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\"\" Lis Bukuraca<\/strong><\/p>\n

– Nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb ende darka gati?- pyeti ai me nj\u00eb z\u00eb t\u00eb lart\u00eb, qortues dhe ndezi televizorin duke u shtrir\u00eb n\u00eb divan. Mori gazet\u00ebn n\u00eb dor\u00eb, i hodhi nj\u00eb shikim titujve t\u00eb faqes s\u00eb par\u00eb dhe e hodhi mbi tavolin\u00eb.
\n– Un\u00eb punoj t\u00ebr\u00eb dit\u00ebn dhe kjo \u00ebsht\u00eb dhurata, q\u00eb m\u00eb b\u00ebn ti mua?!
\n– E pata djalin te mjeku,- u p\u00ebrgjigj Albana.
\n– Sapo u ktheva nga puna, pes\u00eb minuat para teje.
\n– Aha! – psher\u00ebtiu ai.
\n– Darka \u00ebsht\u00eb gati, duhet vet\u00ebm t\u00eb nxehet,- u d\u00ebgjua p\u00ebrs\u00ebri z\u00ebri i saj nga kuzhina.
\n– Vet\u00ebm t\u00eb nxehet! – tha Luani me vete dhe solli kok\u00ebn.
\n– Ti kurr\u00eb nuk b\u00ebhesh njeri, fajet i ka n\u00ebna jote\u201d, shtoi ai i nevrikosur dhe i padurim.
\n– P\u00ebr p
\nes\u00eb minuat \u00ebsht\u00eb gati, t\u00eb lutem, vet\u00ebm pes\u00eb minuta…, e luti ajo me z\u00eb t\u00eb ngroht\u00eb.
\n– Lop\u00eb je ti, p\u00ebr fat nuk e sheh veten! – tha Luani. Ajo doli nga kuzhina me nj\u00eb lug\u00eb t\u00eb madhe druri n\u00eb dor\u00eb dhe u ndal\u00eb n\u00eb pragun e sallonit.
\n– Lop\u00eb m\u00eb thua, – dhe shtr\u00ebngoi lug\u00ebn e madhe.
\n– Po, lop\u00eb je ti! – p\u00ebrs\u00ebriti Luani duke e par\u00eb her\u00eb at\u00eb, her\u00eb lug\u00ebn e gjat\u00eb. K\u00ebt\u00eb her\u00eb u ndje i detyruar ta rris\u00eb z\u00ebrin akoma m\u00eb shum\u00eb, p\u00ebr t\u00b4i b\u00ebr\u00eb asaj t\u00eb qart\u00eb, se nuk frikohej nga luga.
\n– At\u00ebher\u00eb, m\u00eb blej nj\u00eb k\u00ebmbor\u00eb, pasi qenkam lop\u00eb, – i tha ajo duke humbur durimin. Albana qe kthyer nj\u00eb or\u00eb m\u00eb her\u00ebt se burri nga puna dhe pasi mori dy f\u00ebmij\u00ebt nga vjehrra, vrapoi te mjeku se djali i vog\u00ebl kishte ethet, prandaj edhe darka u vonua. Luanit nuk i p\u00eblqenin k\u00ebto rr\u00ebshqitje t\u00eb orarit. Darka duhej t\u00eb hahej me orarin e nj\u00ebjt\u00eb dhe t\u00eb sakt\u00eb. A i ka p\u00ebr \u00e7do dit\u00eb uri n\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn or\u00eb, k\u00ebshtu kishte qen\u00eb edhe n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb e tij dhe tani, nuk kishte arsye, n\u00eb bashk\u00ebshort\u00ebsi, t\u00eb krijohen rregulla t\u00eb reja.
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\n– E pse t\u00eb duhet k\u00ebmbora? – pyeti ai duke vazhduar me ngucjen.
\n– N\u00ebse din\u00eb t\u00eb blesh k\u00ebmbor\u00eb p\u00ebr lop\u00eb, at\u00ebher\u00eb fqinj\u00ebt kuptojn\u00eb se nuk je dem i tredhur! – i tha ajo duke qen\u00eb e vet\u00ebdijshme se po futej n\u00eb nj\u00eb fush\u00ebbetej\u00eb t\u00eb re, q\u00eb nuk kishte pasur guxim ta provoj\u00eb kurr\u00eb. – Dreq o pun\u00eb! – tha me vete, – ku mora guximin t\u00eb shprehem k\u00ebshtu?
\n– Nes\u00ebr kur kthehem nga puna, ta sjell\u00eb nj\u00eb,- i tha ai dhe n\u00ebnqeshi me ciniz\u00ebm. Nga floriri apo argjendi, si t\u00eb
\np\u00eblqen? – pyeti n\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb provokuese.
\n– T\u00eb lumt\u00eb! M\u00eb blej nj\u00eb nga zinku, k\u00ebshtu bota e kupton se mbete \u00e7oban!- i tha ajo dhe p\u00ebrs\u00ebri u habit me guximin e vet.
\n– Mbylle goj\u00ebn! – b\u00ebrtiti Luani duke humbur toruan, sa u d\u00ebgjua edhe jasht\u00eb. Albana nuk foli m\u00eb. Tryez\u00ebn e b\u00ebri gati, ai u ngrit dhe u ul\u00ebn me f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e tyre.
\n– M\u00eb jep uj\u00eb!- tha ai i nevrikosur. Albana i mbushi got\u00ebn. Luani e mori n\u00eb dor\u00eb dhe v\u00ebshtroi Alban\u00ebn duke sjell\u00eb kok\u00ebn i turbulluar n\u00eb mendje.
\n– M\u00eb jep buk\u00eb!- u d\u00ebgjua p\u00ebrs\u00ebri z\u00ebri i tij nervoz. Albana i preu nj\u00eb fet\u00eb dhe ia l\u00ebshoi mbi tryez\u00eb pran\u00eb dor\u00ebs s\u00eb tij.
