P\u00ebrsh\u00ebndetje! Un\u00eb q\u00eb po ju shkruaj jam nj\u00eb grua pes\u00ebdhjet\u00ebvje\u00e7are, lexuese shum\u00eb e rregullt e gazet\u00ebs suaj. Fakti q\u00eb vendosa t\u2019ju tregoja historin\u00eb time sot, lidhet me nj\u00eb prej pyetjeve q\u00eb disa vajza i drejtojn\u00eb mjekut gjinekolog t\u00eb gazet\u00ebs suaj. \u00cbsht\u00eb pik\u00ebrisht pyetja: \u201cA mund t\u00eb mbetet shtatz\u00ebn\u00eb nj\u00eb fem\u00ebr e virgj\u00ebr?\u201d. Pik\u00ebrisht kjo \u00ebsht\u00eb zanafilla e shkat\u00ebrrimit t\u00eb familjes sime. Me Mozin, bashk\u00ebshortin tim, u njoha q\u00eb n\u00eb fakultet. Ai vazhdonte Akademin\u00eb Ushtarake p\u00ebr oficer, nd\u00ebrsa un\u00eb studioja p\u00ebr gjuh\u00eb t\u00eb huaj, Anglisht. Ai ishte nga Veriu i Shqip\u00ebris\u00eb, nd\u00ebrsa un\u00eb, nga Jugu. N\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb thuhej q\u00eb \u201cnuse merr, po vajz\u00eb mos jep n\u00eb mal\u00ebsi\u201d. K\u00ebt\u00eb shprehje un\u00eb e kuptova pak me vones\u00eb ose ndoshta nuk doja ta kuptoja kur isha m\u00eb e re, sepse e doja Mozin dhe e kisha t\u00eb v\u00ebshtir\u00eb t\u00eb ndahesha prej tij. Nj\u00eb shoqja ime e dhom\u00ebs ma prezantoi dhe ne mbajt\u00ebm lidhje derisa u martuam. Jet\u00ebn e filluam n\u00eb nj\u00eb qytet t\u00eb vog\u00ebl t\u00eb Veriut, aty ku Mozi kishte lindur dhe ishte rritur. Q\u00eb t\u00eb dy filluam pun\u00eb, Mozi si oficer dhe un\u00eb, si m\u00ebsuese anglishteje. P\u00ebr mua ka qen\u00eb nj\u00eb tmerr i v\u00ebrtet\u00eb t\u00eb p\u00ebrshtatesha me zakonet e tyre, pasi Mozi ishte edhe djali i vog\u00ebl i familjes dhe bashk\u00eb me ne jetonin edhe prind\u00ebrit e tij. P\u00ebr shum\u00eb gj\u00ebra, me th\u00ebn\u00eb t\u00eb drejt\u00ebn, ata m\u00eb dukeshin sikur kishin mbetur n\u00eb koh\u00ebn e turkut. Edhe pse kishte b\u00ebr\u00eb shkoll\u00eb t\u00eb lart\u00eb dhe kishte jetuar n\u00eb Tiran\u00eb, Mozi, p\u00ebr t\u2019u b\u00ebr\u00eb qejfin prind\u00ebrve, ndiqte akoma shum\u00eb zakone te vjetra, q\u00eb ne nuk i kishim.
