Vijim..!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
16 shkurt 2010<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Sot kam q\u00eb n\u00eb m\u00ebngjes me dhimbje koke. Edhe kur u zgjova, kisha dhimbje\nkoke, madje me duket se edhe n\u00eb gjume m\u00eb ka dhimbur koka. Ndofta ndikoi \u00ebndrra\ne keqe q\u00eb pash\u00eb sot…<\/p>\n\n\n\n Isha n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb e nj\u00eb klienti n\u00eb nj\u00eb dhom\u00eb t\u00eb zbraz\u00ebt q\u00eb ngjasonte si qeli\nburgu, por me dritare t\u00eb m\u00ebdha dhe pa hekura. N\u00eb dhom\u00eb kishte vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb dyshek\nn\u00eb mes dhe asgj\u00eb tjet\u00ebr. Klienti ishte nje burr\u00eb i gjat\u00eb dymetrosh, muskuloz\ndhe me nje fytyr\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb ngjallte frike, me hunde e goje t\u00eb madhe, me moll\u00ebza t\u00eb\nnxjerra dhe sy paksa t\u00eb dal\u00eb… Po m\u00eb priste i zhveshur dhe shum\u00eb i eksituar. <\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cZhvishu!\u201d, m\u00eb tha, sapo u futa. Un\u00eb po zhvishesha n\u00ebn shikimin e tij t\u00eb\npacip\u00eb. Duke m\u00eb v\u00ebshtruar mua, nxirrte gjuhen dhe e rrotullonte mbi buze duke i\nshp\u00ebrvjel\u00eb ato. Sapo u zhvesha, me shtyu e m\u00eb hodhi mbi dyshek. Menjeher\u00eb m\u2019u\nhodh sip\u00ebr. P\u00ebrpiqej te fuste brenda meje organin e tij t\u00eb st\u00ebrmadh, por nuk\nmundej. Un\u00eb isha e kontraktuar dhe ndjeja dhimbje te tmerrshme. Mundohesha ta\nshtyja te gjoksi, por nuk mundja. Po ul\u00ebrija nga dhimbjet. Ai eksitohej m\u00eb\nshum\u00eb nga ul\u00ebrimat e mia e mundohej te dep\u00ebrtonte brenda meje. Dhimbnjet sa\nvinin e shtoheshin. Ai vazhdonte me force t\u00eb depertonte brenda meje derisa ia\narriti qellimit. Me pas filloi t\u00eb l\u00ebvizte trupin me shpejtesi. Levizte,\nr\u00ebnkonte dhe thoshte fjal\u00eb t\u00eb ndyra. Nuk e di sa vazhdoi ashtu. Nj\u00eb moment,\nngriti duart nga dysheku dhe i vendosi te qafa ime. M\u00eb shtr\u00ebngoi fort dhe menj\u00ebhere,\nsa nuk pata mundesi t\u00eb b\u00ebja asgj\u00eb. Ai vazhdonte me shtr\u00ebngonte ne qafe dhe ma\nperplaste koken pas dyshekut. Un\u00eb as nuk b\u00ebrtisja, as nuk l\u00ebvizja dot. Nj\u00eb\nmoment ktheva kok\u00ebn nga dritarja dhe pash\u00eb tim bir q\u00eb th\u00ebrriste i lebetitur, duke\nqar\u00eb: \u201cMami, mami!\u201d. N\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb u zgjova e tmerruar dhe pash\u00eb se nuk kisha\nfjetur as nj\u00eb or\u00eb. M\u00eb nuk m\u00eb zuri gjumi se po m\u00eb dhimbte koka tmerr\u00ebsisht n\u00eb vendin ku ai po ma p\u00ebrplaste at\u00eb pas\ndyshekut, n\u00eb \u00ebnd\u00ebrr…<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cNgrihu, i thashe vetes, se t\u00eb presin pun\u00ebt!