He took his vacation it was two weeks ago, no signs of his existence, whatsoever, it seems he is completely gone in the thin air. I had no intention or any interest on exercising Jersey justice as one of the senior front desk officer cum secretary of the hotel because I had no position to do it on one of the top management officials though I could or other ex lovers of his could, create some kind of propaganda or rumours of involved in human trafficking or raping virgin innocent lolly girls on the hotel rooms or prostitution business with fake IDs or accidental secret murder during intercourse then cutting them into pieces to make our clients inexpensive foods, so, no body should be found to discover the murder but I rather try to see him in his bright side of his human nature. He was a good guy and there was a good possibility that I could fall for him but his lolly love was probably the distraction of my life. Every employee of this hotel knew about his virgin dates and hours of using them in his own especial hotel room with expensive services, all on his account, of course. Beyond the hotel of his, where he used his clients, it was still unknown but they were our expensive clients so, nothing to say, it's blooming our business.
After a very long vacation and my lots of ill thinking about him, my boss asked for me, to meet him in his office, early in the morning. I was feeling awesomely bad when he asked to meet him. Was feeling drowsy already when I took myself before him, he seemed happy, then I had nothing to worry about, he was interested on him, asking about his whereabouts when I disappointed him by letting him down. I said, no sir, he didn't informed me or anyone about his long vacation. After saying that, I was feeling bad for saying that, my boss gave me order to get him back from his hometown, I tried my best to convince him that I was not the right person to rescue that man from his vacation, he might be enjoying his heavenly moment right now. But still, he said to get my air ticket, hotel reservations and not to get back without him. He gave me a week to come back with him. I was thinking, why the hell me, I could not even tolerate that person.
He was from a small town by the river. Most of the time it stay flooded, especially, during rainy season. As most of the most romantic people who loved to enjoy rainy season, these people couldn't enjoy those things, because they didn't have that luxury to enjoy romance when they were busy to safe themselves. Even government officials didn't care because it's a normal thing for them and they were not the only one who was suffering in floods. When I heard their sufferings, I felt bad because it was one of those rainy days in the middle of the spring when we all love to enjoy with our loved ones but I was there, came to collect our universal lover on the airport platform, standing there, waiting for a taxi cab, to take me in my reserved hotel in this horrible weather.
Ah! atlast, I was in my hotel room, not very luxurious but it's comfy enough to feel comfortable. It's been a while that I hadn't seen his handsome face, for some reason, I was feeling shy to confront him. He was from this small town, broad up alone by his self, poor family and friends, the environment of his was completely unknown to upper niches even I couldn't imagine, how he or his neighbourhood was going to treat me. I was up brought by my parents, studied in government subsidies public schools along with part times then this job but he was a man from village by the lake that always drowned in floods as the information flowed to me and it's raining, all was my luck. I prepared myself for this place, wore my boots with quarter baggy's and shirts with blazer, all in grey and an umbrella as big as available in the store, they said it was the latest with auto systems, hair bundled in plastic covering for protection from the flood, it's grossly as I even thinking about swimming in the floods were all the dirts, shits, urine, garbage and most of all, the drain waters would be there, why, why the hell God testing me like that as if I didn't enjoy my part of agony enough. It was all his fault, if he returned on time then this would not be happened. I took my cash and mobile in poly bag with his home address. I was in full of adventure, prepared to face any circumstances of weather and his, had my breakfast on time and ready to leave the hotel, right then he entered from the front door of my hotel, with his dazzling smile and sparkling eyes. Yeah, right there, infront of the hotel reception, he was talking with a beautiful, young receptionist, probably new, I had not seen her before. His charm was overflowing when he was talking with her. I was like, I knew he was having a fun time here but my boss, no! he might be in trouble, check him out, help him, rescue him, there was no mobile network, just like his another girlfriend, worried enough to sent me here. I was watching him like a hunting tiger to bite his neck and serve him to my master. Right then when I was thinking to hunt him, he saw me, he was not surprised a beat, he walked straight to me and ask my permission to have a seat with me. I was startled by his graceful handsome harness, it overwhelmed me. He just stared me for a while then ask me with his sharp and clean voice, why are you here? He was not smiling but he wasn't disturbed either but he was ensuring my presence there, if I went through overboard like a kinky jealous girlfriend. Then I had to disappoint him and break his heart by sharing the real fact, that I was sent by our boss. He just closed his eyes for a moment then said, how long are you staying here? I said till I take you back to our boss. He said, go back to your room, pack your things and come back here at the reception, before I said anything, he added, don't question, just do what I said. I got back to my room without questioning him further, packed my all luggage and came back to him, he paid the bill and asked me to follow, I was thrilled by his seriousness, it's unexpected. I never saw him so serious.
