Hann sat vi\u00f0 t\u00f6lvuna, horf\u00f0i \u00e1 v\u00eddj\u00f3 annarshugar. \u00c9g vissi hva\u00f0 var a\u00f0 trufla hann, \u00e9g vissi a\u00f0 hann var a\u00f0 reyna a\u00f0 hugsa um eitthva\u00f0 anna\u00f0. \u00c9g spur\u00f0i hann hvort \u00e9g g\u00e6ti gert eitthva\u00f0, hann annarshuga sag\u00f0i nei.
En \u00e9g vissi hva\u00f0 \u00e9g gat gert, \u00fea\u00f0 var eitt sem hann gat ekki gert annarshuga. Eiga eiginkonur ekki a\u00f0 l\u00e9tta eiginm\u00f6nnum l\u00edfi\u00f0?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u00c9g sneri st\u00f3lnum vi\u00f0, hann ger\u00f0i ekkert s\u00e9rstakt til a\u00f0 stoppa mig en sag\u00f0i strax a\u00f0 hann v\u00e6ri ekki \u00ed skapi. \u00dea\u00f0 er allt \u00ed lagi, hann segir \u00fea\u00f0 alltaf \u00feegar eitthva\u00f0 er a\u00f0 trufla hann.
\u00c9g glotti bara og umla eitthva\u00f0 \u201cN\u00fa\u00fa\u00fa\u00fa???\u201d
\u00c1 me\u00f0an hann gerir ekkert til a\u00f0 stoppa mig fr\u00e1 \u00fev\u00ed a\u00f0 hneppa buxunum hans fr\u00e1.
\u201c\u00de\u00fa veist afhverju.\u201d segir hann.
\u201cNei, \u00e9g veit a\u00f0 \u00fe\u00fa \u00fearft a\u00f0 draga hugann a\u00f0 einhverju \u00f6\u00f0ru\u201d svara \u00e9g og held \u00e1fram a\u00f0 afkl\u00e6\u00f0a hann. Hann svara engu s\u00e9rst\u00f6ku \u00f6\u00f0ru en a\u00f0 kl\u00e1ra a\u00f0 kl\u00e6\u00f0a sig \u00far buxunum og setjast aftur \u00ed st\u00f3linn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u00der\u00e1tt fyrir allt er glettni m\u00edn ekki b\u00fain a\u00f0 hafa venjuleg og eignlega \u00e1\u00e6tlu\u00f0 vi\u00f0br\u00f6g\u00f0. En \u00fea\u00f0 er allt \u00ed lagi, \u00e9g er b\u00fain a\u00f0 sj\u00faga \u00feetta typpi \u00ed svo m\u00f6rg \u00e1r a\u00f0 ef \u00fea\u00f0 er eitt sem \u00e9g kann \u00ed \u00feessum heim, \u00fe\u00e1 er \u00fea\u00f0 a\u00f0 l\u00e1ta \u00feetta typpi koma.
\u00c9g fer \u00e1 hn\u00e9in og hann brosir l\u00e9tt, hann veit \u00feetta svosum jafnvel og \u00e9g. \u00c9g brosi til baka og tek hann upp \u00ed mig. Hann er ekkert har\u00f0ur en \u00fea\u00f0 er bara t\u00edmaspursm\u00e1l. \u00c9g s\u00fdg me\u00f0 sm\u00e1 afli og set hann eins langt og sj\u00fapt upp\u00ed mig og \u00e9g get. Akkurat af\u00fev\u00ed hann er ekki \u00ed fullri reisn kemst hann mun lengra en venjulega, s\u00e9rsaklega \u00feegar \u00e9g s\u00fdg. \u00c9g held \u00ed augnablik, hreyfi tunguna l\u00e9tt me\u00f0 og finn hvernig hann \u00fer\u00fatnar \u00fat \u00ed kokinu \u00e1 m\u00e9r.
