He seemed very cute this weekend. I wonder what is he doing right now. Feeling very naughty for him, he didn't give me any time. Just came to home, stayed all day long outside the house and slept away. No talking, no outing, nothing, just came to be seen as cute as hell and left me here to wait for him for the next weekend. I am his wife after all, he is allegedly liable to take my call in this busy hours. When I called him, he was not there, puffed up by his gentle unnoticeable behaviour, completely ignoring my presence, my bad, not in mood, probably.
Really missing him. Hmm, what can I do to compress my sudden unexpected love for him in the middle of the week, he doesn't like me to work for money, yeah, just a regular seminal jealous man of the society like others but not a suspicious minded, that's a relief. He is a divorce lawyer, working day and night for living the life he is dreaming of, on the contrary, I am the typical jealous woman who got married by his fanatical thoughts about me for some reason. Can't tell why he chose me to get married with, we didn't know each other from before our marriage. It just happened like that.
We met in one of our friend's wedding party. It was very controversial indeed to me, it makes me smile every now and then that a divorce lawyer fell in love on a wedding party though he is not going to admit his emotional defects as I may say because I still haven't found the reasons of his blindness of love about me. Me, on the other hand, just loved his straight forward thinking. I still remember it like a yesterday evening, he came to visit me in a stormy weather, soaking wet, shaking like a cat, said me if I had any time for him? I said, do you like to change your clothes to feel comfy, he said no I am okay, I just need your time. I was sitting on my indoor garden and enjoying the evening tea when he came to spend time with me, so I didn't hesitate to say yes. That day it was a very hot day of the summer, sudden storm from the weather depression made him suffer in vulnerable conditions because otherwise, he never going to came at that moment with his wet clothing.
He is a very shy guy, never saw to see anyone directly even if she is the most beautiful woman of the room. Awkwardly odd man, what makes him interested to anyone or anything, only he knows, I think, because of his profession, that can not makes him see anyone without suspicions, only me of course, I guess, out from his kindness. It still makes me giggle like a child in me that he is like that, just a simple sober guy with his mindful of him. I love that, I love that in him indeed. When I accepted his acquaintances with me, he was still shaking, I gave a large mug of cocoa coffee with marshmallows, pie, small little sandwiches and spicy biscuits and a towel to make him warmer and feel more comfortable. I saw appreciation in his eyes. But he was not accepted my suggestion of changing his clothing to bath robe, but only accepted the invitation to enjoy evening tea time with his coffee. I was hoping he was going to do that, it was in his nature, as shy as he ever could be. We talked about a lot of things, slowly, casually, not minding to spend our time with each other, no hurries, no one to answer to, just a sudden wild storm, windy weather and us in my garden. We were enjoying our togetherness, our tea and coffee at the end when suddenly he got calmer with his subtle voice he said, 'do you like my acquaintance every day like this', with smiling face I said 'yes, indeed why not, I have my tea every evening anyway, with you, it would be nice' then he said, 'I would like it very much as well', as if he was whispering to himself to make it believe that he could not feel lesser than being delightful. After that he gave me a simple little pale black box and said it was a gift for me, I must accept it with or without any reason because it was only for me then he left. When I opened the box, there was a very beautiful stones engraved ring, made of rosewood where agarwood and sandalwood made a beautifully engraved design with small colourful alexandrite stone embedded as the flowers and on the middle of the ring a diamond. I fell in love with that ring instantly. I never saw such a beautiful wooden ring that could be so gorgeous, it came with a small very bright white little envelope, a letter? I was guessing then, when I opened it, there was a tiny piece of card where it was shining brightly with scented glittery rose red ink, where laying a written secret, that made me more than feeling just a nice, it was a proposal, my marriage proposal with his own hand writing casually addressed to me, proposing me an idea or anyone could say thought of the day, asking me to be his companion, if I was okay with it. I was astonishingly surprised by the thought of getting married with him. I never thought of any marriage proposal could be so simple. It was my first that I ever came with my life long experiences as simpler and easier as ever it could be. Without knowing anything about me, he just proposed and I accepted it graciously as well without any hesitations. He was never mentioned me about it or gave me any kind of clue or sign of liking me even. I can still remember what was he written in that small card, 'let's get married '.
Yes, it had to happen in every single ladies life , once or more, whoever get lucky with more than once, I truly admire their personality. But in case of me, just like that, it happened. I never been with anyone like him probably that was the reason of my approval of him. Later on, we realized, we were actually in love for some unknown reasons, I am still nuisance to myself about this but yes, it is real. Nothing changed after our marriage, we are just a husband and wife with marriage license, that's all.
