When Lisa got married for the first time, it was a difficult time. To have enough money for a beautiful dress, I had to refuse a lavish banquet.
– I tried on several dresses in the salon, but they were all wrong,” she recalls, “And then I wore this one and never wanted to take it off again. They said it was exclusive and handmade.
– The price bites,” said her mother, “after all, it’s no big deal. Just to make you beautiful and happy.
After the wedding, Lisa and her husband moved in with her mother-in-law and father-in-law. Now they lived in the capital. But my mother-in-law was born in the same town as Lisa.
– I met my husband when he came to my grandmother in my town – says Lisa – there they lived in a three-room apartment with her father-in-law and her husband’s younger sister.
– And with the dress, what do you plan to do? – It is better to sell it, so it does not take up space and did not lie badly.
– I’ll think about it,” answered Lisa, “Let it stay for now, and then I’ll decide.
Her mother used to say it was bad luck to sell a wedding dress. It’s like putting your fate in someone else’s hands. Lisa didn’t believe it, but she didn’t want to say good-bye to her beautiful dress.
A year passed. Lisa and her husband went to her home for two weeks. It turned out that they stayed there another week longer, because her husband’s cousin invited them to her wedding. Lisa knew her fiancée; they were in the same grade.
– Do you see? – Her husband asked her, – Her sister has a dress just like yours. And you told me it was so exclusive and expensive. Were you trying to put a price on yourself?
– I was very uncomfortable with his words,” Lisa recalls, “because his parents, when they came to the wedding, also tried to laugh wryly at it.
During the wedding, the bride managed to tear the ruffles of her dress with her heel and leave stains on it from the cake, which the groom accidentally dropped. Lisa remembered it well, because the bride said:
– I rented a dress and paid so much, – complained the girl – it’s exclusive, sewn by hand. And how am I going to get it back?
Everyone tried to pity and support the bride. A month passed. A colleague at work asked Lisa to sell her dress. She agreed and handed over the dress in a box, not even looking inside.
– By the way I was well paid for it, – continues Lisa, – and the next day the colleague not only returned the dress to me and took her money back, but also told everyone at work that I tried to deceive her.
– Aren’t you ashamed to take such money for this dirty junk? – They rebuked Lisa.
She did not know what to answer. She opened the box and saw that the hem of the dress was torn, and in the middle of the dress there was a large chocolate stain.
– Everything clicked into place,” she said. “I called the bride. Everything was just as I thought it would be. My mother-in-law had brought her this dress, ostensibly from a salon to rent. “Don’t worry,” my mother-in-law reassured her niece as she picked up the ruined dress, “I’ll get them talking so hard they won’t even notice anything. But this trouble will cost extra money.
– So what of it? – My husband began to defend his mother, when Lisa figured out how it was possible to do so behind her back and set up a colleague, – Well, you would have lay another year without a case, and my mother successfully used it. Without a lie you will not get a benefit, so you have to know how to live.
Lisa did not think long, and that same evening packed her things. She went back to her parents.
– Well,” says Lisa, “when I got married for the second time, I bought an even better dress. I still have it. Do I believe in omens? No! That situation just showed what a stingy and unscrupulous family I ended up in.
Indeed, they not only cheated Lisa, but profited from their niece, charging her not only the money for the rental, but also for a ruined dress. Omen, which is really worth listening to: get a good look at the groom and his family. Then you won’t get it wrong.
Do you believe in omens?
