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<title><p>"Maxis"dan yana bir hikoya "CHIMILDIQDAN QAYTGAN QIZ"</p>
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<section><p>Baxt kuylagidagi</p>
<p>kizi olomon urtasida</p>
<p>yuzlarini kafti bilan</p>
<p>yopib, kon yiglardi.</p>
<p>- Mana, yuvindi kizlaringni</p>
<p>olinglar!</p>
<p>Sharmandalar! Endi xalk</p>
<p>oldida kanday bosh</p>
<p>kutarib yurasanlar? - kuyovni</p>
<p>amakisi ogziga</p>
<p>kelgan gapni aytib, sukinib</p>
<p>gapirardi.</p>
<p>Komil aka uyiga ukdek kirib</p>
<p>ketdi. Zum utmay,</p>
<p>kulida pichok bilan kaytdi.</p>
<p>- Nilufaaaaaar! Men seni ok</p>
<p>kildim! Senday</p>
<p>kizim yuk endi! Menga</p>
<p>sharmanda kizning keragi</p>
<p>yuk! Xaloyik, men bu kizni</p>
<p>kuyday suyib</p>
<p>tashlayman! Bu xamma kizlarga</p>
<p>sabok bulsin! -</p>
<p>Komil aka pichok bilan kiziga</p>
<p>tashlandi. Kuni-</p>
<p>kushni erkaklar unga</p>
<p>yopishishdi. Kulidan bir</p>
<p>iloj kilib pichokni tortib</p>
<p>olishdi. Maxalla</p>
<p>oksokoli, xotin-kizlar</p>
<p>kumitasi raisi xam</p>
<p>etib keldi. Zamira opa</p>
<p>Nilufarni yuziga</p>
<p>tarsaki tortib, yuz-kuzi aralash</p>
<p>ura ketdi. - Yaramas kiz, bizni</p>
<p>er bilan yakson kilding!</p>
<p>Bergan ok sutimga rozi</p>
<p>emasman! Iffatingni</p>
<p>kimga boy berding, lanati</p>
<p>kiz, - kizini urib</p>
<p>charchagan Zamira opa xushidan</p>
<p>ketib yikildi.</p>
<p>Uni kutarib uyga olib</p>
<p>kiriShdi. Kon bosimi</p>
<p>oshgan Komil akaga xam dori</p>
<p>ichirib, ichkariga</p>
<p>olib kirishdi.</p>
<p>- Nimaga sen indamaysan? Bir</p>
<p>ogiz gapirsang-</p>
<p>chi Nilufar.</p>
<p>- Shu gaplar rostmi, Nilufar?</p>
<p>- Men bu gaplarga</p>
<p>ishonmayman, singlim. Sen</p>
<p>suvday poksan. Gapir,</p>
<p>chimildikda nima buldi?</p>
<p>Gapirsang-chi...</p>
<p>Opalar Nilufarni urtaga</p>
<p>olib, surokka</p>
<p>tutishdi. Nixoyat Nilufar</p>
<p>tilga kirdi. Aka-</p>
<p>opalarining oyoklariga</p>
<p>yikildi.</p>
<p>- Bularga ishonmanglar!</p>
<p>Xammasi yolgon, xammasi</p>
<p>buxton! Menga birorta yigit</p>
<p>xatto</p>
<p>jimjilogini tekkizmagan.</p>
<p>Xa, opajon. Men</p>
<p>pokman. Lekin bugun mening</p>
<p>nomimni bulgashdi.</p>
<p>Yuzimga kora loy chaplashdi.</p>
<p>Bular borib</p>
<p>uglidan surashsin xakikatni...</p>
<p>meni tibbiy</p>
<p>tekshiruvdan utkazinglar...</p>
<p>ming marta</p>
<p>utkazinglar... men pokman...</p>
<p>dadajon, oyijon, menga</p>
<p>ishoninglar...</p>
<p>Bu ayanchli vokeaga butun</p>
<p>maxalla guvox buldi.</p>
<p>Maxalla oksokoli xammaga</p>
<p>tarkalishni buyurdi.</p>
<p>Kuda tomonni biroz</p>
<p>tinchlantirib, ortga</p>
<p>kaytarishdi. Opalar</p>
<p>Nilufarni uyga olib</p>
<p>kirishdi. Kizgina yuvinib,</p>
<p>baxt kuylagini</p>
<p>yirtib tashladi. Opalar asl</p>
<p>xakikatni bilish</p>
<p>uchun singilni gapga solishdi.</p>
<p>Nilufar</p>
<p>chimildikda bulib utgan gap-</p>
<p>suzni okizmay-</p>
<p>tomizmay opalariga</p>
<p>yiglagancha suzlab berdi...</p>
<p>...Yuz kurdi marosimi utgach,</p>
<p>kelin-kuyov</p>
<p>gushangaga kirishdi. Nilufar</p>
<p>xayajondan titrar,</p>
<p>zimdan kuyovni kuzatardi.</p>
<p>Lekin kuyov Ulugbek</p>
<p>kelinni yuzini ochishga</p>
<p>shoshilmas, u kanakadir</p>
<p>sovukkon, sarosimada edi.</p>
<p>Oradan bir necha</p>
<p>soat utdi xamki, kuyov</p>
<p>kelinning oldiga</p>
<p>kelmadi. Nilufar xayron,</p>
<p>nima kilishni</p>
<p>bilmasdi. Kutilmaganda</p>
<p>Ulugbek kulida pichok</p>
<p>bilan uning oldida paydo</p>
<p>buldi. Nilufar</p>
<p>kurkib ketdi. Rangi devorday</p>
<p>okardi.</p>
<p>Bakirmokchi edi, Ulugbek</p>
<p>kafti bilan uning</p>
<p>ogzini maxkam yopdi.</p>
<p>- Kurkma, ovozingni chikarma!</p>
<p>Senga aytadigan</p>
<p>gapim bor...</p>
<p>- Men anchadan beri bir kizni</p>
<p>sevaman. U xozir</p>
<p>mendan xomilador. Lekin ota-</p>
<p>onam u kizga</p>
<p>uylanishimga rozi bulishmadi.</p>
<p>Otam agar usha</p>
<p>kizni desang, seni uydan</p>
<p>xaydayman, ok</p>
<p>kilaman, uy-joydan mosuvo</p>
<p>kilaman, dedilar.</p>
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