\u201d. Kisha vendosur q\u00eb sot t\u2019i\nb\u00ebja nj\u00eb \u201cpastrim gjeneral\u201d sht\u00ebpis\u00eb… Kisha nj\u00eb mal me rroba p\u00ebr t\u00eb\nhekurosur. Duhet t\u00eb b\u00ebja gati edhe ushqimin e djalit dhe t\u00eb kontrolloja edhe\nat\u00eb p\u00ebr detyrat. \u201cShyqyr q\u00eb ai po shkon mire me m\u00ebsime e po rritet i mbar\u00eb,\nmendova, nuk po m\u00eb shkojn\u00eb d\u00ebm sakrificat…\u201d. Gjithe vrullin e pun\u00ebs ma\nnd\u00ebrpreu zilja e der\u00ebs. Ishte Lina, gruaja filipinase q\u00eb flinte me djalin\nnat\u00ebn. Ajo me kujtoi q\u00eb ora vajti 8 dhe duhet te nisesha p\u00ebr n\u00eb pun\u00eb, edhe pse\ndhimbja e kok\u00ebs nuk m\u00eb kishte pushuar… Mora celularin dhe thirra Ilian. <\/p>\n\n\n\n – Per 5 minuta jam aty, – tha ai, – vet\u00ebm mos m\u00eb l\u00ebr t\u00eb t\u00eb pres n\u00eb rrug\u00eb n\u00eb\nrresht t\u00eb dyt\u00eb, se \u00ebsht\u00eb mbushur Athina me polic\u00eb. Ka demonstrat\u00eb e atje te ty\n\u00ebsht\u00eb e v\u00ebshtir\u00eb t\u00eb gjesh parkim. Po h\u00ebngra gjob\u00eb, do ta paguash ti, – shtoi ai\nduke qeshur. – Endaksi?<\/p>\n\n\n\n – Endaksi, – i thash\u00eb, – erdha!<\/p>\n\n\n\n – Po m\u00eb \u00e7ahet koka nga dhimbja, – i thashe Ilias. – Ka q\u00eb n\u00eb m\u00ebngjes q\u00eb m\u00eb\ndhemb. Kam pir\u00eb edhe Depon, edhe Aspirin\u00eb, por nuk m\u00eb b\u00ebn gj\u00eb. Ila\u00e7i ma heq\ndhimbjen pese ose dhjet\u00eb minuta, por m\u00eb pas, m\u00eb fillon p\u00ebrs\u00ebri… Kam par\u00eb edhe\nnj\u00eb \u00ebnd\u00ebrr te keqe. Ishallah nuk m\u00eb del! – i thash\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n – Kam patur nj\u00eb profesor ne liqio q\u00eb na thoshte: \u201cDhimbja e kok\u00ebs \u00ebsht\u00eb e\nmir\u00eb, djema, se do t\u00eb thot\u00eb q\u00eb keni kok\u00eb\u201d, nd\u00ebrsa p\u00ebr \u00ebndrr\u00ebn mos ki merak, se\n\u00ebndrrat e k\u00ebqia dalin p\u00ebr mir\u00eb, mos u shqet\u00ebso.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Por nuk ishte ashtu. Endrra nuk m\u00eb doli p\u00ebr mir\u00eb…<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ai ishte klienti i dyt\u00eb p\u00ebr at\u00eb dit\u00eb. Klienti i par\u00eb ishte nje plak i urt\u00eb\nme t\u00eb cilin mbarova pun\u00eb shum\u00eb shpejt. Po rrinim an\u00ebs rrug\u00ebs, af\u00ebr sht\u00ebpis\u00eb s\u00eb\nplakut, kur m\u00eb telefonuan nga zyra. \u201cEshte nj\u00eb klient n\u00eb nj\u00eb hotel n\u00eb qend\u00ebr,\nm\u00eb than\u00eb. Esht\u00eb grek, por kujdes se \u00ebshte hera e par\u00eb q\u00eb telefonon\u201d. N\u00eb zyr\u00eb,\nsi\u00e7 m\u00eb kishin th\u00ebn\u00eb, kishin nj\u00eb kompjuter ku mbanin sh\u00ebnim t\u00eb gjith\u00eb klient\u00ebt,\ntelefonin e tyre, adresat, k\u00ebrkesat e tyre, si dhe problemet q\u00eb mund t\u00eb kishin\npasur me ta m\u00eb par\u00eb…<\/p>\n\n\n\n N\u00eb hotel arrita shum\u00eb shpejt, aq sa edhe ai u habit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n – Kaq shpejt? – m\u00eb tha. – K\u00ebtu n\u00eb\nhotel ishe?!