\n– Pse nuk flet?- u \u00e7or ai befasisht duke i r\u00ebn\u00eb tryez\u00ebs me shuplak\u00eb. F\u00ebmij\u00ebt ia plas\u00ebn vajit.
\n– Respektova dekretin, i tha ajo shkurt dhe u kthye nga f\u00ebmij\u00ebt. – M\u00eb tha m\u00eb par\u00eb ta mbyll\u00eb goj\u00ebn,- dhe u largua pak\u00ebz me karrige nga tryeza. – E mbylla si deshe ti! Si mund t\u00eb flas\u00eb me goj\u00eb t\u00eb mbyllur? Po prisja dekretin e ri! Lirin\u00eb p\u00ebr hapjen e goj\u00ebs,- dhe e v\u00ebshtroi at\u00eb drejt n\u00eb sy pa p\u00ebrp\u00eblitur qerpik\u00ebt. U shikuan ashtu nj\u00eb cop\u00eb her\u00eb, ndal\u00ebn p\u00ebrtypjet, pastaj Luani uli shikimin mbi tryez\u00eb dhe vazhdoi t\u00b4i l\u00ebviz\u00eb nofullat. Albana g\u00eblltiti kafshat\u00ebn dhe nuk h\u00ebngri m\u00eb. Ajo u kujdes t\u00b4i qet\u00ebsoj\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00ebt dhe t\u00b4i ushqej\u00eb. N\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb \u00e7ast kuptoi se sa m\u00eb shum\u00eb q\u00eb heshtte, aq m\u00eb shum\u00eb shtypej, keqtrajtohej, dhunohej dhe ofendohej prej tij. Tani vendosi t\u00b4i jap\u00eb fund viktimizimit dhe gradualisht ta k\u00ebrkoj\u00eb nderin, q\u00eb meritonte. Tre vitet e fundit rrall\u00eb kishte d\u00ebgjuar ndonj\u00eb fjal\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u00eb prej tij apo ndonj\u00eb mir\u00ebnjohje: Kryesisht p\u00ebrbuzje, sharje dhe piskama. -Mjaft\u00eb m\u00eb, – tha ajo me vete. – Erdhi dita e V-s\u00eb s\u00eb madhe. Dita e vendimit!
\nLuani kishte fituar nj\u00eb pozit\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00eb lart\u00eb dhe mendonte se tani i duhej nj\u00eb grua e re, q\u00eb i p\u00ebrshtatet karrier\u00ebs s\u00eb tij. Nga keqtrajtimet e p\u00ebrditshme, shpresonte se Albana del nga sht\u00ebpia, i len\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00ebt aty dhe ky i d\u00ebrgon te n\u00ebna e tij dhe k\u00ebshtu i krijohet mund\u00ebsia e re. Koh\u00ebve t\u00eb fundit \u00ebnd\u00ebrronte nj\u00eb grua sorkadhe, m\u00eb t\u00eb re, flok\u00ebgjat\u00eb dhe gjoksfryr\u00eb, e cila do t\u00eb vishej shum\u00eb bukur, sexy dhe p\u00ebr t\u00eb cil\u00ebn ai nuk do t\u00eb ndjehej xheloz. Fundi fundit, nuk do t\u00b4ishte n\u00ebna e f\u00ebmij\u00ebve. P\u00ebr Alban\u00ebn kurora dhe familja e krijuar ishin t\u00eb shenjta dhe, as q\u00eb mendonte p\u00ebr ndarjen. \u00c7do dit\u00eb p\u00ebrpiqej me fjal\u00eb t\u00eb mira t\u00eb krijoj\u00eb nj\u00eb raport t\u00eb duruesh\u00ebm, por, aq sa m\u00eb e sjellshme tregohej ajo, aq m\u00eb shum\u00eb acarohej dhe merrte guxim ai.
\nT\u00eb premteve zakonisht Luani kthehej m\u00eb her\u00ebt nga puna dhe ajo vendosi q\u00eb pik\u00ebrisht at\u00eb dit\u00eb t\u00eb flas\u00eb me t\u00eb dhe t\u00b4i k\u00ebrkoj\u00eb ndryshimin e sjelljeve. Pas bised\u00ebs, shpresonte Albana, mund t\u00eb dalin edhe s\u00eb bashku n\u00eb qytet apo n\u00eb kinema. Her\u00ebn e fundit kishte par\u00eb me t\u00eb nj\u00eb film derisa ishin t\u00eb fejuar, m\u00eb von\u00eb, jo. Pak para or\u00ebs nj\u00ebzet e dy shkuan n\u00eb shtrat dhe ashtu pa folur, i kthyen shpin\u00ebn nj\u00ebri tjetrit. Luanin e zuri gjumi me nj\u00eb her\u00eb. Alban\u00ebn, jo. Fjal\u00ebt e r\u00ebnda, q\u00eb ia tha ai, nuk e linin t\u00eb qet\u00eb. Jeta e p\u00ebrditshme ishte b\u00ebr\u00eb e padurueshme. Deri n\u00eb or\u00ebn tre t\u00eb m\u00ebngjesit mendoi m\u00ebnyr\u00ebn se si ta organizoj\u00eb bised\u00ebn dhe sapo e p\u00ebrfundoi planin, mbylli syt\u00eb. T\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen, kur i d\u00ebrgoi f\u00ebmij\u00ebt te vjehrra, e luti at\u00eb t\u00b4 i gatuaj\u00eb nj\u00eb pite, si\u00e7 i p\u00eblqente Luanit, sepse piten q\u00eb i p\u00ebrgatiste ajo, ai gjithmon\u00eb e kishte p\u00ebrfolur, edhe pse gatuhej sipas udh\u00ebzimeve t\u00eb vjehrr\u00ebs.
