Saga about Ishakyan

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The rich dad Meruzhan does not disappear in any way

It seems, it seems that almost a year has passed since the murderer Edik Ignatyan received, albeit not deservedly, but still, real imprisonment, which for this ever -blessed major is a serious punishment.

He sits quietly, they are watching him, we are aware of all his divisions.
Two oral remarks for insolence, the threat of sending to the common fund, where the connoisseurs are already waiting for his beauty, Killed Edik's violent temper.

But his rich dad, who "sold everything" even during the investigation, will not disappear in any way, and recently it was born on the pages of the BN selling newspaper with a whole carriage of shit towards people who suffered from his worthless son.

I will not give links, because I do not want to promote fools for whom the money does not smell, I will just say the article paid, custom.
After all, the editors there are Prokhorenka, for whom any order is not a problem - Babos conscience will be easy to eat easily.
When an openly custom article outraged people and they began to write comments, then suddenly they were all ... deleted!
As one of the editors explained that since the article is paid, the author himself may require it. Here, the cowardly Meruzhan demanded :)))

The senior Ignatyan, for whom his seed seems to have difficult times in all its worst qualities.

First, he lost the business Vyatka twice in court, making the whole city with the help of a 68-year-old clown, then he flew into taxes ...
He, apparently, was visible from the criminal case? Since he was never brought in in the Orichevsky district, although all sorts of Nurgalins were responsible for him.
The investigator in the area told me about this, my good friend of the Armenian, by the way ...

And here is a paradox.
As soon as the first deadline for parole comes up, this dad, who was deeply spitting on the victims of the victims of a crazy drunken driving, raised people, suddenly came to the newspaper, paid for the article and placed it, dousing the defenders of the victims with mud.

Well, that's okay, everyone remembers everything well, and who forgot - there is an accident group of October, where there is the whole chronology of events and materials.
https://m.vk.com/dtp220912

The dry residue: Ignatyan - the eldest was worried, saying that he was ready to return to discuss the purchase of an apartment for Julia Bronnikova, who until recently lived in the house for demolition.

What prevented and prevents him from just taking and buying an apartment so that everyone understands that this family pleaded guilty, no one knows.

But I think an article that I want to buy is much cheaper than really buy an apartment.
And, sort of like, public opinion can be prepared for the exit of the son at the parole ...
In fact, as we have long reported many times, Ignatyan himself did not plead guilty, no compensation for damage, no negotiations on the possibility of buying an apartment or what other compensation to the relatives of the dead and the victims were never.
There were separate statements, shit -willed semi -bloggers, and heaps of mud, poured on those who fought steadfastly for justice.

Therefore, God to the Ignatians is a judge.

And everything would be nothing if it were not for the syllable of this new article in which Edik was presented as a small pioneer-angel, which never offended anyone but his toilet.

He was written there by one author of a very interesting answer, in which, with the help of artistic creation, he described the events of October 5, 2012 - a terrible accident, through the eyes of Pope Meruzhan, who, probably, in his opinion, this is exactly what these events represent.

Since the cowardly papik ordered the Prokhoreniki who was on his suction to close the comments, we correct this and place that comment - the fairy tale in full here.

The fairy tale is artistic, all coincidences with real characters are random.

Saga about Ishakyan

"Rafik does not have a wine" - Garik Martirosyan.

"Rafika Ishakyan has long known the whole city.
Not a single trouble or grief remained unnoticed by him. He managed to intercede for the humiliated and insulted, to take off the cats from the trees, to translate grandmothers - he managed to give him overhead muscles and red boots everywhere and everywhere, so that he could move faster on his snow -white volunteer locomotive in order to quickly come to the rescue.

People always parted when they noticed a car Rafik, hurrying to help fight evil.
They turned it off to the side of the road and reduced speed to 20, so it seemed that he was just flying to the rescue!

So, that night he rode very tired.

38 Grandmothers, translated during the day through the road, stolen to all Orichs and peaceful firewood, a dozen trips to the homes of elderly and a lot of sweets exchanged to cigarettes so that people throw smoking, greatly tired the hero, but he still has one very important thing.

He is in his strip, absolutely sober (he never drank anything, even medicines with alcohol!), At a speed of 40 km/h, went to the orphanage and took new toys to children.

Nearby was a grandmother with a bag of raspberries, which he felt sorry for and he decided to throw her home. I took my grandmother for the company ...

Two homeless people were in the back seat: they, in terms of kindness, he wanted to bring them to his home to feed, wash and put to bed.

He rode and thought at 4 in the morning: it is better to bring it to his beloved dad, or in Doronichi?

After all, dad is already getting up at this time - he runs to watch a video from his objects, and his beloved has not yet been fallen: they always wait for dad home with the homeless people, which he was laundering, and a ten a day.

The radio book "Rules of the road" sounded along the radio.

Rafik always listened to her while driving.

At 4 o’clock in the morning there was a phone call. Father called.
Rafik answered through the headset (this is important. He is the perfect driver).

The father said that he could not fall asleep all night, thought about his employees and their families.
I decided to raise a salary to them the eighth time in a year, but not two, but three times.

This news is Sisakyan - the youngest was incredibly delighted.

But joy did not last long.

Suddenly, he was attacked by drunken, smoked, poor Russians on cheap cars.
They cut it, blinded it with light, shouted out of the window of Nazi slogans offensive for the Armenians, pushed into the oncoming lane, accelerated their non -excessive cars to unthinkable speed and rammed the hero’s volunteer car.

After the first clash, he managed to stop his iron friend exclusively with the help of skill and special training (the speed was as much as 40 km/h, because, as a wise driver, he always chose a high-speed mode, taking into account the weather features and time of the year), but two more Kamikadze machines still flew into it.

There was a terrible blow, but you just won’t take a volunteer mobile.

After the attack ended, Rafik got out of the car to help drunk, stained poor Russian lawmakers.
Right before the ambulance arrived, he saved the back of one randomly injured taxi driver, rubbing his back with machine oil.
Then he called the dad and nobly asked to buy cars to all victims in an accident with drunken poor Russian cars.

Dad did not think for a second: after all, all the good and innate nobility in the son of Ishakyan was genetically transmitted precisely from Ishakyan - the eldest.

After Rafik helped all the victims to all help, he himself did not notice that he did all his good with a heavy bloody wound.

He stood for a long time and looked at the tragic consequences of driving drunken poor Russians on their bad and wretched cars.
Then friends arrived and took his grandmother with raspberries, two homeless people themselves washed and fed, on the way, giving them car registrars found on the road.

The picture of the accident horrified the hero and he cried quietly.

He cried for a long time, did not know how to continue to live after what happened and in court took all the blame on himself.

The evil judge took advantage of this with pleasure and soldered him a fake term ...

Now everything that the Jesakyan family is thinking about is praying to God, in the hope that all pregnant brides and mothers of the dead drunken poor Russians will allow them to buy every family in the apartment, for which they are ready to sacrifice their entire fortune! ”

Who believed in this fairy tale - transfer money to the aid of the volunteer Rafik directly to the colony -settlement where he is sitting.

Do these ghouls really think that someone will believe these tales ???