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Чи це чуже житло? Плати оренду!

– Весілля моєї доньки на волосинці. Ми посварилися із зятем, бо він не хоче прийняти подарунок. Залишилося два тижні до весілля, а він влаштовує сварки. Не знаю, чим усе закінчиться, але мене шкода доньки.

– Чому він свариться?

– Ти не повіриш, через квартиру. Ми з чоловіком вирішили порадувати молодят, зібрали всі заощадження та купили квартиру як весільний подарунок. Довелося продати і дачу, і гараж, щоб вистачило на все. Нерухомість зареєстрована на доньку. Яке має значення, на кого?

– Вірно…

– Ми з чоловіком вважаємо, що вчинили правильно. Квартира, звісно, порожня. Треба зробити ремонт і купити меблі, але ми вже не маємо заощаджень. Чоловік сказав зятю, що разом будемо наводити лад поступово, щоб вони могли швидше в’їхати, але Андрій не хоче там робити ремонт!

– Чому?

– Він вважає, що це чуже житло. Не хоче вкладати в нерухомість, яка йому не належить. Нам сказав самим робити ремонт. Може придбати дрібниці, але не має наміру витрачати великі суми.

– А хіба вони не можуть в’їхати без цього ремонту? У чорновий стан?

– Ні, квартира зовсім порожня. Крім того, потрібно міняти сантехніку, електрику, вирівнювати підлоги та стіни. Вікна старі, їх краще замінити. Ну і хоча б мінімально все оздобити.

Я б сама не жила в таких умовах, хоча мені не потрібно багато зручностей. Як молодь може жити в такому безладі? Їм буде соромно. Зять працює у великій компанії, отримує гарну зарплату, але грошей шкодує. Він уперся, що хоче відкладати на своє житло, щоб не залишитися без даху над головою.

Хоче все готове. Вимагає від нас купити житло та зробити ремонт за наш рахунок. Ну що ж, якщо він вважає, що це чуже житло, нехай платить оренду. Якщо у нас немає нормальних стосунків, нехай так і буде. Я йому про це сказала, і найцікавіше, що він усміхнувся та погодився. Зобов’язується щомісяця платити сімсот гривень. Не більше, бо квартира не в житловому стані.

– А що говорить твоя донька?

– Вона дуже хвилюється, постійно плаче. Дуже його кохає і не може знести цю ситуацію. Їй більше не потрібна квартира, не потрібні ремонти, хоче, щоб усе було, як раніше. Мені не подобається, що людина не хоче вкладатися в родину. Що буде далі? Ще не одружився, а вже думає про розлучення та поділ майна.

Чи вважаєте ви, що Андрій повинен вкластися в житло дружини? Планує там жити, мати дітей, облаштуватися. Кого турбує, хто офіційний власник? А може його думка логічна? Що б ви зробили на його місці?

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