\nMegjithat\u00eb, un\u00eb u p\u00ebrshtata shum\u00eb shpejt me zakonet e tyre, se nuk kisha \u00e7\u2019t\u00eb b\u00ebja tjet\u00ebr. N\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb, nuk b\u00ebhej fjal\u00eb q\u00eb t\u00eb ndaheshe me burrin. Vitet kalonin shum\u00eb shpejt dhe n\u00eb jet\u00ebn ton\u00eb erdh\u00ebn dy f\u00ebmij\u00eb, djali dhe pas dy vjet\u00ebsh, edhe vajza. N\u00eb qytetin ku ne jetonim, familja jon\u00eb mbahej n\u00eb goj\u00eb si nj\u00eb shembull ideal p\u00ebr \u00e7do familje tjet\u00ebr. T\u00eb dy, burr\u00eb e grua, ishim intelektual\u00eb, me pun\u00eb shum\u00eb t\u00eb mir\u00eb p\u00ebr at\u00eb koh\u00eb dhe ai q\u00eb na favorizonte m\u00eb shum\u00eb ishte fakti se f\u00ebmij\u00ebt ishin t\u00eb shk\u00eblqyer n\u00eb m\u00ebsime. Me pak fjal\u00eb, dua t\u2019ju them se n\u00eb qytetin ku ne jetonim, t\u00eb gjith\u00eb na donin dhe na respektonin, por jeta jon\u00eb u trondit pik\u00ebrisht kur vajza, Arba, mbushi 18 vje\u00e7e. At\u00eb dark\u00eb kur un\u00eb isha duke p\u00ebrgatitur tryez\u00ebn me gj\u00ebrat m\u00eb t\u00eb mira q\u00eb mund t\u00eb gjeje n\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb, ajo ankohej se \u00e7do ushqimi i vinte er\u00eb. Mendova se kishte marr\u00eb t\u00eb ftoht\u00eb dhe nuk e vura re, nd\u00ebrsa shtruam tavolin\u00ebn, por Arba kishte marrje mendsh dhe nuk q\u00ebndroi fare p\u00ebr t\u00eb ngr\u00ebn\u00eb buk\u00eb me ne. U shqet\u00ebsuam shum\u00eb dhe menj\u00ebher\u00eb, dit\u00ebn e nes\u00ebrme, shkuam p\u00ebr t\u00eb b\u00ebr\u00eb vizit\u00ebn te doktori. Doktori tha se nuk ka asnj\u00eb shenj\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u2019u alarmuar, megjithat\u00eb ai na k\u00ebshilloi q\u00eb t\u00eb shkonim te nj\u00eb gjinekolog se mos ndoshta shqet\u00ebsimet kishin t\u00eb b\u00ebnin me hormonet apo me gj\u00ebra t\u00eb tjera q\u00eb shqet\u00ebsonin nj\u00eb fem\u00ebr. Dhe, k\u00ebshtu b\u00ebm\u00eb.
\nMbasi mbaroi vizit\u00ebn me Arb\u00ebn, mjeku k\u00ebrkoi t\u00eb fliste vet\u00ebm me mua dhe me vajz\u00ebn, pa pranin\u00eb e tim shoqi. Nga m\u00ebnyra se si na foli, mendova se do ishte nj\u00eb problem i r\u00ebnd\u00eb. Sapo hym\u00eb n\u00eb zyr\u00ebn e tij, ai e pyeti Arb\u00ebn: \u201cA je e fejuar?\u201d. Vajza mohoi dhe doktori i habitur e pyeti se kur kishte kryer marr\u00ebdh\u00ebnie seksuale p\u00ebr her\u00ebn e fundit. Vajza, duke qeshur, iu p\u00ebrgjigj: \u201cPo un\u00eb nuk kam kryer marr\u00ebdh\u00ebnie seksuale me asnj\u00eb njeri\u201d, por doktori vazhdoi: \u201cK\u00ebt\u00eb g\u00ebnjesht\u00ebr mund t\u2019ia thuash n\u00ebn\u00ebs, por jo mua. Ti, moj vajz\u00eb, pas ca muajsh, b\u00ebhesh n\u00ebn\u00eb!\u201d…
\nAt\u00eb situat\u00eb do ta mbaj mend gjat\u00eb n\u00eb jet\u00ebn time. Arba filloi t\u00eb qeshte me t\u00eb madhe, nd\u00ebrsa un\u00eb, ashtu si\u00e7 isha e ulur, u ngrita n\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00eb dhe i thash\u00eb: \u201c\u00c7\u2019jan\u00eb k\u00ebto q\u00eb po thua?\u201d. Doktori vazhdonte t\u00eb ishte i bindur p\u00ebr ato q\u00eb thoshte, nd\u00ebrsa Arba mundohej t\u00eb m\u00eb bindte mua dhe doktorin se ato aludime q\u00eb po b\u00ebnte doktori nuk ishin t\u00eb v\u00ebrteta. Un\u00eb shp\u00ebrtheva n\u00eb lot dhe, mbas meje, edhe vajza. Ato betohej e st\u00ebrbetohej se nuk kishte pasur kurr\u00eb marr\u00ebdh\u00ebnie seksuale me nj\u00eb mashkull. Kisha pik\u00ebpyetjet e mia p\u00ebr Arb\u00ebn, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb vendosa t\u00eb b\u00ebja nj\u00eb hetim te shoq\u00ebria e saj, por nga askush nuk mora p\u00ebrgjigje se Arba ime mund t\u00eb kishte lidhje me dik\u00eb. P\u00ebr t\u00eb, m\u00eb thoshin fjal\u00ebt m\u00eb t\u00eb mira. E mora vajz\u00ebn n\u00eb dhom\u00eb dhe bisedova shtruar me t\u00eb, duke e pyetur se mos ndoshta ajo kishte r\u00ebn\u00eb pre e ndonj\u00eb p\u00ebrdhunimi, por jo, as kjo nuk q\u00ebndronte, madje ajo m\u00eb tha se ishte gati t\u00eb b\u00ebnte nj\u00eb kontroll tjet\u00ebr te doktori, q\u00eb un\u00eb t\u00eb bindesha se ajo nuk kishte kryer marr\u00ebdh\u00ebnie. K\u00ebshtu u b\u00eb. Tim shoqi nuk i kisha treguar akoma p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb problem, \u00e7do gj\u00eb po e vuaja vet\u00eb, me vajz\u00ebn time. Pas vizit\u00ebs q\u00eb b\u00ebri p\u00ebr her\u00eb t\u00eb dyt\u00eb, vajza rezultoi se v\u00ebrtet nuk kishte kryer marr\u00ebdh\u00ebnie intime me nj\u00eb djal\u00eb, por e gjitha kjo ishte absurde dhe askush nuk dinte si ta shpjegonte, madje edhe vet\u00eb doktori ishte i shokuar nga nj\u00eb gj\u00eb e till\u00eb. N\u00eb karrier\u00ebn e tij ishte hera e par\u00eb q\u00eb ishte ndeshur me k\u00ebt\u00eb fenomen, megjithat\u00eb, ai na rekomandoi t\u00eb shkonim n\u00eb Tiran\u00eb dhe t\u00eb takonim nj\u00eb mjek, i cili ishte edhe pedagogu i tij.
