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Pond Master 12
Saturday was a strange day.
The weather was strange, the temperature was strange and our mood and
behaviour too!
I got up early. Meena was still sleeping. Then I lay down again and slept until late morning.
When I woke up Meena was in basement, in the kitchen.
The weather was rainy and cold, so cold that we couldn't have breakfast outside in the
garden.
Then suddenly the sun came out and after breakfast it slowly became hot and you
could sunbathe.
We didn't talk much and not at all about Jalal.
I could swear there was something strange in the air, and between us too.
I had a strange feeling, not a pleasant one.
Meena was sunbathing as I left for hospital until late in die evening.
* * * * *
Sunday afternoon, Meena drove Nadir to the airport.
When she was back home and changed, she walked into the bathroom to
shower, spotted a note on the bathroom sink left.
‘My lovely Meena,
Have a great time next days!
My love will accompany you all the time.
Jalal knows you're alone, and perhaps will check in.
show him that you are my faithful angel and only I can decide what
happens next,
Love
Nadir’
Meena smiled as she read the paper. she was sure that there will be no
Problems while his absence. ‘She will reject Jalal if he tries anything, that
was for sure.’ she thought, ‘Nadir is insecure because of our recent
conversation.
That might not be a bad thing. He will be careful and not
Exaggerate the things.
But do I want him to suffer because of it? It's not Fair.
I have to talk to him about it when he calls. I have to calm him down,
he needs confidence’
Nevertheless, she decided and hoped not to meet Jalal in the next few
days while Nadir was away but just for pay the bill, it was safer that way.
She wasn't planning on doing much coming days, just chilling out and
relaxing after work, spending time by the new pond. She wanted to rest
alone at home and catching up on her studies.
She sighed then she stuck Nadir’s message paper on the mirror with
an adhesive tape.
* * *
On Monday Meena didn't have to work long.
After leaving workplace, she sat down with a friend from work in a
Coffee shop and chatted a bit about work and their plans for
the rest of the summer.
After that she went to the supermarket shopping for die next few days.
On the way home, she thought about what she was going to
do that day and the rest of the week until Nadir was back.
Arriving home, she decided to take a bath and then order a pizza for
dinner while she watched a movie.
She called the pizza place as she ran the bath, knowing it would
take them at least an hour.
Soaking in the bath, she moaned softly as her muscles unwound.
When the water ran cold, she stood up, shaking off the lingering
bubbles.
She hopped quickly out of the tub.
As she was putting on her short bathrobe, she heard the doorbell ring.
As she ran down the stairs to the basement, she thought the pizza boy
arrived very quickly today.
Meena opened the door downstairs but at that moment her stomach filled
with dread. Standing in the entry, with the pizza box in his hands, was
Jalal.
"Oh, Jalal, I'm sorry!" Meena whimpered.
Jalal stared at her, mouth gaping.
He stood watching Meena, then cleared his throat. "No problem,
I thought we could go out to dinner together tonight, but I saw
that you ordered pizza.
I met the pizza boy at the door, paid him and took it. I bring it to table,
the pizza is getting cold!".
Meena was afraid to disagree.
While trying to cover her breasts,
she could feel Jalal's gaze, like a slimy snail, crawling over her skin.
She knew that her robe was a smaller one and barely covered her body
completely, exposing the tops of her breasts and offering a flash of her
legs up to her thighs if she sat down on the sofa.
She stayed next to the sofa standing.
Jalal sat on the sofa, quietly opened the pizza box, and offered her a
slice.
"I hope you don't mind me stopping by, Meena," Jalal purred.
"I wanted to make sure everything is okay. I was thinking of to come
here for a short hour, just to make sure you are not very lonely
without Doki."
His eyes darkened, a flash of something predatory crossing his face.
"Oh no, Jalal, that's not necessary," Meena stuttered, her stomach
dropping. "I'm sure you have a lot to do and me too," She nibbled at her
pizza, no longer hungry after this shock moment.
"Oh, but dear Meena, it would be my pleasure!" Jalal stood up and
Said, "Okay, if you have something else to do this evening, then
I will leave you, but I would like to ask you to have dinner with me
tomorrow evening. "
Meena was embarrassed by the situation and was wishing that Jalal
to leave her alone.
