Hi, my name is K and you are? Then she replied, my name is...car horn buzzes me to awake from my day dreaming. Oh god, so hot today, my whole body wet like I just got shower with my formal suit, feeling like a wet pinky pig with small toes, sweating like a waterfall and those cars, oh good grief, their freaking sounds are like a bulldozer running over my head over and over. At this early in the morning, why the hell, they are making so noises for simple things. What was I doing there in the middle of the traffic jams? Actually, I am standing on the sideline, walking in the footpath when I have to stop because of traffic signal, now waiting for it to show me the signal for walk, it's taking too long though. On the way of my recession, I was day dreaming about my wife, it's not that I everyday do that but for some reason suddenly, I became nostalgic about our first meeting. It seemed like yesterday that I first met her to date. She was from online dating service. The online agency was very much authenticated and authorized as a trusting friend or a matchmaker, that time. I was completely bored and frustrated with my love life. Had every day job from then to now, in career, I was lucky enough for escaping the wrath of economy downfalls. I was lucky indeed in that case, employed by a very lovely lady who love to cook food for us, I meant her employees, she loves to cook. She owned a franchise branch of a very well known frozen food products. I was the first initiator who willingly volunteered to do a hardwork for such job. She offered me free training on hatches, harvests, fisheries so I could choose my best produces for making it frozen products. Without franchisees this kind of training is hard to find especially, without any additional cost involvement. I am the manager of that branch where she is the boss. Very lively and lovely lady, we never felt like she is the boss. I had to built myself for that managerial post, without her approval which was quite impossible for me. Her generosity and confidence on me made me a man, who I am now.
I am a hardworking young, energetic person, silence is my virtue like always, no friends what so ever, I am always involved with something rather than nothing, people who cared about me tried and still trying their best to keep me in the corner of their mind to be remembered every now and then. I am not that much of a popular choice as a social bee of any party or anyone who may say a heart of the party, I am the one who can be completely forgotten or even they unaware about my existence or presence in their life then after enjoyment, someone who could be remembered as missed guy who was such a lovely piece of the party that could be indispensable. I never bothered about it more or less. After all day of hardwork, it is a great headache for a guy like me to get presentable for my friends or ladies. I don't even enjoy the party without good food but I am still known as a party hacker, ironic, isn't it? Without wanting to attend, I have to be presented various kinds of social events and gatherings. As I am a man of volunteer initiator, I can't be missing. This was my regular life even after my marriage, I was feeling awesomely bad when I got membership of an online dating site that day, they gave me suggestions of some beautiful ladies with pictures and resumes, I just had to pick anyone from the list, for a day or week or month or forever, it was upto me completely. Then I saw her, same age like me, simple, normal woman who could cook badly so not suggested as a cook that was advised by her, not even a good dress maker but she could read me a book, could buy me a gift because she was a working woman and single enough to give me a momentary memories of having a good time with me and if I wanted I could take a picture with her or draw her if I found her artistically graphical. I instantly fell in love with the way she made herself available. I needed someone like her, no attachment with anything, no seriousness about love life, everything seemed easy with her. When I selected her, she didn't respond at first to the agency, after a week, when I completely lost my memory of selecting her for date and involved myself with my working life then the agency notified me that she agreed to meet me.
After that, I arranged a date with her and sent the information to the agency where to meet me. She came on time, with a long black skirt, white silk blouse that was unbuttoned two upfront, dark brown leather blazer with high black shiny heels, it seemed anyone could see their face on it if they want, red back of the heels where catching the eyes of the restaurant customers. It was nothing that I imagined about her. I was engulfing her appearance and felt less confident infront of her. She somehow managed to understand my silent gestures of shyness. I was watching her necklace that was very thin rose gold colour, no stone or engravings, just simple metal wore as a piece of jewelry, very tiny little same colour stud, bracelet watch of same colour, hands were designed with tattooed colours, it was remarkable design, looking good only on the palms. When I asked about her tattoos, she was smiling, I really loved that glimpse of smile, hanging on her lips with a touch of rosy cheeks then she added it was henna not a tattoo, she bought it from her hairdresser, it seemed to her new challenge of life, so she tried it on herself. I was completely unaware of that thing then she showed me what was it, on her mobile. The restaurant had a wifi connectivity and they gave us the access. I was a man who was like living in the middle of the ocean, what was I going to do with wifi, I had nothing to do with youth or their culture and actually had no extra time even for that but after watching her using it, I felt good about my choices.
