She went to her fiancé’s grave, pregnant, alone… and found a mysterious phone in the grave. When he turned it on, something happened that made him faint! Kriszti could finally breathe a sigh of relief for a day: today she didn’t have to go to vocational school. It was his first real breakthrough in months. But what that day brought… changed his life forever.

“Girl! Hey girl! Christ!” he heard behind him. He stopped. A car drove slowly by. “Are you talking to me?” he asked, confused. Lajos was behind the wheel.

“Of course! Come on, I’ll take you home,” he smiled at her. Kriszti frowned suspiciously:

“What if we’re not going in the same direction?” “No way,” Lajos laughed.

“I guarantee we’re going in the same direction.” He still couldn’t explain why he got into the unfamiliar car. That day they simply drove aimlessly until noon. Krishti was not sleepy, on the contrary, she felt simply happy. And when he looked out the window that night, he saw Lajos’s car. And she was sleeping inside – a large bouquet of flowers was lying on her lap. From that day on, they became inseparable. Three months later, Krishti became pregnant. “Were you that… girl Lajos was with?”

“Yes,” Krishti nodded and sat down. “Please… just listen to me,” she burst into tears. “What happened to him?” “A terrible and senseless tragedy,” the old woman greeted.

. “He’s already home, got out of the car, and three bandits attacked him…” Krishti lowered her head. Her mind was blank, but her heart… ached as if it were about to explode. Finally, he spoke: “Do you know where he’s buried?” The girl sat down on the floor. “Hello, my love.” I’m here. “Once more,” he whispered. He fell to his knees in front of the grave and burst into bitter sobs. I didn’t know how much time had passed. He realized that he was shaking with cold and completely weak. Then he realized… that there was an expensive, shiny phone lying on the floor.

She went to her fiancé’s grave, pregnant, alone… and found a mysterious phone in the grave. When he turned it on, something happened that made him faint! Kriszti could finally breathe a sigh of relief for one day: today she didn’t have to go to vocational school. It was his first real breakthrough in months. But what that day brought… changed his life forever. “Girl! Hey girl! Christ!” he heard behind him. He stopped. A car drove slowly by. “Are you talking to me?” he asked, confused. Lajos was sitting behind the wheel. “Of course! Come on, I’ll take you home – he smiled at her. Kriszti frowned suspiciously: “What if we’re not going in the same direction?”

“No way,” Lajos laughed. “I guarantee we’re going in the same direction.” He still couldn’t explain why he got into the unknown car. That day they simply drove aimlessly until noon. Kriszti wasn’t sleepy, on the contrary, she felt simply happy. And when he looked out the window that night, he saw Lajos’ car. And she was sleeping inside

• a large bouquet of flowers was lying on her lap. From that day on, they became inseparable. Three months later, Kriszti got pregnant. “Were you that… girl Lajos was with?”

“Yes,” Kriszti nodded and sat down. “Please… just listen to me,” she burst into tears. “What happened to him?” “A terrible and senseless tragedy,” the old woman greeted. – He had already reached home, got out of the car, and three bandits attacked him… Kriszti lowered his head. Her mind was blank, but her heart… ached as if it were about to explode. Finally he spoke: “Do you know where he is buried?” The girl sat down on the floor. “Hello, my love.” I am here. “Once again,” he whispered. He fell to his knees in front of the grave and burst into bitter sobs. I did not know how much time had passed. He realized that he was shaking with cold and completely weakened. Then he realized… that an expensive, shiny phone was lying on the floor.

“Don’t cry.” It was an accident. He got out of the car and was attacked by three figures. They caught him, but that would not bring him back to life.

Kristi looked straight ahead. He felt a pain in his chest, as if someone was hitting him with a hammer.

Do you know where he is buried?

– Yes. We from the factory were at his funeral. I’ll tell you and show you where to put the flowers.

“Are you visiting your family?”

“I don’t know.” Maybe not.