She spoke without hesitation, "okay, I had to pay the bill for our pond too.
we'll see each other tomorrow evening. Thank you for the invitation,".
***
Monday was a quiet day for me. I only attended a few sessions
and workshops.
In the evening after dinner, I decided to visit the sea and the coast
which was two hundred meters from the hotel.
As I sat down on a rock on the shore, I started thinking about our
lives and the last few days. In the end, I thought about our last
conversation after the night of dancing and her anxious words.
I was suddenly worried.
Why did she talk about risks and danger like that?
Why is she comparing a playful sexual relationship with fire right now?
Women, as we know, have a stronger sense for such things
than men.
I had the feeling that I had to talk to her. The memory of our conversation
after Jalal's invitation and dance night caused me to think deeply and
restlessly. I was unsettled. The more I thought about her sentences, the
more unsettled I became.
I called Meena art once, while sitting there and watching the waves in
Late evening light.
After a few sentences about your and my day I went to my main topic that
bothered me. I asked the question that I wanted.
So, when my voice trembled, I knew that I was very tense what could
have been her answer.
Meena informed me that afternoon Jalal was there for some minutes to
see if the work is done, and they meet tomorrow to settle the invoice.
" I thought about him before… Do you... I mean have you feelings...?"
I asked Meena.
"Yes! I know what you think, Nadir…, " , before I tell something, she
replied, if she knew already what is coming, "He's fun, but not more,"
"Do you want with him...... I mean?......" I stuttered but couldn't finish the
sentence.
I think she knew exactly what I was asking next, and I think she thought
that I deserved an honest answer.
"No. I don’t want… I just like to mess about but only when you are there
and to an extent and as far as you are happy, that's all, ", then she added,
", apart from that, this is your wish and fantasy to see me teasing him and
even sometimes flirting with him, then why do you ask such a nonsense?"
Meena replied and giggled.
I said nothing more.
But after a short pause she asked, "Are you jealous Nadir? There's no
need to be.
Jalal is an nice old man, sometimes a bit horny perhaps, but
not my type and not my class, I just mean I can't start anything serious
with him, he is not at all my dream man.
I love you and I do this all only for your happiness."
"I watched you with him dancing so close, even I had the feeling that you
were going to kiss and even more," I said quietly, and in such a manner
that it was clear to her that it was not in any sense, an accusation.
"I know and we talked before about that, baby!" her response silenced
the both of us, until she continued, "I saw you while Jalal tried to kiss
my neck,"
This time and at this moment, I don't know why, suddenly I had a scary
feeling of losing her. I guessed this especially had to do with the dance
night, after this evening and their close and intimate dance.
"Let's say it the way it is, can we please Meena," I said, it was a request
not a directive. "He was kissing and licking your neck, and he had almost
his hand on your butts to grab your ass and caress it. And while he was
doing that, you were standing there and letting him to do this all."
"Firstly, I was not standing, I was dancing are enjoying only dance, and
secondly didn’t you enjoy the show?" It was a question that was loaded
with implications for me, her and our future.
"I did certainly enjoy it, and I was also happy that you were having fun," I
responded, but we both knew that it was a prevarication.
"Please answer my question, Nadir! We've known each other long enough
to have no secrets. You must be honest with me if you like this game or
games to go on or not," Meena said as if she is a little bit annoyed.
Meena knew me well, and she had previously surely seen my excitation
and sexual arousal when she had been with Jalal chatting and dancing, so
she was unsurprised by my answer.
"It aroused me as always," I said added, "but this frightened me at the
same time,"
I could imagine at this moment, that her look is now somehow confused.
I added "he seems to develop serious feelings for you, this is the point
that frightens me,"
"Oh really, do you think so? I don’t feel this, and even if he does, this is his
problem," then she added, "I love you and only you, Nadir.
This is and stays just a fantasy game and not more for me,",
after a short pause, "You can stop this game any moment, as always,
if you want,", and she added with a cool, neutral voice, "I don't mind
at all if we stop it. I'm looking for your satisfaction and enjoyment,
this is most important point for me,".
I guess Meena felt my excitement which was simultaneously mixed with
my fear.
"There's no need to be frightened my sweet dream man,", she
emphasized again," I don't have any plans starting any game or
adventure without my baby.
Not even with other men who are more exciting or sexier
than Jalal who could be my father."
"But will you tell me before you do something like that? I mean an
adventure and so on," I insisted.
"I swear!" she replied. "I swear, I can never hide anything from you, you
know that…"."I chose you. And I'll choose you, over and over and over.
Without pause, without a doubt, in any heartbeat, I'll keep choosing you,"
***
Though I had one hundred percent trust in my Meena, I was just partly
satisfied, but only partly.
First, I believed and still do, everything changes with time, even nature
and cosmos and we are a part of this process, we change exactly the
same way.
There are things that someday happened to a person and sometime later
they seem to him alien and strange.
And second, we are all human and I knew we all make mistakes.
I knew that the purpose of our lives is to be happy, experience
enjoyment and get pleasure.
Love gives these all to us, but sometime love goes his way,
but happiness, pleasure and enjoyment another way.
This is the point: Love is untamed force.
If we try to control love, pleasure and enjoyment at the same time,
love destroys us or we destroy love If we try to imprison love,
it enslaves us, when we try to understand it, it leaves us feeling
lost and confused.
I knew that nothing ever remains the same, there could be a lot of drama
in the process of change.
and Meena's and my lives could change dramatically, if we should not be
careful and cautious.
What I didn't think about at all on this day: my mistake, my big
mistake was to even talk to her today, and so worried and scared
and with such concern and anxiety about this topic.
I should have thought that probably and logically, she would refrain from
telling me everything that was happening that might worry me.
Well, I should have foreseen that she will protect me and take care of
me as always.
That means if in the next few days or in the future generally, something specific
happens, an incident between the two of them, no matter in what form
and how intense, physical or whatever, so as not to disquiet me, probably, will not
tell me and hide...
And this was a terrible and primitive move from me, like a fatal beginner's
mistake in chess!
To be continued…
Saturday was a strange day.
The weather was strange, the temperature was strange and our mood and
behaviour too!
I got up early. Meena was still sleeping. Then I lay down again and slept until late morning.
When I woke up Meena was in basement, in the kitchen.
The weather was rainy and cold, so cold that we couldn't have breakfast outside in the
garden.
Then suddenly the sun came out and after breakfast it slowly became hot and you
could sunbathe.
We didn't talk much and not at all about Jalal.
I could swear there was something strange in the air, and between us too.
I had a strange feeling, not a pleasant one.
Meena was sunbathing as I left for hospital until late in die evening.
* * * * *
Sunday afternoon, Meena drove Nadir to the airport.
When she was back home and changed, she walked into the bathroom to
shower, spotted a note on the bathroom sink left.
‘My lovely Meena,
Have a great time next days!
My love will accompany you all the time.
Jalal knows you're alone, and perhaps will check in.
show him that you are my faithful angel and only I can decide what
happens next,
Love
Nadir’
Meena smiled as she read the paper. she was sure that there will be no
Problems while his absence. ‘She will reject Jalal if he tries anything, that
was for sure.’ she thought, ‘Nadir is insecure because of our recent
conversation.
That might not be a bad thing. He will be careful and not
Exaggerate the things.
But do I want him to suffer because of it? It's not Fair.
I have to talk to him about it when he calls. I have to calm him down,
he needs confidence’
Nevertheless, she decided and hoped not to meet Jalal in the next few
days while Nadir was away but just for pay the bill, it was safer that way.
She wasn't planning on doing much coming days, just chilling out and
relaxing after work, spending time by the new pond. She wanted to rest
alone at home and catching up on her studies.
She sighed then she stuck Nadir’s message paper on the mirror with
an adhesive tape.
* * *
On Monday Meena didn't have to work long.
After leaving workplace, she sat down with a friend from work in a
Coffee shop and chatted a bit about work and their plans for
the rest of the summer.
After that she went to the supermarket shopping for die next few days.
On the way home, she thought about what she was going to
do that day and the rest of the week until Nadir was back.