\nDuke u kthyer nga puna, shkoi te ajo mori f\u00ebmij\u00ebt dhe piten. Luanin luante shah me nj\u00eb fqinj. Pas pak, fqinji iku, Albana p\u00ebrgatiti tryez\u00ebn dhe Luani u ngrit dhe i telefonoi n\u00ebn\u00ebs p\u00ebr ta fal\u00ebnderuar p\u00ebr piten e mrekullueshme…<\/p>\n

E premte. Binte nj\u00eb shi i im\u00ebt, me pika t\u00eb rralla. Fillimi i pranver\u00ebs dhe nuk i dihej: her\u00eb vran\u00ebt, her\u00eb diell. Ajo mbylli \u00e7adr\u00ebn rregulloi pak\u00ebz flok\u00ebt dhe hyri n\u00eb oborr. Sot ishte veshur bukur, me rrobe q\u00eb theksonin linjat e saja fem\u00ebrore, me taka pak t\u00eb larta, nj\u00eb fustan deri n\u00eb gjunj\u00eb dhe pak para se t\u00eb dilte nga puna, i b\u00ebri edhe buz\u00ebt t\u00eb kuqe. Pran\u00eb der\u00ebs s\u00eb sht\u00ebpis\u00eb pa nj\u00eb bisht t\u00eb lopat\u00ebs mb\u00ebshtetur p\u00ebr muri, q\u00eb kishte bler\u00eb Luani p\u00ebr t\u00eb punuar n\u00eb kopsht. E futi bishtin e lopat\u00ebs n\u00ebn sqetull\u00ebn e krahut t\u00eb majt\u00eb dhe me dor\u00ebn e djatht\u00eb, hapi der\u00ebn e hyrjes. Bishtin e lopat\u00ebs e mori t\u00b4ia p\u00ebrkujtoj\u00eb Luanit, sepse edhe ajo kishte nd\u00ebrmend t\u00eb mbjell\u00eb lule. – Edhe pse e ka bler\u00eb bishtin, me siguri zgjat\u00eb dy a tri jav\u00eb deri sa t\u00b4i a vej\u00eb lopat\u00ebs,- mendoi ajo. L\u00ebshoi \u00e7ant\u00ebn n\u00eb korridor, vari mantelin dhe mb\u00ebshteti bishtin e lopat\u00ebs n\u00eb kuzhin\u00eb q\u00eb ta shoh\u00eb Luani.
\n-Luan, ai more f\u00ebmij\u00ebt?- pyeti ajo me z\u00eb t\u00eb \u00ebmb\u00ebl nga kuzhina. Luani nuk u p\u00ebrgjigj. Shkoi n\u00eb dhom\u00ebn e ndej\u00ebs dhe e pa duke fjetur. Ai g\u00ebrhiste n\u00eb gjum\u00eb t\u00eb thell\u00eb.
\n– Luan, ku jan\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00ebt? – tha ajo me nj\u00eb z\u00eb t\u00eb zvargur. Luani ngriti kok\u00ebn ngadal\u00eb, me syt\u00eb gjysm\u00eb t\u00eb hapur u ul\u00eb dhe hodhi jast\u00ebkun n\u00eb fund t\u00eb divanit i eg\u00ebrsuar.
\n– \u00c7ka je lyer e ngjyer si nj\u00eb grua e p\u00ebrdal\u00eb? \u2013 b\u00ebrtiti ai. Albana ofshani thell\u00eb dhe uli kok\u00ebn.
\n– Shko merri ti f\u00ebmij\u00ebt! Ti e ke p\u00ebr detyr\u00eb. Ti je n\u00ebn\u00eb! Ec m\u00eb shpejt!- urdh\u00ebroi ai i acaruar.
\n– Jam shum\u00eb i lodhur dhe kam shum\u00eb uri dhe, shko e vishu si grua serioze, laje fytyr\u00ebn! – b\u00ebrtiti ai dhe u shtri p\u00ebrs\u00ebri, por tani n\u00eb an\u00ebn tjet\u00ebr t\u00eb divanit.
\n– Luan burri, m\u00eb d\u00ebgjo k\u00ebtu! Un\u00eb do t\u00eb shkoj t\u00b4i marr\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00ebt, por, brenda dhjet\u00eb minutave kthehem dhe kur t\u00eb kthehem, kur t\u00eb kthehem darka duhet t\u00eb jet\u00eb gati. – Darka duhet t\u00eb jet\u00eb gati,- e shqiptoi ngadal\u00eb, si n\u00eb klas\u00ebn e par\u00eb, duke b\u00ebr\u00eb nga nj\u00eb pushim t\u00eb vog\u00ebl pas \u00e7do do fjale dhe duke i theksuar mir\u00eb e mir\u00eb fjal\u00ebt me nj\u00eb p\u00ebrsosm\u00ebri fonetike. Me zanore t\u00eb pastra shqipe dhe bashk\u00ebting\u00ebllore t\u00eb shqiptuara mir\u00eb e drejt\u00eb. Luani u kthye n\u00eb an\u00ebn tjet\u00ebr dhe rregulloi jast\u00ebkun. Albana mori mantelin dhe doli furish\u00ebm p\u00ebrjashta duke murmuruar nd\u00ebrmjet dh\u00ebmb\u00ebve.<\/p>\n