It was half an hour journey from my hotel to his place, by bus of course, oh God, so disgusting place, all dirty, the bus was empty but it would be wrong if I say it was a bus, it was a mini bus or some kind of a high hooded van, it had a brown interior designing with all dirt, smelling like a puke or poops, I was feeling dizzy but because we had our bus seats, I managed to stay alive on my feet. The weather was getting worse and worse. Dark sky, darkened the whole place. I couldn't see much, all the faces of the passengers, I said nothing during the journey but he seemed sad and tired. When we dropped down from the bus, it was on the cemented road, made by village people, I guessed. From there we had to walk for an hour in the woods, few houses, I saw at their best control trying to stand there on their backbone, all wet or I might say brushed by the harsh weather. Muddy pathway, muddy roads, my boots were not helping me, at some point I stuck in the middle of the way then he had to pull me back. I was so devastated and tired that I had to ask him, where are you taking me? What could be so wrong if I stayed in the hotel, then he said with his indecent smile as ever, you probably get robbed and at worse could be raped. I was thinking then what could be worse than you. Surprisingly, he was not suffering like me, it seemed he was walking on the edge of tree roots, it was only me who was suffering with my luggage as I was modest enough I didn't gave him the pleasure of being a man to carry my things. All the way, he was trying to control his smitten laughter of my modest suffering then finally, we reached our desired destination, it was like a hidden treasure in the deep, dark woods. A small house in open wide place on top of the hills surrounded with iron barricades. What was he doing in this rundown place? Completely disastrous and neglected, chopped off woods on one side for fire place, damaged electrical household appliances carefully restored behind those woods, muds with dirts making the place more dreadful, heavy rain, neat and clean cement tiled frontage of the house, colourful small flower buds surrounded it but rain drowned them. Simple concrete design, nothing lively in it, just like him, he welcomed me in his small house graciously where probably he was cleaning it alone, seemed like it, kitchen with living room, no electricity, it's shut down because of stormy weather, small gas stove, few kitchen appliances, all minis lined up in a row, mini fridge, mini washing machine, mini trash dispenser on right side of the moderate size room, velvet huge sofa with wood lodge like coffee table, top of that table on the ceiling there was a medium sized window, anyone could see sky from the sofa, it was a beautiful sight, small table lamps, fireplace infront of the sofa, vintage bookshelf over the fireplace, stored vintage books with unknown writers, books published when I didn't suppose to born, one big bedroom with comfortable toilet, bedroom had everything to make life comfortable, huge double bed with side tables, huge one window from ceiling to floor, desk for reading with writing materials on the side of that window and toilet was equipped with all custome made, polished, glazing with beauties, huge cement tub with jacuzzi in the middle of the back wall, both side were installed with showers, cement basin, cement commode, large rug laid outside the shower zone, all other necessary things like towels, robes, toiletries neatly kept aside in the wall surfaces which was from ceiling to floor, even armoire was there, all greys. I could hide in this toilet, probably he could not see me in here. I loved his house best complimentary for him and best description as well. No television, no internet, no network any sort of, completely isolated place, if anyone like to hide here they can easily do that, no one can even doubt, generator was solar system even the complete house was covered by solar powered on the rooftop of solar panels, there was also rain water filtration system on the roof, so there was no poverty in water or electricity, all from the nature. I was hoping for some fruit trees on the back like jack fruit, apples, oranges, grapes with a pond then it would be more advantageous for living.