\nNuk mund t\u00eb shkoja n\u00eb Tiran\u00eb, pa ia treguar gjith\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb bashk\u00ebshortit tim, por edhe pse ishte nj\u00eb njeri me shkoll\u00eb, ai p\u00ebrs\u00ebri mbetej nj\u00eb njeri fanatik i zakoneve prapanike q\u00eb kishin mbetur nga e kaluara n\u00eb ato zona. Nj\u00eb mori fjal\u00ebsh edhe shprehjesh mosbesuese na i p\u00ebrplasi n\u00eb fytyr\u00eb mua dhe vajz\u00ebs son\u00eb. Arba, me lot n\u00eb sy, i p\u00ebrgj\u00ebrohej q\u00eb ta besonte, por ishte e pamundur. \u201cN\u00ebse do shkoni n\u00eb Tiran\u00eb p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb problem, m\u00eb mir\u00eb mos u ktheni m\u00eb n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi!\u201d, na tha, por un\u00eb duhet t\u2019i shkoja deri n\u00eb fund k\u00ebsaj historie, si p\u00ebr veten time, ashtu edhe p\u00ebr vajz\u00ebn. Shkuam n\u00eb Tiran\u00eb dhe ndenj\u00ebm te motra ime q\u00eb ishte martuar aty. Ajo na ndihmoi t\u00eb kontaktonim me specialistin q\u00eb na kishte rekomanduar doktori i qytetit. Pasi i treguam problemin ton\u00eb, ai u habit dhe filloi ta pyeste Arb\u00ebn: \u201cA keni vaske n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi? A e lani apo e dezinfektoni pasi lahet personi i par\u00eb?\u201d… T\u00eb gjitha k\u00ebto pyetje dukeshin qesharake drejtuar nga nj\u00eb specialist, por n\u00eb t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00eb, ato e kishin nj\u00eb arsye. Doktori na tregoi se e vetmja m\u00ebnyr\u00eb q\u00eb vajza mund ta ket\u00eb marr\u00eb spermatozoidin ishte nga uji dhe, pa pranin\u00eb e vajz\u00ebs, ai m\u00eb sqaroi se Arba mund t\u00eb kish mbetur shtatz\u00ebn\u00eb ose nga v\u00ebllai, ose nga im shoq. Nj\u00ebri prej t\u00eb dyve at\u00eb dit\u00eb ishte masturbuar n\u00eb vask\u00eb dhe menj\u00ebher\u00eb pasi kishte dal\u00eb, duhet t\u00eb ishte lar\u00eb vajza. \u201cKy \u00ebsht\u00eb i vetmi shpjegim q\u00eb mund t\u00eb t\u00eb jap me t\u00eb tilla kushte q\u00eb ka vajza juaj\u201d, m\u00eb tha ai. Ishte e tmerrshme! Nuk dija si t\u00eb veproja, nuk dija si t\u2019ia shpjegoja vajz\u00ebs, se ajo do ndihej keq nga ana psikologjike. I thash\u00eb se kjo gj\u00eb mund t\u00eb kishte ndodhur n\u00eb plazh, por nga pyetjet q\u00eb i kish b\u00ebr\u00eb specialisti ajo e kuptoi se \u00e7far\u00eb mund t\u00eb kishte ndodhur dhe shp\u00ebrtheu n\u00eb lot. I d\u00ebrgova telegram tim shoqi dhe ai erdhi menj\u00ebher\u00eb, por nuk besoi asgj\u00eb prej atyre q\u00eb na kish th\u00ebn\u00eb mjeku. Ai vinte n\u00eb dyshim moralin e vajz\u00ebs, madje na akuzonte t\u00eb dyjave se e kishim luajtur bukur k\u00ebt\u00eb loj\u00eb. Fjal\u00ebt e tij ishin: \u201cIkni ku t\u00eb doni, por n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi mos u ktheni, nuk mund ta mbaj k\u00ebt\u00eb turp mbi shpatulla!\u201d.