(Disa burra t\u00eb gjitha grat\u00eb i shohin si n\u00ebna. Ata jan\u00eb m\u00ebsuar t\u00eb dremisin dhe t\u00eb dergjen, si n\u00eb sht\u00ebpit\u00eb e tyre. Bashk\u00ebshorten nuk e konsiderojn\u00eb si partnere t\u00eb barabart\u00eb, por si nj\u00eb dhurat\u00eb, nj\u00eb n\u00ebn\u00eb e dyt\u00eb n\u00eb sh\u00ebrbim t\u00eb tij. Ata nuk kuptojn\u00eb kurr\u00eb se shoqja, nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb vet\u00ebm n\u00ebn\u00eb e f\u00ebmij\u00ebve, por edhe bashk\u00ebshorte, me d\u00ebshira dhe plane p\u00ebr jet\u00ebn, kryesisht p\u00ebr rrjedh\u00ebn e saj. Burrat e till\u00eb, ndaj gruas s\u00eb tyre, gjat\u00eb dit\u00ebs, sillen si me n\u00ebn\u00ebn e vet, b\u00ebn dallim vet\u00ebm trysnia ndaj gruas dhe mir\u00ebnjohja ndaj n\u00ebn\u00ebs. K\u00ebta burra, ndaj n\u00ebn\u00ebs sillen me shum\u00eb dashuri, ndaj gruas me shum\u00eb arroganc\u00eb. Ata, disa vite pas martese, humbasin gjall\u00ebrin\u00eb dhe ca nga ca, por sigurt, p\u00ebrpiqen nga gruaja ta rikrijojn\u00eb n\u00ebn\u00ebn e tyre t\u00eb dyt\u00eb. Ky soj, kjo rac\u00eb e burrave, shum\u00eb rrall\u00eb apo kurr\u00eb nuk del me gruan jasht\u00eb, p\u00ebrjashtim b\u00ebjn\u00eb ndejat te t\u00eb af\u00ebrmit. Ata nuk \u00e7ajn\u00eb kok\u00ebn p\u00ebr lumturin\u00eb e gruas, por p\u00ebr rehatin\u00eb e vet! Grave t\u00eb tilla fatkeqe d\u00ebshp\u00ebrimi n\u00eb fytyr\u00eb u lexohet edhe n\u00eb rrug\u00eb! Mungesa e vet\u00ebveprimit, r\u00ebnia shpirt\u00ebrore dhe plog\u00ebshtia u shihen n\u00eb ball\u00eb! Ata burra nuk fal\u00ebnderohen kurr\u00eb dhe shp\u00ebrndajn\u00eb vet\u00ebm urdhra! Disa gra pas martese gjallojn\u00eb si n\u00eb nj\u00eb strehimore refugjat\u00ebsh. Refugjat\u00ebt mund t\u00eb dalin kur t\u00eb duan n\u00eb qytet, por jo jasht\u00eb qytetit. Grat\u00eb e pafat, me burra t\u00eb till\u00eb, kan\u00eb t\u00eb drejt\u00eb t\u00eb sh\u00ebtit\u00ebn n\u00eb oborr ose n\u00eb banes\u00eb!)
\nLuani zakonisht t\u00eb shtun\u00ebn dhe t\u00eb diel\u00ebn nuk punonte, por p\u00ebr Alban\u00ebn nuk kishte pushim kurr\u00eb. As kat\u00ebrmb\u00ebdhjet\u00eb shkurti, as tet\u00eb marsi, as nj\u00eb maji,: t\u00eb gjitha ishin dit\u00eb pune. P\u00ebr Luanin dit\u00eb pushimi ishin jo vet\u00ebm dit\u00ebt e fundit t\u00eb jav\u00ebs, por natyrisht edhe t\u00eb gjitha festat tjera shtet\u00ebrore.
\nPas nj\u00eb \u00e7erek ore, u kthye ajo n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi me dy f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e vegj\u00ebl. Nj\u00ebrin e kishte n\u00eb krah\u00eb, tjetrin e mbante p\u00ebr dore. I hodhi nj\u00eb shikim kuzhin\u00ebs dhe pa se nuk ishte l\u00ebvizur gj\u00eb nga vendi. I d\u00ebrgoi f\u00ebmij\u00ebt n\u00eb dhom\u00ebn e tyre dhe mbylli der\u00ebn. Luani zakonisht kur rrihte gruan, nuk lodhej a jan\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00ebt aty a jo. Ai ishte i bindur se burri i v\u00ebrtet\u00eb nuk duhet t\u00eb shikoj\u00eb k\u00ebto rrethana, por t\u00eb reagoj\u00eb ashtu si e k\u00ebrkon nevoja, \u00e7asti. Luani ishte eksploziv dhe sillej ashtu, kolerik. Albana ishte introverte dhe implozive. E hante veten, por nuk i tregonte askujt p\u00ebr gjendjen e vet t\u00eb mjer\u00eb.
\n-Jeanne d\u00b4Arc, Shota Galica, Jeanne d\u00b4Arc, Shota Galica,- p\u00ebrs\u00ebriti me vete Albana dhe mori bishtin e lopat\u00ebs nga kuzhina dhe e l\u00ebshoi majtas n\u00eb korridor, n\u00eb qoshe, pran\u00eb hyrjes s\u00eb sallonit.
\n– Pse nuk b\u00ebn ti dark\u00ebn gati? – b\u00ebrtit ajo duke e par\u00eb shtremb\u00ebr nga pragu i der\u00ebs.
\nLuani ngriti kok\u00ebn, shikoi i habitur dhe nuk u besoi vesh\u00ebve.
\n– Pse nuk e b\u00ebra dark\u00ebn gati? – D\u00ebgjova mir\u00eb apo jam n\u00eb \u00ebnd\u00ebrr? – pyeti ai me nj\u00eb v\u00ebshtrim t\u00eb hutuar dhe ton arrogant. P\u00ebr nj\u00eb \u00e7ast iu duk se u shemb sht\u00ebpia.
\n– Po, d\u00ebgjove mir\u00eb! T\u00eb pyeta, pse nuk e b\u00ebre ti dark\u00ebn gati p\u00ebr f\u00ebmij\u00ebt tu dhe p\u00ebr shoqen t\u00ebnde,- p\u00ebrs\u00ebriti ajo tani duke ngritur z\u00ebrin m\u00eb shum\u00eb se ai.
\n– Mos je \u00e7mendur? Un\u00eb t\u00eb b\u00ebj\u00eb dark\u00ebn ty?- piskati ai. – Un\u00eb Luani Kreshta, burr\u00eb, trim me flet, t\u00eb marr\u00eb fultere n\u00eb dor\u00eb! Mos vall\u00eb ke d\u00ebshir\u00eb t\u00eb vishem edhe me fustan? – pyeti ai edhe nj\u00eb her\u00eb duke qen\u00eb i bindur se krejt kjo ishte nj\u00eb keqkuptim.
