SERBIA
The year was ,year my husband Crna Gora,became , name is Ana Karadžić.You might know me as the Republic of ,I was in a plane.I wanted to visit Djuro in his home in ,I got in a plane on the ,,Nikola Tesla" airport and bougth a ticket to Podgorica.I know he is in Cetinje but that city does not have an airport.
When I got off the plane I entered a buss and it brought me to ,I got to Montenegro's house.
He had a giant yellow eagle with tho heads on his door.,,Djuro,otvori!"I shouted in Serbian.I heard him opened the door.
He looked auburn hair was much longer than before.,,Šta mogu da uradim za tebe?"he asked.,,Djuro,you look terrible."-,,I have seen better days I guess."he replied.
On the wall was hanging a big red flag with a yellow eagle.,,Your new flag?"I asked.,,Yes."Djuro looked was a same look as he got when he left Turkey,when he got independent.I remmember those days very good.6 centuries I was a slave for that bastard Ottoman.
,,You do know that all countries who had a two-headed eagle were once empires,right?"Montenegro smiled.,,I am special."-,,That I believe."
Djuro smiled again.,,Nedostajala si mi,Ana"he said.
Wow,he said he missed me.
,,I ti isto"I replied.
He looked at stood up and he started to get closer.,,Too bad,really.I am a country now but we got divorced."-,,Yes,we did, does not mean we cant be friends."-,,I dont want to be your friend,Ana.I love you."
I did not realize why did he say that now.,,I-i love you too."I said.
Gospode Bože.
He kissed me.A true kiss in the lips.I kissed him back.
,,Volim te"he said.
,,Volim i ja tebe"He embraced me into another kiss with the two-headed eagle watching us.