The old woman sighed and took out a piece of paper. Kristi slowly walked towards the cemetery. It was pouring rain, every step was tiring, but the rain didn’t stop. Luis was waiting for him. He knew and felt. They had to say goodbye. He had to apologize. Because it was for him that he had set out, to prepare his family for the meeting. Because he thought only of himself. Because I was afraid.

The rain was falling harder and harder. Kristi began to shiver. The thought of catching a cold made him shiver. Finally, he saw the grave. Fresh hay, a stream of flowers, next to an ancient crypt. Probably belonging to the family.Louis’ zines.

His picture was under the cross.

“Hello, darling,” Kristi whispered, falling to her knees. He sobbed. For long minutes.

Then he fell asleep, feeling weak, cold and hungry. Then he woke up.

“I have to find accommodation.” He searched his pockets, there was no phone.

He had no strength left. Lightning flashed in the sky. Suddenly the crypt door creaked and opened. Kristi ran in.

“Sorry… I’m just getting going,” he mumbled.

He fell to the floor and left the door ajar. Something buzzed in the dim light. A phone. An expensive item. He picked it up.

“Hello?”

There was no answer.

“Can you hear me?”

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“Yes, it’s my phone.” I lost it yesterday. Where are you?

“In the cemetery.

– IN THE CEMETERY?! That’s impossible! Yesterday I was looking at the grave and left my phone there. Where exactly?

“I’m in the crypt.”

“What did he say?” Are you INSIDE the crypt?

– Yes… I’m cold… I feel really bad.

The call was cut off. Kristi fainted.

– Girl, wake up! Wake up!

Kristi slowly opened her eyes. The first thing he saw was the face of an unknown man, leaning over him anxiously.

– Luisie? – he whispered in a dying voice. “Is that you?”

The man shivered.

“Are you Kristi?”

The girl tried to nod, but she was so weak that she could only move her eyes.

“Fuck…” the man whispered, carefully taking her hand. – Come on, I’ll help you up.

However, when he looked down, he noticed Kristi’s bulging belly.

“Fuck… are you pregnant?” he growled.

Tears began to flow from Kristi’s eyes again. He didn’t say anything, just sobbed quietly.

The man looked around in confusion, then suddenly grabbed her in his arms and ran out of the crypt towards the car. He put Kriszti in the back seat, covered her with his coat, and then took out his phone.

“Mom, he’s here! He’s here, in the grave! The girl Louis was talking about. She really exists… And she’s pregnant!” he said in a whisper.

A woman’s voice was heard on the other end of the line: serious, yet trembling and moved.

“Pregnant? On behalf of Luis?”

“Looks like it.”

—Okay, take him to the clinic right away to see Dr. Sergey! I’m going there too. Now!”

He hung up. As he looked at Kriszti, his face showed tension.

– Listen… I’m Dénes. Louis’ younger brother. Don’t worry, everything will be fine. I’ll take you to the doctor.

The car engine roared and they headed towards the hospital.

The clinic responded quickly and efficiently. Kriszti was immediately taken to a separate room, examined and wrapped warmly. The nurse gently stroked her hair:

“Don’t worry, my dear, you’re in good hands.”

Meanwhile, Dénes nervously paced the waiting room. Her mother, Erika, arrived shortly after. She was a tall, muscular woman whose movements radiated strength and discipline. Doctor Sergei, a short, smiling man in a white coat, ran after him.

“Are you okay?” Erica asked.

“Nothing serious, just tiredness and a cold bordering on shock. The child is fine. Fortunately, they managed to find him in time.

Erika nodded.

“Can I come and see you?”

-In short, yes. But be careful.

Erika slowly entered the room. Kristi was already half awake when the woman sat down next to her.

• Hello. I’m Erica. Luis’s mother.

The girl nodded.

“You look a lot like him,” Erika said, her voice softer than anyone could have guessed.

“I didn’t come to ask.” I just wanted to say goodbye to him. His voice broke.

Could you tell me all about it? About you? The woman asked.