I was feeling good after having my bath, he gave me his only master bedroom to stay, we had to share the bed, it was quite big, so no problem for me. He gave me canned cooked beans with roasted lamb to eat probably from last night leftovers, I ate like an obedient cat. I was an obedient, am I not, it makes me smile still. He didn't talk with me till I was checking out his vintage books, he said to me, do you need anything else, you can take a nap if you want with his sparkling eyes, it was a stormy weather and weather was comfortable enough for that. I thought why not, I was tired indeed, so I went for bed early that day. I had no idea how long I slept but when I wake up, I was completely unaware of my nakedness, why, I couldn't recall my memories but my head was buzzing with sounds. I dressed up for my bon voyage and went outside to look for him. He was repairing his generator, ahh, then I understood, it was the generator that was buzzing on my head. The rain stopped, sky was clean, the heat of sun dried every wetness as it seemed and he was there, looking handsome as ever, repairing his generator. I was staring him for how long, I had no idea but I loved that moment. When he noticed me, I have done my staring but he had no mood to tolerate me that's what I unexpected known that special moment of my time. He seemed like he saw something that he should not have. Then I remembered that I woke up naked, I was feeling shamefully shameless, was he, no, no, that embarrassment was not going to happen that day. He didn't say a word but fed me like a stray cat, he have done his duty, I tried to help him but he refused to take my help, rather he asked me to look around the place if I want to but didn't say a word about my nakedness or any awkward situation that happened in my deep sleep last night. As he suggested, I was looking around the place if I could find any maple tree or fruit trees or pond as I wished for but what I found out was a slaughter room where he clean up all hunted animals, he did everything on his own, there he was drying salted meats and fishes, mushrooms was quivering there in another dark room, stored and bottled up preserved rice wine, dried fruit and vegetables, cheese were stored in another, full place smelled like a small savory haven, then I saw the graveyard after few miles nearby the lake, it could be seen from the house outside terrace but I couldn't realised that he was like this. We were living on the hills, from where the lake could be seen. A chilling thrill came over my spine for a moment, who could live out here with a grave alone, it seemed freshly made, probably rain washed away some soil from them, only he could live in such a place. I was feeling chilled with thrill so went back to home. He was not there outside, where was he? The heavy dark clouds started to hide the sky, I was running back to the house with chilling spine when I fell down over him on his back and banged his head with the concrete, cement, mosaic floor. He literally hold me up and threw me on his side, no, I didn't get any sort of pain but he did do it with his strong muscular arms. He was sitting on there, holding his back of the head and looked at me then said, why are you running? for what occasion? I just stared at him like a new born child on earth but didn't say my thrilling experience of discovering his family graveyard. He was still biting his teeth with pain when holding some ice on his head then shared his real reasons behind taking long vacations.
He was a man who made himself up. No one or nobody ever saw him as a perfect man for their beautiful daughters, he claimed he was not that much lucky like his rich friends then smiled a little. I was feeling somehow bad for this man. Moreover, he was brought up in a lower middle class family where education is only a prestigious way of institutional livings, and those who can act as an individual entity with higher self confidence could enjoy the luxury of being a business man that he might never be but because of his good charm, girls always attracted to him naturally. The place where we were staying was his place where he grew up. At very early age he forced himself to get married with an elderly woman, as his parents never cared about his education and livings, the only reason of their negligence was narrated in short by him was insufficient money that he made himself to get by his affairs with her. He never had a chance to fall for any woman of his age or younger than him but he was really madly in love his wife. She was his everything in life. Everything he had ever learned was taught by her nevertheless even how to approach to a woman and make them fall for him was also taught by her. She was a very highly educated and a rich woman at that time when he took a part time work in her own house. He was her art teacher. It was his another part time job or luxury of time sanctuary that he loved to do whenever he needed. She was an only heir of her properties, every man and sometimes even a woman tried to woe her for her richness but she ignored every single proposal just for him. He still couldn't believe what she saw in him but from the moment she saw him, she offered him to be her secret and sacred lover, despite of their age, social status, financial and other differences, they loved each other very dearly and intimately. She never for once made him understand what kind of depression working in her for this sacred endeavor of affair with him but she did manage to keep this affair a secret pleasure. After a long time of doing secret affair with his student, they finally got married, because of her age and status of social life that marriage didn't last more than a year. Marriage was not an important thing to her but because she loved him so much, she wanted to gave him a proper name of their relationship. That divorce was the reason of his present social life. She made him a man of his honour, gave him her half of the fortune then went back with another young man to live her lively happy life. Though she was quite remarkably older than him but still she looked as fresh as a petal of any flower of the garden. He took the vacation for this divorce, he and she spent some quality time on the memories of his youth and her beauty then get over with her desired divorce. He didn't claimed anything from her because he actually loved her and still do. Because of her, he was a man who earned a good admiration from any female character he ever crossed with in his life. Probably, this love of his was good enough to end this lifetime of him. After his final farewell with her, he came to his house to spend few times of his own, as a director of the hotel, it was his first vacation after a long period of time, so, there should not be any problem, it was complete nonsense to think about of sending an employee to check him out, my boss knew why he was taking the vacation. As much I had learn, he was deeply in love with her but reality was much harsh than he ever expected.