\n– Po! Ti Luani Kreshta, ti ke krijuar familje dhe ndihmo at\u00eb!- i tha Albana e vendosur.
\n– Tash t\u00eb tregoj ty dark\u00ebn!- vikati Luani i inatosur, i zem\u00ebruar, i pezmatuar dhe u ngrit me vrull drejt Alban\u00ebs. U prish kjo bot\u00eb, tha me vete dhe e zuri p\u00ebr flok\u00eb duke i p\u00ebrplasur kok\u00ebn p\u00ebr muri. Albana e shtyri me dy duar nga vetja, ai shkeli mbi nj\u00eb makin\u00eb t\u00eb f\u00ebmij\u00ebve dhe u rr\u00ebzua n\u00eb dysheme. Ishte hera e par\u00eb n\u00eb jet\u00eb q\u00eb po mbrohej. Luani mori makin\u00ebn dhe hodhi me t\u00ebr\u00eb fuqin\u00eb drejt Alban\u00ebs, ajo uli kok\u00ebn dhe lodra fluturoi drejt kuzhin\u00ebs. Ai u ngrit me t\u00ebrbim, solli kok\u00ebn i eg\u00ebrsuar duke shar\u00eb, shtr\u00ebngoi nofullat dhe gjersa po p\u00ebrgatiste grushtet, Albana e goditi me shqelm me t\u00ebr\u00eb fuqin\u00eb nd\u00ebrmjet k\u00ebmb\u00ebve. Luani nuk e priti k\u00ebt\u00eb. Ishte goditje e befasishme dhe e shpejt\u00eb si vet\u00ebtima. Atij iu err\u00ebsuan syt\u00eb dhe u mblodh kruspull duke gj\u00ebmuar, pastaj i futi dy duart posht\u00eb dhe mendoi: – E pat\u00ebn bolet! U prish\u00ebn vez\u00ebt! R\u00ebnkoi dhe ofshani thell\u00eb dhe luhatej her\u00eb para, her\u00eb pas duke gj\u00ebmuar.<\/p>\n

(Luani dinte se t\u00eb drejt\u00ebn e dhun\u00ebs e kishte vet\u00ebm ai. Kjo q\u00eb p\u00ebrjetoi iu duk fundi i bot\u00ebs: i moralit, i tradit\u00ebs, i roleve gjinore dhe i bashk\u00ebjetes\u00ebs. Me nj\u00eb fjal\u00eb: Luani n\u00eb gazep ekzistencial! U shemb muri kinez! A t\u00eb b\u00ebj\u00eb vet\u00ebvrasje apo ta vras\u00eb gruan?! Sot duhej t\u00eb merrte vendime t\u00eb m\u00ebdha! Jet\u00eb a vdekje! Krenari apo kompromis? \u00c7far\u00eb kompromisi!<\/p>\n

Albana zgjati dor\u00ebn e majt\u00eb pas dhe mori bishtin e lopat\u00ebs n\u00eb dor\u00eb. E shtr\u00ebngoi me dy duar dhe deri sa ai po ngrihej, e q\u00eblloi me t\u00ebrbim dhe me t\u00ebr\u00eb forc\u00ebn n\u00eb kok\u00eb dhe n\u00eb shpin\u00eb. Luanit iu shfaq nj\u00eb tuf\u00eb xixash para vete me plot ngjyra; mbyllte dhe hapte syt\u00eb shpejt, p\u00ebrp\u00ebliste qerpik\u00ebt me shpres\u00eb se xixat do t\u00eb pakoheshin dhe do t\u00eb perceptonte, do t\u00eb kapte me shqisa vendin ku ishte, por, ato, shtoheshin akoma m\u00eb shum\u00eb, shp\u00ebrndaheshin si fishekzjarre dhe pastaj n\u00eb vend se t\u00eb zhdukeshin, mblidheshin s\u00eb bashku n\u00eb nj\u00eb pik\u00eb, p\u00ebr t\u00eb shp\u00ebrthyer p\u00ebrs\u00ebri me mij\u00ebra ngjyra, xixa-xixa.
\n– Truri- tha me vete Luani, – truri m\u00eb krijon imazhe t\u00eb \u00e7uditshme, por un\u00eb jam burr\u00eb dhe tani ngrihem dhe e d\u00ebrgoj n\u00eb spital bushtr\u00ebn, si\u00e7 e kam d\u00ebrguar disa her\u00eb. Kur mendoi spitalin, pa nj\u00eb korridor nd\u00ebrmjet xixave, q\u00eb vezullonin: Nj\u00eb korridor t\u00eb gjat\u00eb e t\u00eb pafund spitali dhe u p\u00ebrplas p\u00ebrs\u00ebri n\u00eb dysheme. I vuri duart n\u00eb gung\u00ebn e fresk\u00ebt n\u00eb kok\u00eb dhe deshi t\u00eb qaj\u00eb, por, qarja para gruas dhe prej gruas, kjo nuk b\u00ebhet dot!- tha me vete. – Jo! Edhe n\u00ebse sot vdes duke mbrojtur nderin e burrave, – mendoi ai. N\u00eb at\u00eb gjendje kllapie, pa varrin e vet dhe shum\u00eb burra, q\u00eb p\u00ebrkuleshin p\u00ebr ta nderuar. Aty shkruante: – Varri i trimit t\u00eb panjohur, q\u00eb u flijua p\u00ebr t\u00eb drejt\u00ebn e burrave! \u2013 Anonim! – tha me vete – pa emrin tim, edhe pas k\u00ebtyre dhembjeve, edhe pas k\u00ebsaj vuajtje trondit\u00ebse! Ai mbante duart akoma mbi kok\u00eb. K\u00ebtu Albana kuptoi se tani dhimbja kishte ndryshuar vendin, intensitetin dhe me nj\u00eb shpejt\u00ebsi marramend\u00ebse kishte kaluar nga posht\u00eb, lart. U p\u00ebrpoq t\u00eb ngrihet, por iu terruan syt\u00eb dhe iu tret\u00ebn edhe xixat, u zhduk edhe korridori i spitalit dhe u plandos p\u00ebrs\u00ebri. Err\u00ebsir\u00eb e plot\u00eb, por disi k\u00ebndell\u00ebse.