\nP\u00ebrve\u00e7 hallit q\u00eb na ra, edhe kjo na duhej tani. Vet\u00ebm motra me burrin e saj na u gjend\u00ebn n\u00eb ato dit\u00eb t\u00eb hallit, derisa vajza e hoqi f\u00ebmij\u00ebn, n\u00eb baz\u00eb t\u00eb t\u00eb gjitha rregullave q\u00eb k\u00ebrkoheshin n\u00eb at\u00eb koh\u00eb. Im shoq, pasi e kuptoi gabimin q\u00eb b\u00ebri, na k\u00ebrkoi t\u00eb ktheheshim n\u00eb familje dhe, duke mos patur rrug\u00eb tjet\u00ebr, vendos\u00ebm t\u00eb ktheheshim, por ajo ka qen\u00eb periudha m\u00eb e keqe e jet\u00ebs sime. Edhe prind\u00ebrit e tim shoqi, edhe djali e vet\u00eb burri im, na shikonin si armike mua dhe Arb\u00ebn, na shikonin sikur ne ishim turpi i sht\u00ebpis\u00eb. T\u00eb gjith\u00ebve ua falja, por burrit tim, jo. Prania jon\u00eb n\u00eb at\u00eb sht\u00ebpi ishte e padurueshme, asnj\u00eb nuk na kuptonte derisa erdhi nj\u00eb pik\u00eb dhe nuk kishte m\u00eb kthim mbrapa. I thash\u00eb vetes: \u201cBoll m\u00eb me k\u00ebto gj\u00ebra, nuk mund t\u00eb jem sh\u00ebrb\u00ebtorja e k\u00ebtyre!\u201d dhe vendosa t\u00eb ndahesha. B\u00ebra k\u00ebrkes\u00eb p\u00ebr sht\u00ebpi dhe mbas nj\u00eb viti q\u00eb mora sht\u00ebpin\u00eb, i thash\u00eb tim shoqi se do t\u00eb ndahesha prej tij. E gjitha kjo u prit keq, kuptohet, por nuk pata rrug\u00eb tjet\u00ebr. Vajza po at\u00eb vit fitoi burs\u00ebn p\u00ebr inxhiniere sepse ishte e shk\u00eblqyer me m\u00ebsime. Edhe pse na ra halli i madh, un\u00eb nuk e lash\u00eb kurr\u00eb t\u00eb binte n\u00eb depresion. Gjithmon\u00eb i tregoja se shkolla ishte i vetmi shp\u00ebtim i saj nga ai vend me zakone q\u00eb n\u00eb koh\u00ebn e turkut. Vajza u shkollua dhe u martua. Sot jeton n\u00eb Gjermani, kurse un\u00eb jetoj e vetme n\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn sht\u00ebpi, e cila u b\u00eb streha ime pas ndarjes nga bashk\u00ebshorti.<\/p>\n
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P\u00ebrsh\u00ebndetje! Un\u00eb q\u00eb po ju shkruaj jam nj\u00eb grua pes\u00ebdhjet\u00ebvje\u00e7are, lexuese shum\u00eb e rregullt e gazet\u00ebs suaj. Fakti q\u00eb vendosa t\u2019ju tregoja historin\u00eb time sot, lidhet me nj\u00eb prej pyetjeve q\u00eb disa vajza i drejtojn\u00eb mjekut gjinekolog t\u00eb gazet\u00ebs suaj. \u00cbsht\u00eb pik\u00ebrisht pyetja: \u201cA mund t\u00eb mbetet shtatz\u00ebn\u00eb nj\u00eb fem\u00ebr e virgj\u00ebr?\u201d. Pik\u00ebrisht kjo \u00ebsht\u00eb […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":5586,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[94],"tags":[282,254],"class_list":["post-5585","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-histori-nga-jeta","tag-histori-nga-jeta-2","tag-histori-personale"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5585","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5585"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5585\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/5586"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5585"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5585"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5585"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}