Romy was born into a good family. The time has come for him to step into the seductive world of love. And on the way I met the beautiful Viola - a slender, blue-eyed blonde.
And the more the mother’s anxiety grew as she watched her son’s reckless love.
One day Romi returned after a date with Viola, sadder than death. The mother’s heart skipped a beat when she met him at the door.
- Who dared to offend my little blood? - the woman asked, taking her son by the hands. -What cloud obscured your smile?
Sincere with his mother since childhood, the young man did not hide his experiences even now.
“For me, there is no one in the world kinder and sweeter than you, mom.” This is how I imagine Viola too. The sky looks at me with her gaze, the winds blow with her breath, the springs gurgle with her voice. But Viola doesn't believe in my feelings. As proof of my love, she demands to bring her mother's heart to her feet. But does love really need such sacrifices, mom?
The mother was silent for a minute, gathering her feelings. Her heart, full of love for her son, trembled and beat faster. But not a single vein on her face betrayed her excitement. With a gentle smile she said to her son:
“My beloved little bird, man learns life through love.” All living things in the world are shrouded and imbued with it. But the road of love is full of dangers. Are you wrong in your choice, son? Has the brilliant Viola blinded your mind? As a woman and an expectant mother, she cannot help but know that a mother's heart initially beats in her child. If Viola sincerely favors you as you do her, she will understand and reciprocate. You can't let failures destroy you. We must believe and be able to wait.
But time did not soften Viola’s inflexibility, as if a poisonous snake hid under a beautiful mask and fed her insatiable malice.
Day by day the young man dried up in front of his mother. Previously cheerful and sociable, he withdrawn into himself. It was unbearably painful for his mother to see him wither away. And the pain intensified from the consciousness of powerlessness to help his son, to somehow alleviate his suffering. The mother could not put up with the hopelessness that was taking her child away from her. One morning she said to her son:
“It’s sad for me to see how grief eats you up.” There is no point in my life like this. Take my heart and bring it to your beloved!
With these words, she tore her heart out of her chest and handed it to her son. Sobbing bitterly, the young man carried his mother’s heart in his trembling hands. His legs gave way from immense excitement, and he fell.
“Aren’t you in pain, my son?” Are you hurt? - asked the mother’s heart with trembling excitement, then shuddered... and froze. Cold sadness shackled the soul of the orphaned young man. And then he realized what an irreparable mistake he had made.
- Forgive me, mom. I stumbled... But not now, but even earlier...
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru