While everything happens for a reason, love doesn’t necessarily always require reasons but feelings. As the law of physics says, “every action equals reaction” while Masarr didn’t sowed bad fate to be so unfortunate in his romance expedition. Notwithstanding, he finally reconciled with his insecurities which had denied him a healthy relationship with Yasseh.
Romance instituted on genuine love, honesty and passion is worth the ride. “When we first interfaced, I ran short of words, literally dumbfounded but as the eyes interlocked in the sandy beach, while sunset colour the moment. Her love overshadowed my flaws, her smiles milk my adversaries, her unaltered beauty solidified me and lured me into romantic bliss”. Masarr recalling his first date with Yasseh, his new found love. New loves are always fascinating.
Although, heartbreaks are afflictions which can defect a person’s emotional wellbeing, sometimes it takes a while or a lifetime to recover from. However, it didn’t took Masarr that long to rid-off the agony and begin a new search. Meanwhile Yasseh had been on a honeymoon at the husband’s village. “It had been two months now, and my holiday ends in a week so I was hoping we plan our trip back home” it was an early morning at 7:00 am while she was in the washroom cleaning up to come and prepare breakfast. “Why not you prepare breakfast, then we can have this discussion at the dinner” Massar softly responded.
“I am going to office tomorrow for a brief meeting with an investor, please prepare a special meal as I am expecting a guest” upon hanging off the phone. “Okay, but honey” placed her two palms on Massar’s chest softly, intentionally arousing him. “We should look for a maiden to be cooking since I’m resuming work next week” she said. “Well, that’s not a topic for discussion baby” with vehemence, he took of her hand on his chest and kissed her on the forehead.
Yasseh’s husband was a man of principle; diligent with wreath of wisdom, as among the reasons Yasseh fell intractably in love with him. At the dinner it didn’t end well with the couple. They couldn’t come to consensus on the matter of returning to the city as Yasseh’s work holiday elapsed. For Massar, Yasseh is married to him and his decision is final as man of the house, something Yasseh find unjust and unacceptable. “We had talked about this sweetheart, your incessant reminders are becoming monotonous, please”.
Patriarchy never hide its whims. Imagine, if Yasseh failed to accept his husband unconformity, she would be castigated for being defiant to her husband. “Come on Mass, it is my job we are talking about. You of all people know my firm’s stringent measures.” It is not as if you need to worry about that. Losing a job would cost us nothing. We are okay, we got all we wanted. My job can…” “Just stop there, i can’t believe this is coming from your mouth Mass. Honey I’m so disappointed in you. Your job can what..?”. She didn’t finish eating her breakfast and left the dinner.
Marriage is beyond one person making all the decisions, and a fundamental fact why married persons are called couples, twos that make one. It is a relationship of two hearts that beat alike and a union of two personalities of mutual chemistry, thus, it is obliged upon both parties to commit sincerely to the success of the union. Unfortunately, often than not the sense of authority men upheld [certain men] have render many marriages unsuccessful.
Massar inferred that his wealth is enough to keep her wife off her career, and that Yasseh is bound by religious and moral values to abide by any order her husband put to her. “First it is wrong to make a decision on my career without my consent. Honey, this isn’t you.” Yasseh is surprised and disappointed in her husband. Eventually, this sparked an unabated bad blood between them for a while.
studies have it that, it is common among women to treat their exes trivial, irrelevant or insignificant at most instances. However, Yasseh had became too sophisticated as an Associate Manager, thus she often equate herself to men.
“After all, Massar is not the prince charming i first saw in him” she’d began to cloud doubts about him. It’d thereof became increasingly nigh impossible for the couple to agreed on anything, even if it is at both their interests. Just as many couples, they learned to live like cats and dogs but that didn’t prevent Yasseh returning to work, however. She made sure that was not compromised.
Aware of her husband’s niche for authority, she obeyed and stayed back as ordered by Massar on the pretext he hadn’t yet relieved her to resume work; pretty much a bravado many a men find pride in. Little did he knew women’s’ plans easily entrap. She put him through romantic cuckold, for a week, no matrimonial duties was accepted. “So you decided to denied my urge and gladly slept on it every night” Massar said to his wife while both on bed at 1:00 am in the morning. “The only trait I missed is your taste for authority and self aggrandizement, the blind spot in my love adventure” Yasseh responded with a regretful tone. “I pondered over your willful disregard for my career, couldn’t yet grasp it”. The husband already went to sleep with his heavy heart.
Although every marriage has it own flaws, this one had all the good qualities to be fruitful as both hearts and bodies were united, somehow it faltered. Sooner than later, they returned to the city because Massar realised Yasseh was not going to relent. Certainly, at some point in a relationship, women frustrate men.
Three days later they returned to the city. “I am going to office tomorrow for a brief meeting with an investor, please prepare a special meal as I am expecting a guest” upon hanging off the phone. “Okay, but honey” placed her two palms on Massar chest softly, intentionally arousing him. “We should look for a maiden to be cooking since I’m resuming work next week” she said. “Well, that’s not a topic for discussion baby” with vehemence, he took of her hand on his chest and kissed her on the forehead. “I have to leave now” both left speechless as he walked away. She knew from that moment his husband is the least pleased with her but Yasseh seemed unworried indicative that she valued her career more than the marriage.
Masarr had found a charming and cheerful lady named Darbi. His love haunt had reached the climax after a long search, his triumph is promising as he had proposed to the young lady. While Yasseh was married but love and romance had been overshadowed by her career. “I miss you Yas”. “I miss you more”.
One Monday following her resumption to work, she was entering the bank where Masarr work. “Since the last time we met at the restaurant” Yasseh joked “why not say, the day we broke up”. “Come on, you really want to bring that up”. Masarr said confidently. “Look, I’m married” raising her finger to Masarr. “Huh, well I’m not single either”, she stared; surprised that she was literally gagged. Then she managed. “Wo–w congra-tulations”.
She walked toward the stairs in the hallway. “But at least you ask more about the lady” Masarr said to her. She halted and look at him “seriously Mas! I’m here to see the Managing Director! This isn’t a social visit; “anyway, I have your number, I’ll call you”. Masarr felt she wasn’t being polite enough to him. Probably because her girlfriend was a very disciplined girl and phenomenally beautiful. But also, studies have it that, it is common among women to treat their exes trivial, irrelevant or insignificant at most instances. However, Massar had became too sophisticated as an Associate Manager, thus she often equate herself to men.
Stay tuned for episode finale.