Kriszti nodded and for long minutes told: about how they met, about their first date, about the bouquet of flowers, about his happiness, about his plans. And finally, about the silence. About three months, during which no one called him again.

When she finished, Erika stood up, walked around the room, and stopped next to Kristi’s bed.

Why didn’t you go with him when he called you?

Kristi looked down.

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“Because I’m an orphan.” State-run. I’ve been despised my whole life. He was afraid that his family… that he himself…

Erika smiled bitterly.

“Stupidity. Where you come from doesn’t define you. You’ve only met bad people, my daughter.”

Then he squeezed Kristi’s hand again.

“Relax. I’ll be back tomorrow morning and bring you everything you want.”

“No need… I have a bag… All I need is my phone.”

“We’ll find him.”

Erika left. Dénes was already waiting for him outside.

“It’s okay.” The baby’s fine too. But… Dénes, that girl… Lajos was happy with her. I’ve seen your pictures. We have to respect that.”

Denis nodded.

“I know.” And we will.

The next morning, when Kriszti woke up, Erika was already there and brought her a lot of things: clothes, fruits, and a new cell phone.

Aunt Erika… why are you to me

so… nice? – Kristi asked confused.

The woman smiled.

“Because my son chose you.” And because my grandson is growing inside you.

After a moment of silence he added:

“But I have a question.” When will you finally let Dénes get close to you?

Kristi looked down.

“I don’t know… Luis…”

“Louis is dead.” But you are still alive. And life must be lived. Think about it.

Two years have passed.

“Karinácska, come here, my little heart!” Erika shouted, trying to catch up with the running girl with curly hair.

Karinácska, however, ran to Kriszti laughing, and the girl put her arms around her and smiled.

“My name is Reina,” the girl announced proudly, to which Erika laughed.

Kriszti now lived in a comfortable apartment in the city center, had a nanny who helped her with everyday chores, and was studying law. He no longer imagined his future with fear, but with hope.

That day, Erika addressed him in a more serious tone:

“Kristi, I want to talk to you.” Just the two of us.

The girl stiffened. Although Erika had never been rude or cruel to her, Kriszti had always been a little afraid of her. He could sense that something serious was going on.

“Yes…of course, I’m listening.”

“Please answer honestly.” How long will you and Dénes torture each other?

Kristi’s eyes widened.

“What do you mean?”

“I see it in you.” He doesn’t sleep, doesn’t eat properly, just works and watches you. And you…you always look at him as if you loved him, but you don’t let it affect you. Because?

Kristi blushed.

“I… I don’t know, Aunt Erika. Maybe… I still couldn’t let Lajos go. I still… love him. And… I feel guilty. That someone else… likes it.”

Erika sat down across from him and said in a quiet but firm voice:

“Louis is dead.” He loved you and was happy with you. But he won’t come back. But you’re alive. And life shouldn’t be full of suffering. Denis loves you. You can see it in every move he makes.

Kristi’s gaze trembled.

“I love him too… but… I don’t know how to start over.”

“Tiring.” That’s all. Try it, and if it turns out good, you’ll be glad. If not, at least you’ll be able to say you tried. But floating in the middle of nowhere isn’t good for anyone. Especially not for Karina.

After the conversation, Kriszti sat in front of the phone for a long time. He already had his old device: it had been found in the crypt, intact. He took it out. Slowly but surely, he opened the messages, searched for Dénes’ name, and wrote only this:

-Yes. I’m in.

Two months later

Karinácska clapped happily as Kriszti and Dénes walked out of the town hall holding hands. Erika was there with a bouquet and hugged them both.

“Thank you, Mom,” Denis whispered.

“Thank you for not letting the past kill the future.”

That night, when Karinácska was already asleep, Kriszti leaned toward Dénes.

“There’s one thing I’ve never said.” Maybe because I thought it was impossible to say. But now I know.

“That?” Denis asked.

“I love you.” Totally. With my past, with everything. And I’m not afraid anymore.

Dénes hugged her and said only this:

“I was never afraid either.” I was just waiting for you.