ebto i kam un\u00eb. Pinte krikll\u00ebn e shtat\u00eb. T\u00eb madhe.<\/p>\n

-U b\u00ebn\u00eb goxha, – foli me drojtje Kurti.<\/p>\n

-T\u00eb dukem gj\u00eb i dehur? – u sk\u00ebrimt. Qe natyr\u00eb emocionale.<\/p>\n

-Jo, e mban mir\u00eb, je n\u00eb rregull. – Kurtit po i mbylleshin syt\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Ndihm\u00ebskuzhinieri vajti p\u00ebrs\u00ebri n\u00eb tavolin\u00ebn teke. Leo i vuri p\u00ebrpara got\u00ebn e birr\u00ebs, t\u00eb p\u00ebrgjysmuar.<\/p>\n

-P\u00ebrse t\u00eb uli? – e pyeti i vrenjtur. Me ton paksa t\u00eb ngritur.<\/p>\n

-Ki kujdes prej tij, – tha ndihm\u00ebsi, duke iu shmangur p\u00ebrgjigjes direkte, – nuk b\u00ebn shaka kurr\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Leo nuk foli, vazhdoi t\u00eb pinte dhe v\u00ebshtronte pun\u00ebtor\u00ebt. Nga cepi i buz\u00ebs s\u00eb rrudhur buronte shp\u00ebrfillje e hapur: sharr\u00ebxhiu mustaqelli nuk ia mbushi syrin.<\/p>\n

N\u00eb krikll\u00ebn e nj\u00ebmb\u00ebdhjet\u00eb Tarja u ngrit. Pas tij karrigia ra me zhurm\u00eb t\u00eb that\u00eb. I madh e i r\u00ebnd\u00eb si ndonj\u00eb statuj\u00eb guri, ktheu kok\u00ebn nga tavolina teke.<\/p>\n

P\u00ebr nj\u00eb \u00e7ast v\u00ebshtrimet u takuan.<\/p>\n

Leo u mblodh instiktivisht. Ulur n\u00eb karrige Tarja i qe dukur nj\u00eblloj si t\u00eb tjer\u00ebt. Muskujt e krah\u00ebve l\u00ebviz\u00ebn p\u00ebrmbi k\u00ebmish\u00eb si kafsh\u00ebza t\u00eb fshehta dinake, po n\u00eb syt\u00eb e gjelb\u00ebr u shfaq\u00ebn shenjat e frik\u00ebs. E pa veten t\u00eb pashpres\u00eb si n\u00eb rastet kur gjahtari bie n\u00eb situat\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00eb v\u00ebshtir\u00eb se vet\u00eb gjahu.<\/p>\n

Banjat nd\u00ebrtuar me d\u00ebrrasa ahu t\u00eb pazdruguara ndodheshin rreth nj\u00ebqind metra larg. Era e leht\u00eb p\u00ebrp\u00eblitej n\u00ebp\u00ebr ahishta, diku uturonte nj\u00eb gj\u00ebmim i mbytur, i zem\u00ebruar. Sapo kap\u00ebrceu pragun, Tarja ndjeu kund\u00ebrmimin e ath\u00ebt t\u00eb drur\u00ebve t\u00eb porsaprer\u00eb. Lag\u00ebshtia e nat\u00ebs iu p\u00ebrplas n\u00eb fytyr\u00ebn e ndezur flak\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Reflekset iu gjall\u00ebruan n\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb t\u00eb pabesueshme, n\u00eb kok\u00eb i zjenin mendime t\u00eb mbrapshta. Mug\u00ebtira p\u00ebrtypte pa m\u00ebshir\u00eb zem\u00ebrimin e tij.<\/p>\n

\u201cOj, po kjo! – thoshte me vete, – nuk m\u00eb kan\u00eb z\u00ebn\u00eb syt\u00eb spitullaq t\u00eb till\u00eb\u201d.<\/p>\n

Kishte d\u00ebshir\u00eb t\u00eb pap\u00ebrballueshme t\u2019ia shihte t\u00eb ndotur k\u00ebmish\u00ebn, jelekun elegant. Damari n\u00eb an\u00ebn e djatht\u00eb i l\u00ebvrinte si i gjall\u00eb. Sa vinte nxehej. N\u00eb t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb qe nj\u00eb inat misterioz. Faji i t\u00eb huajit q\u00ebndronte n\u00eb faktin se nuk kishte nj\u00eb faj t\u00eb duksh\u00ebm dhe t\u00eb p\u00ebrshtatsh\u00ebm.<\/p>\n

E dinte, po t\u00eb vinte n\u00eb tavolin\u00ebn teke nuk do t\u00eb p\u00ebrmbahej.<\/p>\n

Mendjen e kishte t\u00eb mjegulluar, v\u00ebshtrimin e ngul\u00ebt, t\u00eb friksh\u00ebm. Donte t\u00eb p\u00ebrballej, t\u00eb shtypte kureshtjen dhe zem\u00ebrimin e kot\u00eb q\u00eb ndiente p\u00ebrbrenda. P\u00ebrpiqej t\u00eb sajojnte nj\u00eb fraz\u00eb argumentimi n\u00eb kok\u00eb, derisa kuturisi:<\/p>\n

\u201cDomosdo meriton nj\u00eb m\u00ebsim t\u00eb mir\u00eb.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNuk do t\u2019i le koh\u00eb t\u00eb mbrohet e t\u00eb godas\u00eb. Kam qef t\u2019i plasi gjaku nga hund\u00ebt, t\u2019i ndraget k\u00ebmisha e bardh\u00eb, jeleku.\u201d<\/p>\n

Jeta e tij mbushej shpesh me grindje t\u00eb kota.<\/p>\n

Kapsalliti syt\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u2019u siguruar se po b\u00ebnte at\u00eb q\u00eb duhej dhe hyri n\u00eb mens\u00eb i vendosur.<\/p>\n

Tavolina teke qe bosh\u2026<\/p>\n

-\u00c7\u2019ishte ky bi\u00e7im? – d\u00ebgjoi t\u00eb pyeste nj\u00eb burr\u00eb i moshuar. Me sa dukej deri at\u00ebhere nuk ia pat\u00ebn z\u00ebn\u00eb syt\u00eb.<\/p>\n

Askush nuk u p\u00ebrgjigj. T\u00eb gjith\u00eb p\u00ebrtypnin t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn pyetje.<\/p>\n

Jasht\u00eb mjegulla mbulonte kantjerin me cip\u00eb t\u00eb holl\u00eb t\u00eb pal\u00ebvizshme.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

E diel, 2 tetor 2011<\/p>\n

Bishnic\u00eb, Pogradec.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Tregim nga Istref Haxhillari Rruga vinte e ngusht\u00eb dhe e rr\u00ebpirt\u00eb, sp\u00ebrdredhur p\u00ebrmes drur\u00ebsh t\u00eb lart\u00eb. N\u00ebp\u00ebr kurorat e aheve t\u00eb vjet\u00ebr, rrezet e diellit ravij\u00ebzonin ngjyra midis s\u00eb kuqes dhe s\u00eb gjelbr\u00ebs. Tutje nga jugu liqeni shk\u00eblqente si ndonj\u00eb pasqyr\u00eb e thyer, harruar nga nxitimi.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":5731,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[8],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5730","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-proze"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5730","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=5730"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5730\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":5732,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5730\/revisions\/5732"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/5731"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=5730"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=5730"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/revistakuvendi.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=5730"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}