\n– Jeanne d\u00b4Arc, Shota Galica, Jeanne d\u00b4Arc, Shota Galica,- p\u00ebrs\u00ebriti Albana me vete.
\nI hodhi edhe nj\u00eb shikim, Luani nuk l\u00ebvizej. Mb\u00ebshteti n\u00eb der\u00eb t\u00eb sallonit bishtin e lopat\u00ebs, Luani l\u00ebvizi gishtin e vog\u00ebl t\u00eb dor\u00ebs s\u00eb djatht\u00eb dhe ajo shkoi ngadal\u00eb n\u00eb kuzhin\u00eb. Mori nj\u00eb brok\u00eb me uj\u00eb dhe nga nj\u00eb larg\u00ebsi e sigurt, ia derdhi mbi kok\u00eb. Luani pik\u00eb s\u00eb pari l\u00ebvizi k\u00ebmb\u00ebn e majt\u00eb, pastaj dor\u00ebn e djatht\u00eb, pastaj k\u00ebmb\u00ebn e djatht\u00eb, pastaj dor\u00ebn e majt\u00eb, futi duart nd\u00ebrmjet k\u00ebmb\u00ebve, preku kok\u00ebn dhe e shkundi si luan i tmerruar. Albana mori p\u00ebrs\u00ebri bishtin e lopat\u00ebs. -Jeanne d\u00b4Arc, Shota Galica…\u201d, p\u00ebrs\u00ebriti dhe e shtr\u00ebngoi nd\u00ebrmjet duarve.
\n– Kurv\u00eb, bij\u00eb kurve…b\u00ebrtiti ai duke iu dridhur z\u00ebri, por akoma pa p\u00ebrfunduar shprehjen, mendimin e lir\u00eb demokratik, ballkanik, Albana e goditi p\u00ebr her\u00eb t\u00eb dyt\u00eb n\u00eb kok\u00eb. Luani ra p\u00ebrmbys\u00eb, i shtrir\u00eb gjer\u00eb e gjat\u00eb, n\u00eb mes t\u00eb dhom\u00ebs. Ajo b\u00ebri disa hapa rreth tij duke t\u00ebrhequr bishtin e lopat\u00ebs pas vete mbi qilim dhe v\u00ebshtroi se mos vall\u00eb po ngrihej p\u00ebrs\u00ebri. Iu afrua pran\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00ebve, u p\u00ebrkul\u00eb pak p\u00ebr ta par\u00eb m\u00eb mir\u00eb n\u00eb fytyr\u00eb se apo merrte frym\u00eb dhe n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb \u00e7ast iu kujtua shuplaka n\u00eb qend\u00ebr t\u00eb qytetit, vet\u00ebm pse pat p\u00ebrsh\u00ebndetur me buz\u00ebqeshje nj\u00eb koleg; pastaj disa her\u00eb rrenat te mjeku, se ishte rr\u00ebzuar n\u00ebp\u00ebr shkall\u00eb, se kishte goditur der\u00ebn me kok\u00eb, se kishte thyer dh\u00ebmbin me nj\u00eb arr\u00eb e shum\u00eb g\u00ebnjeshtra tjera n\u00eb pun\u00eb. Luani l\u00ebvizi vet\u00ebm gishtin e madh t\u00eb dor\u00ebs. – Po ngrihet,- tha me vete Albana. Ngriti bishtin e lopat\u00ebs n\u00eb aj\u00ebr dhe e goditi n\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00ebn e djatht\u00eb. U d\u00ebgjua nj\u00eb ushtim\u00eb e fort\u00eb, e shurdh\u00ebt dhe nj\u00eb ofsham\u00eb e madhe.
\n– Tash sh\u00ebno gola me k\u00ebmb\u00ebn e majt\u00eb, \u00e7do t\u00eb diele,- tha Albana me vete. Luani nuk l\u00ebvizi m\u00eb. Nuk dihej, ishte alivanosur apo kishte frik\u00eb t\u00eb tregoj\u00eb shenja gjall\u00ebrie nga goditja e re.
\nAlbana e shihte nga lart dhe nuk i besonte syve t\u00eb vet se burri saj, Luan Kreshta, ai q\u00eb e kishte rrahur dhjet\u00ebra her\u00eb, ai trimi me flet, q\u00eb e kishte k\u00ebrc\u00ebnuar edhe me thik\u00eb n\u00eb fyt nga xhelozia, tani gjendej para saj, i shtrir\u00eb dhe i pafuqish\u00ebm.