<\/p>\n\n\n\n – Jo, – i thash\u00eb, – banoj k\u00ebtu af\u00ebr.<\/p>\n\n\n\n – B\u00ebjm\u00eb pak muhabet p\u00ebrpara? – m\u00eb tha ai.<\/p>\n\n\n\n – Ok, – i thash\u00eb un\u00eb, – por gjith\u00e7ka paguhet. Po kaloi ora, duhet t\u00eb\npaguash dyfish…<\/p>\n\n\n\n – E di, – m\u00eb tha ai, – fola me zyr\u00ebn n\u00eb telefon, \u00ebsht\u00eb 100 euro nj\u00eb or\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Desha t\u2019i thoja m\u00eb shaka batut\u00ebn e Ilias se \u201cora jon\u00eb nuk ka 60, por 40\nminuta\u201d, por nuk fola. U ula n\u00eb cep t\u00eb krevatit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ai filloi t\u00eb zhvishej. Ishte nj\u00eb djal\u00eb i ri, jo me shum\u00eb se 27-26 vje\u00e7,\nshum\u00eb simpatik, i veshur me xhinse e nje triko gjys\u00ebmgolf q\u00eb k\u00ebtu i thon\u00eb\n\u201czhivago\u201d, ndofta prej filmit \u201cDoktor Zhivago\u201d. Mbase personazhi i atij filmi\nmbante nje golf t\u00eb till\u00eb…<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c\u00c7udi mendova. Nj\u00eb djal\u00eb kaq i ri dhe simpatik t\u00eb k\u00ebrkoj\u00eb t\u00eb b\u00ebj\u00eb seks me\npara?!\u201d. Se\u00e7 kisha nj\u00eb parandjenj\u00eb t\u00eb keqe, por dhmbja e kok\u00ebs nuk m\u00eb linte t\u00eb\nkthjellohesha…<\/p>\n\n\n\n – Zhvishu!<\/p>\n\n\n\n Urdh\u00ebri i tij, thuajse ushatarak, m\u00eb shk\u00ebputi nga mendimet e mia. Nisa t\u00eb\nzhvishesha ngadal\u00eb. Ai rrinte p\u00ebrball\u00eb\nmeje, krejt lakuriq.<\/p>\n\n\n\n – Q\u00ebnke shume e bukur edhe nga trupi, – m\u00eb tha. – Sa ke q\u00eb e b\u00ebn k\u00ebt\u00eb pun\u00eb?<\/p>\n\n\n\n – As nj\u00eb muaj… – g\u00ebnjeva un\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n – Gjynah! – tha ai, duke m\u00eb f\u00ebrkuar gjoksin.<\/p>\n\n\n\n – Do oral? – i thash\u00eb un\u00eb. Ai pohoi me kok\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I vura prezervativin dhe fillova \u201cpun\u00ebn\u201d ulur n\u00eb gjunj\u00eb p\u00ebrpara tij. Shyqyr\nZotit q\u00eb u eksitua shpejt se nuk kisha nerva t\u00eb merresha me t\u00eb. \u201cEdhe k\u00ebt\u00eb\nklient dhe do ta l\u00eb pun\u00ebn p\u00ebr sonte\u201d, mendova. Nuk vazhdoja dot. M\u00eb dukej sikur\nm\u00eb kishin vendosur n\u00eb kok\u00eb nj\u00eb rreth metalik e ma shtr\u00ebngonin vazhdimisht.\nKisha edhe nj\u00eb ankth q\u00eb m\u00eb r\u00ebndonte n\u00eb kraharor…<\/p>\n\n\n\n – Tani je gati… – i thash\u00eb pas disa minutash dhe b\u00ebra t\u00eb shtrihesha.<\/p>\n\n\n\n – Jo, – tha ai, – rri n\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00eb dhe v\u00ebri duart ne krevat se dua ta b\u00ebj\nmbrapsh!