He has his own world to live with and I have my own comfort zone to tug in. Life is going smoothly till I am missing him these days very much. Why is he like that? Not feeling any kind of jealousy or uncertainty about me. Still blurry mind fill with absence of information about his mind settings. Sometimes, I really wish if he is an automotive synthetic humanoid or any kind of an artificial intelligence then it may be much more easier for me to understand him more precisely. Alas, if it happens but life is not that much easy to figure out like an algorithm. Sometimes cruelty of life really suspicious to me, why can't he live with me? Still working in the city, only on weekends he can give me his precious time, for what exactly? He has no time for me, not bagging to listen my nagging but still should care about losing me. I probably can in love with my neighbours or any long distant friends that still awaits. But I really wished to live with him not in my home, it can be our vocational or occasional house or place to hide from our clients. He has his own flats, more than one, of course, worked like a train dog whole of his life then get married with me, a house cat who have her own house and online career to play with. Not bad to spend our small life in this arrangement though but sometimes, it seemed he was running away from reality of some kind, still I have blurry eyes about him, like a blind dog sniffing around his smell of judgement then get confused and tired enough to get return, to my comfy bed, to sleep in, like a pet cat with a sigh that sounds 'meow', at the end of the lonely night.
It seems a month that I have not heard anything from him, both of my parents died at my young age since then I had to live alone in my house. Both of them died after settling my life or else it would be more harder for me to live as a career woman. After my graduation, my father helped me out with my online journalism. From then I am working for newspapers, magazines and advertisement companies whenever it comes as an opportunity I never hesitate to grab it. Later on, they died, I learnt to continue my life without depending on anyone, few friends are there and my beloved husband that I am not seeing for few weeks. Where is he anyway? I called him few times but only receiving his voice messages that he is busy with a case later he will talk about it. I am getting worried. Till I am not seeing him, I can not be still.
Where is she? I was too busy with my work that I couldn't take her calls for weeks. I have to be out of the city for a while. My recent clients were very rich, educated and good couple but at some point they needed a break from each other as they were thinking. 20 years of marriage and both of their wealth, children and their entire family, I had to go through all those little things about this divorce. At first I thought the divorce might not going to happen but I was wrong, both of them have their own lovers, might be bored with each others richness and good manners. Well, who am I to judge them, I have been compensated very generously for this divorce, in the meanwhile, I missed my darling wife a lot. I was really generously paid off by the nature, I have to admit or a wife like that who I only gave my time on the weekends, who still enjoying my company, it's really my ancestors blessings I must say. I have to explain her about my busy schedule of the last month or she will going to be upset. I was calling her from last night but she isn't taking my call or answering it. What happened to her? She is not like that. I have to take a break for a week and spend time with her or she will be frustrated about me. For some reason, I was experiencing for a months now, some kind of a pain in my chest, I hope it goes away by the time I reach to her or else I can't give her my fullest and she will be worried for me.
Next morning, today is a very lovely day to meet her, she will be surprised. I am visiting her not on the weekends but on the first day of the week. I bought lots of gifts for her and a surprise, I talked it out with her company and arranged her moving in with me to the city where I live. Weekends are not enough for us. I need her more than that. It seemed like a yesterday when I get married with her but it is more than three years, where was I on these three years. Too busy with both of our works and I didn't realised it till that last month without her. Too clumsy and bad as a lover, I already proved it to myself. I feel really shocked by my own poor sence of time, I should be more thoughtful about it. Giving her no time while I was working and she was not even said to me anything till now, never complained to me, never asked my extra time. How clumsy I am? I have to fill up those gaps somehow. I hope she loves the thought about moving in with me to my city.
It was a very beautiful day indeed for them to make each other more comfortable in love. They were missing each others companionship, thinking about each others every day. Furthermore, he was too excited for her moving in with him to the city but the only problem was the fate, it was not with him. She was not missing his calls intentionally, she was dead in sickness. She was suffering from an appendicitis that was neglected by her for years or more and it burst in her internally when she was on her sleep. Her servants took few days off from her but they took almost a week off for their personal problems, in those days her appendix burst on her sleep, for that she couldn't resist the death. Because no one was there to see her in her abnormality of sleeping disorders or sleeping for days, no one could have take care of her or noticed that she was not waking up from her sleep at all. So, when he called her it was already burst in her sleep as the doctors said to him that's why he founded her dead. Her husband just lost his mind when he founded her dead body on the bed where they spent hours on their weekends. They bought it for their marriage day and celebrated there. So many memories of her on his mind, so many could be created but their own negligence to each others health made the fate acted as the victim for them that ends their companionship of marriage there in that luxurious bed which was the very first gift that he gave it to her on her marriage day.