28-12-2024, 04:31 AM
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Hot Dog and Ice Age – 3
Nadir’s Narration:
It was almost the end of summer, sometime in September. I think it was
a month and a half after the diagnosis of my erectile dysfunction and almost two
months after Jalal's flight in his new homeland and My problems were still, insisting.
The situation dragged on between me and Meena until then and we were still
in an ice age and my stubbornness and her lack of interest and anger dragged
on until then.
Not that we ignored each other or didn't pay attention to each other, no,
we talked normally and carried on with life as always but with a certain
distance and we both felt that.
Yes, just a cold time, of waiting. From my side, waiting for healing, my
resilience, and from her side, that I normalize, forgive her and goes back
to her bed.
One day in the hospital I was given a patient for assessment and treatment.
I was supposed to decide whether she could be operated on and if so, to carry
out the operation.
A woman about eighty years old. She was brought in by taxi and while I was
examining her, my secretary came in and said that the patient's son is
there and asks if he could come in.
I said yes and when he was inside, I recognized him immediately.
He was in my highcollege but a few years older. When I started high college
He had one year to finish highcollege and since he was the best one and captain
of the high college soccer team, everyone knew him.
After thinking for a moment, I remembered his name too. He was Shahin P.
The man was still in a very good shape. A little taller than me, solid body and really
good looking with not short, wavy, brown hair with gray hair over sides, and
smiling brown eyes.
As far as I could remember, he was the girls' favourite because of his looks
and his sport career.
Later there was a math competition at college which I won the second price.
I think it was my 2nd year at highcollege, and we met at the awards ceremony
and later always said hello. After a short while he finished and left the highcollege.
I never heard of him again. I only knew that he was well off and his father has a car
company and was the main representative of several German and American car
manufacturers, such as Mercedes benz, Ford, Dodge and others.
I have to admit that he didn't know me first. He hasn't changed much
and that's why I recognized him right away.
When I introduced myself and talked about high college, he immediately reacted
with great joy and after a few minutes, we had become very close and were
on first-name terms with each other.
We spoke about our family situation, and he said that he has been a widow
for two years and his wife died of breast cancer, and he has a daughter about
twenty years old who is studying in France. I guessed he must be about forty
years old.
I told him that I am also married. Then we talked not more or longer about
my wife.
I asked him whether he is still interested in football. He laughed and said
yes, he is interested but he doesn't play more. He has now taken over his father's
company and is very busy. But maybe we can watch a football match sometime
together.
He said he is very happy that I am the doctor who is treating or operating
on his mother.
I said I will decide about the operation after I get some lab results.
He said a week ago his mother's doctor, who sent her to me, ordered some
blood tests for her and he would get the results straight away and then he disappeared.
About a quarter of an hour later, when I was busy with another patient, he came back
and entered during the break between two patients.
When Shahin reached me the lab results, he was very excited and asked
me if I knew the young, pretty head of the lab personally? I knew immediately who he meant.
He meant my wife, Meena. I smiled and answered, “yes, I know her...", but before I could
continue, he interrupted me, "Nadir, she is a beauty, I would give a lot for a night
with her, what a woman, incredibly sexy and I would go on a date with her right way, you
know....".
I didn't know what to say. If I told him that he was talking about my wife, it would have been
an embarrassing situation for both of us. He couldn't have known from our last names that
we, Meena and I, belong together. In our home country, women after marriage
usually have to keep their own surnames, especially in office and official topics.
But now I had to say something, "But Dr. Salimi has a husband, she's married.".
"Yes, I saw she has a wedding ring, but what does that matter?", "such a woman might
not be free either,", "But I don't want to marry her either, she's a shame for the
household!" and he laughed,”,", probably an old clinic director who can't satisfy her well,
the way she looked at me and smiled.".
I was a little indignant and probably red in the face, but simply said, "Yes, I know him, but
be careful, she loves him, as far as I know,".
"I'll definitely try to get closer to her, I will not stop this even if I hear a clear no at the beginning,
how can I contact her? Where does she live?" he asked.
"You can call her at her workplace if you want, but I don't think you'll stand a chance, she's
very tough and faithful," I tried to stop him.
Shahin smiled then winked and patted me lightly on the shoulder, " apparently you also tried
with her too, my friend. it sounds like… Anyway. we'll see, let me try it too, who knows,
maybe I'll have more luck. Being in bed with her... wow... what a queen...".
We exchanged private numbers. He saw my curiosity about this topic and promised to
inform me about his activity and possible success or failure. We even made an appointment
for next week to meet up for coffee somewhere else. Then he left.
I was shocked. I told the secretary that I cannot continue to see patients and I had to leave the
examination room, I don't feel well, I feel dizzy and then went to my office.
I locked myself in there and sat thinking. I was caught in a surprising situation.
My heart was pounding, and I was completely confused.