\nMori gazet\u00ebn n\u00eb dor\u00eb dhe ia i hodhi pran\u00eb kok\u00ebs: – Lexo se si rrihen grat\u00eb t\u00eb ne! – i tha atij fytyr\u00ebvrenjtur dhe me plot m\u00ebrrola. – Un\u00eb pata g\u00ebnjyer! U thash\u00eb burri im m\u00eb trajton vet\u00ebm me dashuri…
\nLuani l\u00ebvizi disa her\u00eb qerpik\u00ebt, por mendoi se nuk i konvenonte tani t\u00eb flas\u00eb, jo nga kjo pozit\u00eb dhe i mbylli syt\u00eb p\u00ebrs\u00ebri. N\u00eb t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb, ai nuk kishte zhvilluar kurr\u00eb dialog nga posht\u00eb lart\u00eb, por nga lart\u00eb posht\u00eb. – M\u00eb mir\u00eb po fle,- tha me vete. Ashtu si n\u00eb kom\u00eb deshi ta l\u00ebviz\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00ebn e djatht\u00eb, por u rimendua. Pati frik\u00eb se mund t\u00eb v\u00ebrehet nga Albana dhe goditja e fundit mund t\u00eb ishte lamtumir\u00ebse. E fundit n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb jet\u00eb. Fatale. Albana u ul\u00eb, ndezi nj\u00eb cigare dhe mori telefonin n\u00eb dor\u00eb. Nj\u00eb cop\u00eb her\u00eb u mendua, t\u00eb th\u00ebrras\u00eb policin\u00eb apo ndihm\u00ebn e shpejt. Pasi u mendua mir\u00eb, vendosi p\u00ebr ndihm\u00ebn e shpejt. Futi duart n\u00eb flok\u00eb, i rregulloi, i leu edhe nj\u00eb her\u00eb buz\u00ebt me t\u00eb kuq dhe tha me vete: – N\u00ebse e th\u00ebrras policin\u00eb, i merret fytyra burrit, m\u00eb mir\u00eb mjekun nj\u00eb her\u00eb…
\n–Ejani ju lutem… Po! Sa m\u00eb shpejt… Burri im \u00ebsht\u00eb rrezuar n\u00ebp\u00ebr shkall\u00eb…Ndoshta…Gati ka thyer k\u00ebmb\u00ebn apo e ka thyer. Ndoshta ka p\u00ebsuar dridhje truri apo mund t\u00eb thuhet se ka p\u00ebsuar dridhje truri, – pastaj i tregoi adres\u00ebn dhe mbylli telefonin.
\nIu kujtua sa her\u00eb Luani e kishte t\u00ebrhequr zvarr\u00eb p\u00ebr flok\u00eb n\u00ebp\u00ebr dysheme, duke e shar\u00eb dhe duke e shqelmuar, pse ishte dashur t\u00eb punoj\u00eb m\u00eb gjat\u00eb. Gjersa po p\u00ebrkujtonte ato posht\u00ebrime, ato p\u00ebrbuzje, tha me vete: – Erdhi \u00e7asti t\u00b4ia fal\u00eb edhe k\u00ebt\u00eb p\u00ebrjetim! U ngrit ngadal\u00eb, qet\u00eb-qet\u00eb, e kapi me nj\u00ebr\u00ebn dor\u00eb p\u00ebr jak\u00ebn e k\u00ebmish\u00ebs, me tjetr\u00ebn n\u00eb rrip dhe u p\u00ebrpoq ta t\u00ebrheq. Iu duk i r\u00ebnd\u00eb Luan Kreshta, shum\u00eb i r\u00ebnd\u00eb. U ngrit dhe doli n\u00eb an\u00ebn tjet\u00ebr dhe e kapi p\u00ebr dy k\u00ebmb\u00eb dhe e t\u00ebrhoqi deri te dera e korridorit dhe e l\u00ebshoi aty si nj\u00eb thes me patate. Kur e l\u00ebshoi, Luani deshi t\u00eb ofshaj\u00eb, sepse po t\u00eb hapej dera, me nj\u00eb her\u00eb djathtas, nisnin shkall\u00ebt e bodrumit.
\n– Nj\u00eb rrokullisje t\u00eb till\u00eb, v\u00ebshtir\u00eb se do ta mbijetonte edhe Mic Sokoli n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb gjendje- tha me vete. Parap\u00eblqeu heshtjen dhe nuk b\u00ebri as g\u00ebk e as m\u00ebk. Ajo f\u00ebrkoi duart para dere, u drejtua mir\u00eb nga dhembja q\u00eb ndjeu n\u00eb kurriz nga pesha e Luanit dhe hyri n\u00eb kuzhin\u00eb.
\n-Jeanne d\u00b4Arc, Shota Galica!- p\u00ebrs\u00ebriti n\u00eb vete.
\nKur Albana ndezi cigaren e tret\u00eb, u d\u00ebgjua sirena, pak m\u00eb von\u00eb, trokitja n\u00eb der\u00eb. Ajo e shtyri Luanin pak anash p\u00ebr ta hapur der\u00ebn. Mjeku i shikoi pulsin, v\u00ebshtroi Alban\u00ebn i \u00e7uditur, sikur d\u00ebshironte t\u00eb pyes, pse gjendej burri para dere, por nuk tha gj\u00eb.
\n– E afrova pran\u00eb dere n\u00eb m\u00ebnyr\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb jet\u00eb m\u00eb af\u00ebr spitalit!- i tha ajo. Ai tundi kok\u00ebn i tronditur.
\n– Si quhet? – pyeti mjeku.
\n– Luan Kreshta…Luan Kreshta,- p\u00ebrs\u00ebriti Albana pasi u mendua pak. Mjeku e thirri disa her\u00eb, por u d\u00ebgjuan vet\u00ebm disa ofshama nga goja e tij. Ai u b\u00ebri shenj\u00eb me kok\u00eb dhe dy infermier\u00eb e ngarkuan n\u00eb nj\u00eb barel\u00eb dhe dol\u00ebn.
\nDisa sekonda m\u00eb von\u00eb nj\u00ebri u kthye dhe pyeti se a do t\u00eb vinte edhe ajo n\u00eb spital.
\n– Duhet t\u00b4ia b\u00ebj\u00eb dark\u00ebn f\u00ebmij\u00ebve,- tha Albana dhe mbylli der\u00ebn. Sirena e ndihm\u00ebs s\u00eb shpejt, aq sa m\u00eb shum\u00eb largohej, aq m\u00eb pak d\u00ebgjohej.
