God alone knows how it is there - in Afghanistan, in an atmosphere saturated with rancid dust, on a parched, tormented land, where metal was torn to shreds and burned, where bloody bandages, like blooming poppies, could cover the field where fighters communicated with each other only by shouting and swearing - how could the women survive there; little of! How could they love and be loved without fading, withering, or turning to dust? Only God knows, only God... A very strong, heartfelt, sincere novel about the Afghan war and about love - about the untimely, doomed, inappropriate love of a Russian officer and an Uzbek girl, whose feelings, in spite of everything, rose to the ashes. The book was also published under the titles “The Two Hundred “”, “PPZh. Field wife."