The deadliest fight after losing last hope

We have fought with him deadly as two desperately lost and mad Kyrgyzes, that have not any hope for future – no happy transformation our state to Switzerland, no uniting with US, no joining to Japan and so on. No, no, no - we have had only one bleaky, doomed fate and stifling stagnant tomorrow  - to live in Custom Union of  old robbers and bastards and post-soviet sycophants - go down into the squeezing union of corruptions and cleptocracy in power, live to  death with the cursed comrades pillagers, thiefs, rapers and other criminals whom in future  will waited the Gaag's tribunal.
Yes, in the far future, of course, all will be OK - that's always being well in far future -but for now we  have not any chance except to beat, crush, crumble and maim each other, we fought savagely put all of our craft and power in our punch, hooks and  knock-downs and knock-outs. He beats me and I beat him mercilessly and with every new launch, crush, and munch our hate is just growing. Soon we both lost several teeth, our eyes and faces covered with bruises, our noses blooded. It was horrible picture!    
I don't remembered what happened later. The last things, which fixed in my memory, its my attempt to collect all my power and put it into last decisive and victorious punch, I don’t know did it or not, because lost consciousness at all.
 
I come to myself, lying down on the grass (our epic fight happen on the slope of green hill).
My head laid on someone legs and this someone with handkerchief wiped blood from my face and nose and mouth.
I opened my eyes – and seen familiar face of my love. Why! How she came to me here and how?

-What is the hell you come here? – I rose from grass and look carefully to her, not believing yet for this apparition.
-Because, I swore that find you, dear.
-When you arrived here?
-Yesterday!
-Where accommodated for night?
-In small hotel of Eski-Maasy town.
-How you found conditions?
-Very bad. But I prepared before
- OK. Go to home. You done everything well but why you not lost your weigh substantially. You are looking better now than year before but not too good for me.  Yes, it's quite unbelievable – my angel come to me to save me,  right from heaven, maybe, but why you're  staying in the same shape almost – little fat, dear.


-Shut down! - she cried - I know why Kyrgyzstan not move ahead! It’s not from bad president and government. People themselves are extremely ambitious and demandive there. Look to yourself, dear, you are almost a half-corpse now, half-dead but beat and humilate me heavily due to my little obesity.  You have seen only my fault, stinking  and rotten Asian man.
-Forgive me, please, dear. It’s just a joke, I love you and I will love you even if you will fatter twice than now. All European women slightly fat - fat from good and bad things, which is happened, they are getting fat from happiness and from woe, fat from fear and love too.
But I think the good decent one - no matter woman or man - must be in substantial quantities.
And if angel is really descended from heaven to us – he or she also must look perfectly and whole like you or white cloud in sky. Little bit fat and puffy.
-Go to hell!