Arriving home, she decided to take a bath and then order a pizza for
dinner while she watched a movie.
She called the pizza place as she ran the bath, knowing it would
take them at least an hour.
Soaking in the bath, she moaned softly as her muscles unwound.
When the water ran cold, she stood up, shaking off the lingering
bubbles.
She hopped quickly out of the tub.
As she was putting on her short bathrobe, she heard the doorbell ring.
As she ran down the stairs to the basement, she thought the pizza boy
arrived very quickly today.
Meena opened the door downstairs but at that moment her stomach filled
with dread. Standing in the entry, with the pizza box in his hands, was
Jalal.
"Oh, Jalal, I'm sorry!" Meena whimpered.
Jalal stared at her, mouth gaping.
He stood watching Meena, then cleared his throat. "No problem,
I thought we could go out to dinner together tonight, but I saw
that you ordered pizza.
I met the pizza boy at the door, paid him and took it. I bring it to table,
the pizza is getting cold!".
Meena was afraid to disagree.
While trying to cover her breasts,
she could feel Jalal's gaze, like a slimy snail, crawling over her skin.
She knew that her robe was a smaller one and barely covered her body
completely, exposing the tops of her breasts and offering a flash of her
legs up to her thighs if she sat down on the sofa.
She stayed next to the sofa standing.
Jalal sat on the sofa, quietly opened the pizza box, and offered her a
slice.
"I hope you don't mind me stopping by, Meena," Jalal purred.
"I wanted to make sure everything is okay. I was thinking of to come
here for a short hour, just to make sure you are not very lonely
without Doki."
His eyes darkened, a flash of something predatory crossing his face.
"Oh no, Jalal, that's not necessary," Meena stuttered, her stomach
dropping. "I'm sure you have a lot to do and me too," She nibbled at her
pizza, no longer hungry after this shock moment.
"Oh, but dear Meena, it would be my pleasure!" Jalal stood up and
Said, "Okay, if you have something else to do this evening, then
I will leave you, but I would like to ask you to have dinner with me
tomorrow evening. "
Meena was embarrassed by the situation and was wishing that Jalal
to leave her alone.
She spoke without hesitation, "okay, I had to pay the bill for our pond too.
we'll see each other tomorrow evening. Thank you for the invitation,".
***
Monday was a quiet day for me. I only attended a few sessions
and workshops.
In the evening after dinner, I decided to visit the sea and the coast
which was two hundred meters from the hotel.
As I sat down on a rock on the shore, I started thinking about our
lives and the last few days. In the end, I thought about our last
conversation after the night of dancing and her anxious words.
I was suddenly worried.
Why did she talk about risks and danger like that?
Why is she comparing a playful sexual relationship with fire right now?
Women, as we know, have a stronger sense for such things
than men.
I had the feeling that I had to talk to her. The memory of our conversation
after Jalal's invitation and dance night caused me to think deeply and
restlessly. I was unsettled. The more I thought about her sentences, the
more unsettled I became.
I called Meena art once, while sitting there and watching the waves in
Late evening light.
After a few sentences about your and my day I went to my main topic that
bothered me. I asked the question that I wanted.
So, when my voice trembled, I knew that I was very tense what could
have been her answer.
Meena informed me that afternoon Jalal was there for some minutes to
see if the work is done, and they meet tomorrow to settle the invoice.
" I thought about him before… Do you... I mean have you feelings...?"
I asked Meena.
"Yes! I know what you think, Nadir…, " , before I tell something, she
replied, if she knew already what is coming, "He's fun, but not more,"
"Do you want with him...... I mean?......" I stuttered but couldn't finish the
sentence.
I think she knew exactly what I was asking next, and I think she thought
that I deserved an honest answer.
"No. I don’t want… I just like to mess about but only when you are there
and to an extent and as far as you are happy, that's all, ", then she added,
", apart from that, this is your wish and fantasy to see me teasing him and
even sometimes flirting with him, then why do you ask such a nonsense?"
Meena replied and giggled.
I said nothing more.
But after a short pause she asked, "Are you jealous Nadir? There's no
need to be.