Hann hleypir \u00fat langdregnu \u201cAaahhhhh\u201d og \u00e9g finn hvernig hann byrjar a\u00f0 vera ekki annarshuga.
\u00c9g \u00e1kve\u00f0 a\u00f0 halda athygli hans og dreg hann h\u00e6gt \u00fat \u00fear til eing\u00f6ngu k\u00f3ngurinn er eftir upp\u00ed m\u00e9r, passa a\u00f0 bleyta hann vel \u00e1 lei\u00f0inni upp. Svo tek \u00e9g \u00fe\u00e9tt utan um hilti\u00f0, r\u00e9tt fyrir ne\u00f0an munnin \u00e1 m\u00e9r og f\u00f6rum \u00e9g og hendin \u00e1 m\u00e9r h\u00e6gt ni\u00f0ur hann aftur. Upp og ni\u00f0ur, a\u00f0eins hra\u00f0ar. Og \u00feegar \u00e9g er hamingjus\u00f6m me\u00f0 hversu miki\u00f0 \u00e9g er b\u00fain a\u00f0 slefa og bleyta typpi \u00e1 honum, \u00fe\u00e1 leyfi \u00e9g h\u00f6ndinni a\u00f0 halda \u00e1fram en stoppa munnin me\u00f0 bara k\u00f3nginn upp\u00ed m\u00e9r og s\u00fdg af a\u00f0ins meira afli. Hann gr\u00edpur a\u00f0eins fastar \u00ed arminn \u00e1 st\u00f3lnum, \u00e9g finn hjartsl\u00e1tt og l\u00e9tt s\u00e6\u00f0sbrag\u00f0.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u00c9g s\u00fdg \u00fe\u00e1 fastar og nota tungbroddinn til a\u00f0 kitla blettinn \u00fearna framan\u00e1 sem \u00e9g veit hann f\u00edlar. Hendin fer hra\u00f0ar fram og aftur \u00e1 gl\u00e6stum liminum sem glansar me\u00f0 munnvatninu. Hann stynur a\u00f0eins meira. \u00c9g hlusta \u00e1 fallegu stunurnar og fleiri fyrirbo\u00f0um um yfirvofandi fulln\u00e6ginu, b\u00ed\u00f0andi eftir r\u00e9tta augnablikinu. Og r\u00e9tt \u00e1\u00f0ur en hann kemur \u00fe\u00e1 sleppi \u00e9g hendinni og renni munninum ni\u00f0ur hann allann, tek hann allann upp \u00ed mig. Hann stynur h\u00e1tt og langt, kemur samstundis, dj\u00fapt \u00ed koki\u00f0 \u00e1 m\u00e9r. Gr\u00edpur l\u00e9tt um h\u00f6fu\u00f0i\u00f0 mitt og \u00fer\u00fdstir s\u00e9r \u00f6rl\u00edti\u00f0 lengra me\u00f0an s\u00ed\u00f0ust bylgjurnar af fulln\u00e6gingunni l\u00ed\u00f0a \u00ed gegnum hann.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Hann brosti og sag\u00f0i \u201cTakk, \u00e9g \u00feufti \u00e1 \u00feessu a\u00f0 halda\u201d og \u00e9g brosti til baka, einsog \u00e9g gat me\u00f0 munn fullan af brundi \u00e1 me\u00f0an \u00e9g f\u00f3r af sta\u00f0 a\u00f0 kl\u00f3settinu.
\u00deegar \u00e9g kom til baka var hann aftur kominn \u00ed v\u00eddj\u00f3 gl\u00e1p \u00ed t\u00f6lvunni, af meiri \u00e1huga \u00ed \u00feetta sinn.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Hann sat vi\u00f0 t\u00f6lvuna, horf\u00f0i \u00e1 v\u00eddj\u00f3 annarshugar. \u00c9g vissi hva\u00f0 var a\u00f0 trufla hann, \u00e9g vissi a\u00f0 hann var a\u00f0 reyna a\u00f0 hugsa um…<\/p>\n