\nT\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen shkoi Albana n\u00eb spital dhe mjeku i tha se kishte pasur nj\u00eb dridhje t\u00eb leht\u00eb t\u00eb trurit, por ishte jasht\u00eb rrezikut. Mjek\u00ebt i kishin lidhur kok\u00ebn me nj\u00eb fash\u00eb t\u00eb bardh\u00eb. K\u00ebmb\u00ebn e kishte n\u00eb gips dhe t\u00eb varur pezull mbi krevat me nj\u00eb rrip. Ai po flinte thell\u00eb. N\u00ebna e tij, q\u00eb gjendej pran\u00eb krevatit, kur pa Alban\u00ebn, u ngrit me nxitim drejt saj. E p\u00ebrqafoi me lot n\u00eb sy dhe i tregoi se kishte folur para nj\u00eb ore me t\u00eb dhe se Luani i kishte treguar fill e p\u00ebr pe, se si kishte rr\u00ebshqitur n\u00eb nj\u00eb l\u00ebvozhg\u00eb bananeje, q\u00eb e kishin hedhur f\u00ebmij\u00ebt dhe kishte r\u00ebn\u00eb shkall\u00ebve t\u00eb bodrumit. Mozomakeq, k\u00ebt\u00eb her\u00eb pat\u00ebm fat! – i tha ajo.- Ky bodrum m\u00eb duket shum\u00eb ogurzi – shtoi vjehrra. \u2013 Dy her\u00eb ti, tash Luani, m\u00eb mir\u00eb ta mbyllni p\u00ebr gjithmon\u00eb,- i tha ajo res\u00eb. Albana pohoi duke b\u00ebr\u00eb shenj\u00eb me kok\u00eb dhe shtoi: – Do ta mbyllim p\u00ebr gjithmon\u00eb n\u00ebn\u00eb, ke t\u00eb drejt\u00eb! \u00cbsht\u00eb bodrum shum\u00eb misterioz!\u201d<\/p>\n

Pas tri dit\u00ebve nisen mesazhet nga spitali. Mesazhi i 199 ishte ky: – M\u00eb mir\u00eb t\u00eb ndahemi. Nuk mund t\u00eb vazhdojm\u00eb m\u00eb! – Luani. Mesazhi i 200: – N\u00ebse edhe nj\u00eb her\u00eb m\u00eb thua k\u00ebt\u00eb, mora bishtin lopat\u00ebs dhe erdha n\u00eb spital. \u201d Mesazhi i 254. – Nat\u00ebn e mir\u00eb Luan! Mesazhi num\u00ebr 255: – Nat\u00ebn e mir\u00eb Albana!
\nNd\u00ebrkoh\u00eb e vizituan Luanin edhe miqt\u00eb e partis\u00eb s\u00eb tij dhe i premtuan se n\u00eb zgjedhjet, q\u00eb do mbahen s\u00eb shpejti, ai mund t\u00eb kandidohet p\u00ebr deputet… Mesazhi i 300: – A t\u00eb shkoj\u00eb n\u00eb polici dhe t\u00eb deponoj nj\u00eb deklarat\u00eb? Jam e gatshme ta pranoj\u00eb d\u00ebnimin. Mesazhi 301: -Jo! As policis\u00eb e as shtypit, asgj\u00eb! Ndoshta b\u00ebhem deputet! Luani. Pas nj\u00eb jave cing\u00ebroi celulari me mesazhin e fundit: -, Nes\u00ebr n\u00eb or\u00ebn dhjet\u00eb, eja m\u00eb merr t\u00eb lutem! Luani.
\nPak minuta pas or\u00ebs dhjet\u00eb doli Luani me paterica para der\u00ebs s\u00eb spitalit. Albana nuk dukej akoma. Iu kujtua se kur dilte e shoqja nga spitali, edhe pas lindjeve, ai shkonte s\u00eb paku me nj\u00eb or\u00eb vones\u00eb.<\/p>\n

– Po ma shpaguan edhe k\u00ebt\u00eb – mendoi ai. Q\u00ebndroi nj\u00eb \u00e7erek ore me paterica para der\u00ebs s\u00eb spitalit me k\u00ebmb\u00ebn e djatht\u00eb t\u00eb ngritur ca dhe Albana nuk shihej. Me shum\u00eb mundime dhe ngadal\u00eb zbriti tri shkall\u00ebt dhe u ul\u00eb n\u00eb nj\u00eb stol n\u00eb oborr. N\u00eb or\u00ebn nj\u00ebmb\u00ebdhjet\u00eb parkoi makin\u00ebn Albana para spitalit…<\/p>\n

Luani ndryshoi shum\u00eb: Harmonia e humbur dhe dashuria u kthyen si vet\u00ebtima, tok me mund\u00ebsin\u00eb p\u00ebr deputet. U b\u00eb \u00ebmb\u00eblak dhe vendosi p\u00ebr zgjedhjet ta p\u00ebrdor\u00eb k\u00ebto parulla: \u201cStop dhun\u00ebs n\u00eb familje! N\u00eb luft\u00eb dhun\u00eb, n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi dashuri!\u201d N\u00ebse fiton, ka nd\u00ebrmend t\u00eb raportoj\u00eb p\u00ebr p\u00ebrjetimet e tija dhe k\u00ebshtu me shembull konkret t\u00eb tregoj\u00eb se dhuna, dhimbja fizike e shpirt\u00ebrore, nuk duhet t\u00eb ken\u00eb vend n\u00eb familje. Madje, ai ka nd\u00ebrmend t\u00eb tregoj\u00eb para gjith\u00ebve n\u00eb kuvend, se ku bazohet ai kur flet kund\u00ebr devijimeve t\u00eb tilla, por p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb, nuk i tregoi asaj. Kur t\u00eb vij\u00eb \u00e7asti, Albana do ta shoh\u00eb edhe k\u00ebt\u00eb n\u00eb televizor…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Lis Bukuraca – Nuk \u00ebsht\u00eb ende darka gati?- pyeti ai me nj\u00eb z\u00eb t\u00eb lart\u00eb, qortues dhe ndezi televizorin duke u shtrir\u00eb n\u00eb divan. 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