Biography of Fanis Khusainov
Give your mother, oh Almighty, I ask prayerfully that neither the day, because I gave birth to a hero for the glory of my homeland! I crouched next to her to get to know better. Munira Mullahmetovna Sayapova - neighbor Farida Apai. When Farida gave birth to a son, they rejoiced with them. The first time it was I ate Fanis in the bath. After a pause, she added: - Probably, she wished longevity.
Surely, ”she said. What happens in this world, everything has changed so ... He grew up before our eyes. We often visited the first -born Farida. When he grew up a little, he began to play with our children. Fanis was really moving, fearless and sociable. I sincerely tried to help in all matters. He resorted with a fork or shovel during hayfields and digging potatoes.
There was like a dear son for us. Therefore, it is very difficult.
Together they escorted him into the army, and met him together ... - And where did he serve? He was a sniper, ”answered Halil Agai in a thunderous voice. After the army he graduated from the SPTU, from there they released with a good description. They lived like one family. Eh, what kind of plans he had! He dreamed of repairing the house, marry his first marriage broke up and equip his life ...
- Munirapai spoke about Fanis for a long time and with love. She also mentioned one of his talent, which, perhaps, led him to the main feat. He knew technology well, understood her “language” and could eliminate any breakdown. He worked on a combine harvester and a tractor on a collective farm. It was then that I thought that it was not by chance that he managed to “curb” an enemy armored personnel carrier.
Then he turned to Khalil Agay. He asked him to tell what he still knows about Fanis. But he replied: “Not here, now we’ll go to MTM, there will be a“ male conversation ”. Not for female ears. Indeed, on the Internet, the people walked a lot of pro-Runoles about Fanis: he was in prison, so he fled to the war, because of this they did not give him the title of the hero ...
“Good,” I agreed, “we will talk in a manly workshop. Farida Apai freed herself and approached us. It seems that the necessary channels were connected to the TV, the cartoon began there. Amina and Enge sat on the sofa and went headlong into the screen. And adults have other worries, their conversations. When everyone sat down and calmed down a bit, I said: “I also followed the news about Fanis on the Internet and other sources.” Looking at his smiling friendly face, in the photographs, I thought that such a guy could not die, not a single bullet would dare to hurt this bright person.
For me, he was a symbol of our victory, the correctness of our actions. It seemed that no arrow would take it. Until the last, none of us could believe, ”said Munira Apai. Here with Aisil Mudarisovna just looked at the photos closer, and it seemed to us that the mole was on the wrong side. He is still waiting for a miracle, not wanting to accept the truth ...
- they said that they examined well, they saw the stolen name "Nail" on the forearm - Munira Apai could not remain silent. Eh, so it is, but a person is alive with hope. They married in great love ... And now the tattoop has become an identification sign. Indeed, after the army, Fanis met a girl named Nail, they fell in love with each other and got married. We lived in the village of Ilmakovo.
The daughter of Amina was born. But ... the paths of the young are dispersed, now the wife is married to another. They all have everything, Farida Apai speaks well of the former daughter -in -law: “He still calls me a mother. Calls, is interested in my condition. He says, hold on, mom, I and Amine still need you. During the funeral, she was here for three days, almost did not sleep.
I think her husband is good if he allowed to spend these mournful days next to me. " Farida, there can be no doubt here, ”Halil Agai quietly inserted. He did not like to sit for a long time, could not stand calmly. I looked at us for only five minutes. He was always in a hurry, as if he felt that he was released little time, ”Munira Apai added thoughtfully. Memories, peaceful conversation are able to calm the soul.
So the eyes of Farida Apai came to life a little. Several times I tried to go cook tea for us after a long road. I stopped her every time. I did not want to interrupt a lively conversation, on the contrary, I wanted to find out as much as possible about Fanis. Only after his return from the first business trip did someone showed a video where the shootout was going on.
Oh Allah, what are you really shooting there, I asked with surprise. And he only laughed: no, mommy, I starred in a cartoon, had fun, listening to jokes. He just said: I returned alive from such places. He did not say anything about the battles. And I did not ask him. Then Munira Apai revived: - My son also warned me so that she would not show these videos Farida. I only showed me what was shot inside the armored personnel carrier.
Fanis sits there and says in the cell: "He was not even lubricated, it will be necessary to do." In another video, he rides in old “Lada”, probably he himself repaired. They say that there he was engaged in the repair of cars. With deep admiration and tears in his eyes, this general asked one officer: “Where did you get this boy, where did you find it?
This is not a guy, but a real Spider-Man!In this video, friends just gathered a modest table to take Fanis on vacation. This video is gone. Either he erased Fanis, or deleted it herself when the phone’s memory was full. Now we are waiting for the return of his personal phone. It would be more likely. They have not even brought a passport yet. Farida Apai could not stand it, after all, she went to the kitchen to cook tea for guests.
Quickly covered on the table and invited everyone to tea. Halil Agai went out to smoke, and the neighbor and the teacher said that they would drink later, as they can see, so as not to interfere with us. Despite the sad atmosphere in the house, we could not refuse the hostess. What could be more expensive and tastier than tea, brewed with caring maternal hands! The table was bursting with treats.
Probably something remained after Fanis's commemoration. Trying hot dumplings, I imagined how recently Fanis was and Fanis at the same table. Pouring tea, the mother continued the conversation:-The son usually called from the road and asked to cook something tasty. I prepared manti, dumplings or kystyby. And at the last visit, he said that Kystyby would like.
And almost with tears in his eyes, he ate them plenty. He also praised me that I was cooking quickly and tasty. Amina also eats dad's favorite dishes with pleasure. Farida Apai talked, did not even have to ask anything. Poured us tea, treated it and indulged in memories. I did not interrupt her, I just listened to let my mother talk, even for a while distracted from heavy thoughts, pour out all joys and sorrows.
Some general sent his mother by car, as he himself could not come. He asked to photograph me and convey me in words: “I do not know this guy, but as a military man I respect him, because he is a real hero.