His part of stories didn't stop right there, ironically, there was more to come, after having his divorce, his ex wife's previous husband before him, had a beautiful daughter who he had no idea about her existence, emerged from out of the bloom, came to his life like an angel. At first, she didn't give any information about her, so did he, they both met on the beach infront of her mother's home, they loved each other from a glance, they liked each other so much that they spent entire day with each other but till then they didn't need to ask each other's name or profession or anything, just having a carefree lazy good time with each other, when their time ended, he realized he had to meet his ex wife on a restaurant, she changed her mind of seeing him for the last time on her house. He didn't want to leave her that moment for his ex wife but he had to, when he wanted to drop her on his way to her house then he knew who that lovely lady was, at that moment, his world moved with agony and dismay. He didn't say anything about himself but leave her there for never to return. Later, after meeting her mother, he learned from her lawyer that, the house was on her daughter's name, she just came to visit her hometown to see her mother's house and gave the entire property of her on her ex husband's name to repent for her mother's rude cruel reality.
I couldn't resist the temptation of being confused about him and my feelings, it was just happened to be founded on the trash. Then he started to add again of his side of story, he had never felt so lost before that day, a memorable day with sad endings, from then he was adding rice wine to his meal, probably that was the reason he had no memory of last night because he mixed too much. I was literally jumped out from my sofa and asked, 'what are you saying?' then he said, 'didn't you notice, you were sleeping naked on the bed', then I said with very discomforts, 'yeah so what? that doesn't mean anything, probably we were both too tired and drunk that made us too hot to get naked. It doesn't mean anything, I didn't find you in me.' At that point, I understood what kind of an idiot and naively foolish girl I was. I could accept his creative imagination as a reality, could have enjoyed the holiday as a couple but nooooo, I had to make a good excuse for it because after that intimate conversation, he didn't talk with me at all, just ignored the whole time, moreover even stopped using wine in his cook to prevent himself of doing mischief on me. He assumed that I was raped by him in gentle manner, oh my, such a nice guy, I never thought of him like that. I was feeling great about it actually but at the same time feeling bad for him, sold his himself at such a young age, got himself married, divorced then when again fell for someone truly, it turned out his ex wife's daughter. What a lose of attraction or I might say waste of romanticism.
Meanwhile, he didn't say anything after last misunderstood circumstances but he was getting visitors for a few days, a small group of young girls that I saw in the hotel receptions were taking personal interest on him, probably heard about his lonely dreadful luxurious life. They came here to make him feel cheerful, to make him forget about his lost youth in luxury as a husband of an elderly woman who was a rare beauty, I supposed it was not that bad to sell himself to her. Everyday, for a week atleast minimally, they came to visit him, almost regularly until he sent them to city's one of the best hotel for further training as a hotel crew member. They were new young friends of him from the local hotel where I stayed. The receptionist was a new recruitment by his recommendation which was the main reason of her personal care and love for him. She was grateful indeed and in love with him too if he showed any sort of interest on her. He wasn't ready for her, I guessed. Young, beautiful girl working under his wings and personally praised by him as well, got her prince charming as a boss and her first crush too which was crashing infront of me. How pitiful sight it was! He wasn't even noticing her. I couldn't carry the heavy intensity of that relationship which was completely oblivion to obsolete. Too weak by heart to see someone loving so unconditionally to get him, just needed his loving care and touch but still his blindness could not make him to see the true love.
Beyond my imagination, he was the most sophisticated person I had ever seen. Nevertheless, of his charm and hardwork of making himself and others, he was also a remarkable man that I knew later on. I just couldn't make myself believe that I was falling for the same man over and over that I could not accept as my lover. It was not that I am the superior quality from him as a human but I didn't like the fact of seeing him down to me for that. He did very hardwork to make himself climb up to that level where I only could have dream of being there, to save myself from being heartbroken by him or his lifestyle, I had to be strong enough, that's all. By all means, I was ignoring the coincidence of making him fall for me but still somehow he was managing quite adequately to happen that.