Party with friends ended with the deprivation of a driver’s license.

Igor and I have been married for three years. We had no children, but we were not in a hurry. Most of all we liked to spend free time in the company of friends.

Ever since school, I still have one best friend of the World. She was always with me in all the troubles. Sometimes it seemed that if my mother found out what we were doing, they would lock me up for the rest of her life in her room without a phone, computer or Internet.

I was confident in my friend, as in myself. We even got married with a difference of three months. First I signed with Igor, and then Sveta and Pasha played a magnificent, cheerful wedding.

Often we spent evenings and weekends at Sveta with her husband. So it was that time. I waited for Igor, and we rushed to my beloved friends. I loved driving a car, all the more Igor gave me a new Toyota car, almost from the passenger compartment. The husband took Sveta wine, and himself and Pasha - cognac.

Friends that night were pretty boring. I didn’t even want to drink, Sveta persuaded me all evening, and I agreed to drink a glass of wine with her. I don’t even know why the evening didn’t work out, I didn’t want to communicate or have any fun, so we soon decided to go home.

I told Igor to start the car while I said goodbye to the guys. Sveta made a surprised face, they say, how were you going to go drunk driving? I immediately told my friend that it was completely sober, this glass of wine was about nothing. Sveta saw that I was quite adequate, standing on my own feet and talking normally. Then Pashka got involved, the two of them began to persuade me and my husband to stay with them overnight or go home by taxi. And what is there to go? Just a couple of houses, because we lived on the other edge of the district center, not more than 5 km.

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I said goodbye to friends who persistently continued to persuade us to stay, and went out into the street. I sat behind the wheel, my husband sat next to us and we slowly moved. It’s been a familiar place from childhood, I’ve traveled here more than once, we even drove races with guys, because the police don’t come around here at all.

I quietly drove the car, Igor whispered some stupid things in my ear, we added music and very soon we should have been home, if not ... .. Suddenly I saw flashing beacons from behind, there was a beep calling me to stop. I was very scared and confused, my husband was scared no less than me. I realized that these are traffic police officers. Having mastered a little panic, I prepared the documents and began to wait until the inspector came to our car. When he approached, I opened the window and handed out the documents, while the employee did not even have time to introduce himself. However, I was asked to get out of the car.

Wondering why the inspector was so strict to me, I opened the door and went out. I was immediately offered to undergo a blood alcohol test. I could not restrain my fear. Then I was asked to blow into a tube, and then go and undergo a medical examination. As a result - deprivation of rights for a year and a half and a fine of 30 thousand rubles.

Even before we went to the hospital, I asked the inspector why they appeared here, because this area had never been patrolled before and was considered quite prosperous. The guy answered me evasively that there was a certain call, and the duty officer sent them just behind our car, which they described to them over the phone. I realized who made this unfortunate call. In addition to Sveta and Pashka, there was no one to call and report my condition.

Until now, I don’t understand how Svetlana could do this to me, get into my life and ruin her. My husband and I only got closer, because trouble united us, but I have not had any friends since then. But in general, what does it matter to me, in what condition do I go? After all, it will be my problems if something happens to me?