Choosing a cheap restaurant was not the bad idea. The restaurant was not that great but it was good enough for us. Alongside the boatyard was with open field, to park any vehicles, anyone could enjoy barbecue under the open sky but all in private property of the restaurant, that was the main reason or attraction of choosing it. She was a very simple working woman like me, just didn't have any clue how to flirt or make anyone interested on her, it still makes me smile, how was my wife before our marriage. In my whole life, I never saw or met with anyone who just could have live by just for living, it was only her who was like that. At first, I thought by her outfit that she probably those kind of girls who enjoy insulting others then cancel them for some weirdness within them or arrogance some sort of that was developed in them unknowingly or for self realisation of emerging prudence but it seemed, I was completely wrong. She was very easy to spend time with, very casual who I fell in love without any intentions of having her. I never thought of a woman who could be so normal but very irritable at the same time. I couldn't resist her, the temptation of having her in my life, filled up the emptiness in me. the deepest desires, despair and even my agony where charmed by her.
Instead of all the richness that her future could give her, she chose me to spend time with. Time just flew on our first meeting or date, it's not a matter but what matter was, we had a good time. We became very friendly with in half an hour, without any hesitations we ordered food for each others for a change of taste, then tried to cook barbecue with vegetables, cheese, chicken wings that were slightly burnt by my intellectual intelligence, the restaurant gave us whatever they had left in their fridge. We went for a night fishing on the boatyard after that, we caught few garbage like lost socks of a kid, chocolate packet filled with small pebble, and a picture of trees that were standing on the backyard of the restaurant, I was thinking then it must be garbage cleaning day, the restaurant should be thankful to us for cleaning their dock for them. Later, we accepted the failure of our lives and move on to our walk, yes, that golden memorable times of any couples that we all heard from the novels. It was slightly a windy night of September though, both of us not that much of a talkative person that's why probably, we were single till we met but somehow it clicked, the sense of having each other grew to love, then to lust. That's how, it should be for any couple, I guess, what I know about a relationship who have not that much of an experience like others or even flirt, nevertheless, I am a man of convenience, never expected too much nor judged anyone's compassion or choices, just accepted them and moved on with my life, that's all what I did, so far. We didn't take each other home that night, no, we just shared a soft gesture and shaken hands. She did ask me though but I declined that inclination. She gave a farewell sugar coated fruit candies to me, I wasn't ready for that so I offered her for next date, then she gave a lovely smile to me that melt me like an icecream on a rainy day. I was looking for a girl like that in my frozen life friend or girlfriend, I needed a change. A man without any woman, really deserted island without any sign of water. After that date, we didn't do anything without our own job. Both of us were so busy that time just gone away with the wind. The miraculous incident occurred when we went to the same restaurant again, it was a rainy day, yeah, it still sounds like a cheap romantic novel to me but that's what happened that night. It was slightly nostalgic to me. I was get promoted to a branch manager of our franchise company, they gave me my own car but still I love to walk to my work place, alone, bored, sad, happy but no 'she' in my life to share or besties like this days, all the people have friends to chill with, then she came alone soaking wet in her summer shemiz, white transparent enough that I could see her colourful inners secret, looking lavishly desirable, it was not like that I was numb case but I didn't know still what happened to me that night. I took her to date from there again and she said yes to me. With her wet clothing, we went for a ride, everything we did, was in that car, she enjoyed every single moment of it, I made it possible, to ensure that it should be our memorable night especially her memorable night. Nothing we left undone or unseen, she was looking very uncontrollably captivating that night. Her richness was flowing through her body curve, some lump sum fats every little step like a mile stone to discourage my eyes but it didn't stop it's ogling of her every inch, silky smooth skin that was glace by rain water and her rosy cheeks by blush that was not washed away, slight hint of red rosy lips, her perfume, I think with very mirth, yeah, probably perfume that made my inner man to feel be encouraged and confident about kissing her, it was nothing, I was interested to taste that fainted hint of luxurious cherry, she wasn't my first but I didn't expect that she might be my last. At first, she was not ready at all, I thought she might kill me in my first car, she was just stunned and stood still in the corner of my car her thrilled experience of kissing me without any announcement, made me utterly amused, outside was heavy rainfall, so, she could not run out from the car, I didn't expect from her doing so, it was not that bad, it was like a taste of a petal luster with soft touch of my lips but moreover she swayed to encourage me, for making love with her, after that what can be stopped. I really in love with her. I never took seriously anything about me from her. All her ambitions were kept in me very dearly, because for one problem, I could not make myself believe, I can't live without her.