<\/p>\n\n\n\n Ia plotesova d\u00ebshir\u00ebn… Ashtu me kok\u00ebn posht\u00eb, dhimbja e kok\u00ebs m\u2019u shtua\nakoma m\u00eb shum\u00eb, por nuk kisha \u00e7\u2019b\u00ebja. \u201cDuro, i thash\u00eb vetes. Ishallah mbaron\npun\u00eb shpejt!\u201d, por ai nuk ishte nga ata q\u00eb mbaronin pun\u00eb shpejt. Vazhdoi ashtu\np\u00ebr disa minuta, pastaj m\u00eb ktheu p\u00ebrpara duke m\u00eb shtr\u00ebnguar fort t\u00eb dyja k\u00ebmb\u00ebt\nme duar… Vazhdoi edhe ca ashtu derisa m\u00eb l\u00ebshoi mbi krevat…<\/p>\n\n\n\n Sapo mbaroi pun\u00eb, pa m\u00eb folur asnj\u00eb fjal\u00eb, mori celularin dhe i ra nj\u00eb\nnumri. \u201cHajde, i tha, mbarova…\u201d. U \u00e7ova menj\u00ebher\u00eb n\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00eb.<\/p>\n\n\n\n – Duhet t\u00eb flas\u00ebsh me zyr\u00ebn, – i thash\u00eb, – ata m\u00eb than\u00eb vet\u00ebm p\u00ebr nj\u00eb\nklient.<\/p>\n\n\n\n – Jam i policis\u00eb, – m\u00eb tha ai dhe m\u00eb tregoi nj\u00eb cop\u00eb kartoni ku ai ishte i\nveshur polic. – Tani do t\u00eb vij\u00eb kolegu im dhe se bashku do t\u00eb shkojme ne rajon.\nAtje do t\u00eb flasim edhe me zyr\u00ebn. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Ai nuk kishte mbaruar fjalen kur u hap dera. U \u00e7ova menjehere n\u00eb kemb\u00eb,\nashtu si\u00e7 isha, lakuriq dhe instiktivisht vura jast\u00ebkun n\u00eb gjoks… Kolegu i\ntij ishte nj\u00eb burr\u00eb rreth t\u00eb dyzetave, i shkurt\u00ebr e me flok\u00eb t\u00eb r\u00ebn\u00eb p\u00ebrpara. <\/p>\n\n\n\n – Vishu, – m\u00eb tha, – do t\u00eb shkojm\u00eb n\u00eb rajon. Akuzohesh p\u00ebr prostitucion\nilegal.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Fillova t\u00eb vishesha shpejt e shpejt. Po mendoja se si t\u00eb lajm\u00ebroja Ilian.\nIshte hera e par\u00eb q\u00eb m\u00eb ndodhte kjo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n – Mund t\u00eb shkoj nj\u00eb minut\u00eb n\u00eb tualet? – i thash\u00eb policit t\u00eb dyt\u00eb me nj\u00eb v\u00ebshtrim lut\u00ebs. Ai, pa folur, ma b\u00ebri me kok\u00eb. U futa n\u00eb tualet dhe ndersa hapa dushin, i shkrova sms Ilias, nj\u00eb sms vet\u00ebm me tre fjal\u00eb: \u201cM\u00eb kapi policia!\u201d. Kisha d\u00ebgjuar se n\u00eb raste t\u00eb tilla nd\u00ebrhynte pronari dhe t\u00eb lironin shpejt, por kishte edhe raste kur rrije brenda edhe nj\u00eb apo dy dit\u00eb. M\u00eb shkoi mendja te \u00e7uni. \u00c7\u2019do t\u00eb b\u00ebhej me t\u00eb?<\/p>\n\n\n\n Vijon..!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Vijim..! 16 shkurt 2010 Sot kam q\u00eb n\u00eb m\u00ebngjes me dhimbje koke. Edhe kur u zgjova, kisha dhimbje koke, madje me duket se edhe n\u00eb gjume m\u00eb ka dhimbur koka. 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