Jalal is an nice old man, sometimes a bit horny perhaps, but
not my type and not my class, I just mean I can't start anything serious
with him, he is not at all my dream man.
I love you and I do this all only for your happiness."
"I watched you with him dancing so close, even I had the feeling that you
were going to kiss and even more," I said quietly, and in such a manner
that it was clear to her that it was not in any sense, an accusation.
"I know and we talked before about that, baby!" her response silenced
the both of us, until she continued, "I saw you while Jalal tried to kiss
my neck,"
This time and at this moment, I don't know why, suddenly I had a scary
feeling of losing her. I guessed this especially had to do with the dance
night, after this evening and their close and intimate dance.
"Let's say it the way it is, can we please Meena," I said, it was a request
not a directive. "He was kissing and licking your neck, and he had almost
his hand on your butts to grab your ass and caress it. And while he was
doing that, you were standing there and letting him to do this all."
"Firstly, I was not standing, I was dancing are enjoying only dance, and
secondly didn’t you enjoy the show?" It was a question that was loaded
with implications for me, her and our future.
"I did certainly enjoy it, and I was also happy that you were having fun," I
responded, but we both knew that it was a prevarication.
"Please answer my question, Nadir! We've known each other long enough
to have no secrets. You must be honest with me if you like this game or
games to go on or not," Meena said as if she is a little bit annoyed.
Meena knew me well, and she had previously surely seen my excitation
and sexual arousal when she had been with Jalal chatting and dancing, so
she was unsurprised by my answer.
"It aroused me as always," I said added, "but this frightened me at the
same time,"
I could imagine at this moment, that her look is now somehow confused.
I added "he seems to develop serious feelings for you, this is the point
that frightens me,"
"Oh really, do you think so? I don’t feel this, and even if he does, this is his
problem," then she added, "I love you and only you, Nadir.
This is and stays just a fantasy game and not more for me,",
after a short pause, "You can stop this game any moment, as always,
if you want,", and she added with a cool, neutral voice, "I don't mind
at all if we stop it. I'm looking for your satisfaction and enjoyment,
this is most important point for me,".
I guess Meena felt my excitement which was simultaneously mixed with
my fear.
"There's no need to be frightened my sweet dream man,", she
emphasized again," I don't have any plans starting any game or
adventure without my baby.
Not even with other men who are more exciting or sexier
than Jalal who could be my father."
"But will you tell me before you do something like that? I mean an
adventure and so on," I insisted.
"I swear!" she replied. "I swear, I can never hide anything from you, you
know that…"."I chose you. And I'll choose you, over and over and over.
Without pause, without a doubt, in any heartbeat, I'll keep choosing you,"
***
Though I had one hundred percent trust in my Meena, I was just partly
satisfied, but only partly.
First, I believed and still do, everything changes with time, even nature
and cosmos and we are a part of this process, we change exactly the
same way.
There are things that someday happened to a person and sometime later
they seem to him alien and strange.
And second, we are all human and I knew we all make mistakes.
I knew that the purpose of our lives is to be happy, experience
enjoyment and get pleasure.
Love gives these all to us, but sometime love goes his way,
but happiness, pleasure and enjoyment another way.
This is the point: Love is untamed force.
If we try to control love, pleasure and enjoyment at the same time,
love destroys us or we destroy love If we try to imprison love,
it enslaves us, when we try to understand it, it leaves us feeling
lost and confused.
I knew that nothing ever remains the same, there could be a lot of drama
in the process of change.
and Meena's and my lives could change dramatically, if we should not be
careful and cautious.
What I didn't think about at all on this day: my mistake, my big
mistake was to even talk to her today, and so worried and scared
and with such concern and anxiety about this topic.
I should have thought that probably and logically, she would refrain from
telling me everything that was happening that might worry me.
Well, I should have foreseen that she will protect me and take care of
me as always.
That means if in the next few days or in the future generally, something specific
happens, an incident between the two of them, no matter in what form
and how intense, physical or whatever, so as not to disquiet me, probably, will not
tell me and hide...
And this was a terrible and primitive move from me, like a fatal beginner's
mistake in chess!
To be continued…
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