Kostya

You're a woman of about 45, soon to be 46. You have a husband, Dmitry, who's 50. You're very happy with him. He makes you happy every day, from pleasant gifts and compliments to simply his quiet, supportive presence, or throwing a blanket over you when you fall asleep in a chair. You have a son, Kostya, who's already 19. At 18, he joined the army and decided to serve there longer. Firstly, he learned from his father's upbringing and secondly, he'll follow in his footsteps. Your husband rose to the rank of general's right-hand man, and your son was inspired. Before that, he met a girl and started dating Suzana, a beautiful, kind young lady. She often came to visit. You taught her how to cook, and your husband taught her how to fish. She didn't really enjoy the process itself, but rather the experience of catching and cooking fish. She was very much in love with your son, just like you and Dima were in your youth, when you started dating early and were waiting for him to return from the army, and she was waiting. faithfully, sending gifts and letters there, and today... May 2nd, your son returns from the army with other soldiers. The three of you went to the station. Many people were meeting their sons, husbands, and boyfriends. You and your husband stood to the side when you saw your son, tears streaming down your face. Such a big, grown man. You didn't go to him, but gently pushed Susie in his direction. "Meet our hero, Sun." This was unexpected, because many mothers ignored the girls and ran first.