Later, within a week we get married. Both of us owned everything to ourselves, we just needed a convincing lover to hold on to, that we both managed to get ourselves. It happened suddenly and without any intentions of making it more difficult for us or others, we did accept each other company but she didn't leave me for making her my only amusement, rather she fetched me every day to make love with her. I know it's difficult for every married man, every day even after five years of affairs, legally, impossible, especially, when I am the only earner of our tiny little family. She is pregnant with twins of mine, yes, mine, without any doubt. I never encouraged her to have another lover specially after marriage, too jealous about other male species, even nearby of her, giggling with her is unacceptable, only me, her only saver, conquer or anyone could say ruler. I managed to be her only desire so far, I just needed her every inch, ounch and time of her with welcoming loving arms, not others, it's not replaceable, why, I am like that, can't solve my contaminated psychological disorders like my friends says but I need her completely. She loved me that's the main thing that I am admiring about her and it is increasing in positive vibes.
How long I am standing on the roadway, waiting for signal, thinking only about her, need to check my watch, two hours!!! What is going on here, too much noises, heatwave of summer making me dizzy. Why the hell, I didn't take my car with me, oh, yes, because of traffic jams these days, now heat is melting me in my summer suit. It's almost two hours but they are not going to show us any mercy by giving us the 'okay' signal to walk pass on the other side of the road. No foot over bridge, thank God, because it seemed nonsense to me, to go over three floors up, just to cross a small roadway of few feet long even for safety measures, it's lost the glory of sensitivity behind it.
Besides of my present insufferable state, I am feeling quite light weighted for some reason, a pleasant wind go through me with soft touches, just like my wife touched me that heavenly open night in my car. That watery eyes with slight tenderness, sparkled even in that limelight of streetlights with gladness, she never expected me to fall for her in an instant glimpse of her glittery lips that's where her divine lustrous touch waiting for me. I couldn't resist the temptation of tasting it more and more. Thence, her soft voice came into my ears, darling, time to wake up, wait!!! what was that, she wasn't crying that day, she was happy then why I am remembering differently, she was crying, holding my head in her bosom, she is pregnant here but why, I was feeling nostalgic about her from this morning then why she is pregnant and crying, where am I? It is not a dream, it is happening right now, awww, why I can't move my body, I can see and feel her touch and she constantly crying then what happened? I am in some sort of bed it's a very comfortable bright room, it smells like a known place, where I smelled it before, aww, I remember it now, it is a smell of hospitals, I am in hospital, there, the doctor comes to see me then what he said, it made me cry in my that state. I was founded by a traffic police on the road side bench, luckily there was a nearby hospital where I am admitted now. I was fainted white with hysterical state when the traffic police found me, because of my good fate, he grabbed me from there and admitted me straight away. I was the victim of excessive summer heatwave that caused me cardiac arrest but it was curable by miracle that's what my doctor said to my pregnant wife. My colleagues, especially, my boss took very good care of my wife. I am feeling like an idiot scum for making such a problem, she is going to give birth of my twins, where I should be the one who could take care of her but instead she has to worry about my well being, what can I do, I need to wake up my body, I want to hold my newborn twins, it is my first child.
Then his wife noticed that he was crying, the doctor said it was a good sign, he probably get better soon, not to worry. His lady boss made an arrangement in his room, his wife's bed, so he could see his twins and wife after delivery. His wife could not repay the sympathy that was shown by his boss, her husband is not dead but there is a hope, he can regain his life again, after her child delivery, she has the permission to take him to their home and until his condition go well, his wife could work for his office. No one knows when can he regains his life but everything is taken cared by his fate.