Although I knew even if it would come to that point that they would meet, I was sure that Meena
would never go so far as to put her marriage and relationship with me in danger and
consequently, to lose me. Nonetheless my main concern was that, it was possible that
Meena falls in love with him or anybody else, even with someone with whom she began initially a
game just to make me jealous, for her only a sham affair. I knew that emotional
connections can develop in various circumstances, even in a sham affair case,
due to shared experiences, intimacy, and the excitement of a secret relationship.
How should I manage this now? How should I react if he really does what he plans to do
and Meena really goes along with it and wants to annoy me and make me suspicious?
What should happen now? He, Shahin, would be the ideal person for Meena's
jealousy game, I thought to me.
Maybe Meena thought the same, and gave him the right signal? Why did he say that she
looked at him that way and smiled? What should I do now?
My inner Nadir, who always found such encounters and coincidences between a stranger
and Meena exciting and erotic, was now a little afraid. I thought that I was probably now
insecure because of my handicap, my erectile dysfunction, that I was no longer a good one in
the bedroom and that someone could steal my beautiful wife from me.
That scared me enormously and I was afraid that even if I told Meena, the situation would
get even worse.
Maybe in the moment despite my fear I found it exciting to wait and see how far she
would go?
When all this came into my head, I was really confuse. I thought if it reasonable to cross the
highway with immobile legs when a car is approaching? Should I do something like that?
Then I got really scared.
My thoughts and this inner craving for sexual excitement that after hearing Shahin's interest in
Meena, woke up again and his insistence that he will definitely try with her, all were toom much.
It was sick but, in the end, I said to myself, just wait and see, maybe because of this occurrence,
tomorrow the old man in my pants, will be able to do it again!
How could I get, despite my problem, everything under my control again and regain my
confidence and self-esteem? Should I talk to her about it and warn her before she does
something wrong? Should I ask her? Should I forbid her?
Maybe talking to her calmly and relaxed would be the best way, I said finally to myself, but...
Every time I thought about talking to her, a mental barrier came up, a voice in the back of my
head said, look, you idiot, it's also her fault that your motor do not working properly!
If there are psychological and mental causes for my problem, if there are underlying
stressful situations, then her behaviour in the last few weeks has contributed to them or
accelerated them.
I definitely wanted to find a cause and, more importantly, a perpetrator for everything and
Meena always came to mind. My stress at work was nothing new and nothing else newly
had happened or was changed in my life. Except the story with Jalal and its consequences.
Who played the main role in my miserable condition other than Meena?
To be continued...
Nadir’s Narration:
It was almost the end of summer, sometime in September. I think it was
a month and a half after the diagnosis of my erectile dysfunction and almost two
months after Jalal's flight in his new homeland and My problems were still, insisting.
The situation dragged on between me and Meena until then and we were still
in an ice age and my stubbornness and her lack of interest and anger dragged
on until then.
Not that we ignored each other or didn't pay attention to each other, no,
we talked normally and carried on with life as always but with a certain
distance and we both felt that.
Yes, just a cold time, of waiting. From my side, waiting for healing, my
resilience, and from her side, that I normalize, forgive her and goes back
to her bed.
One day in the hospital I was given a patient for assessment and treatment.
I was supposed to decide whether she could be operated on and if so, to carry
out the operation.
A woman about eighty years old. She was brought in by taxi and while I was
examining her, my secretary came in and said that the patient's son is
there and asks if he could come in.
I said yes and when he was inside, I recognized him immediately.
He was in my highcollege but a few years older. When I started high college
He had one year to finish highcollege and since he was the best one and captain
of the high college soccer team, everyone knew him.
After thinking for a moment, I remembered his name too. He was Shahin P.
The man was still in a very good shape. A little taller than me, solid body and really
good looking with not short, wavy, brown hair with gray hair over sides, and
smiling brown eyes.
As far as I could remember, he was the girls' favourite because of his looks
and his sport career.
Later there was a math competition at college which I won the second price.
I think it was my 2nd year at highcollege, and we met at the awards ceremony
and later always said hello. After a short while he finished and left the highcollege.
I never heard of him again. I only knew that he was well off and his father has a car
company and was the main representative of several German and American car
manufacturers, such as Mercedes benz, Ford, Dodge and others.
I have to admit that he didn't know me first. He hasn't changed much
and that's why I recognized him right away.
When I introduced myself and talked about high college, he immediately reacted
with great joy and after a few minutes, we had become very close and were
on first-name terms with each other.
We spoke about our family situation, and he said that he has been a widow
for two years and his wife died of breast cancer, and he has a daughter about
twenty years old who is studying in France. I guessed he must be about forty
years old.
I told him that I am also married. Then we talked not more or longer about
my wife.
I asked him whether he is still interested in football. He laughed and said
yes, he is interested but he doesn't play more. He has now taken over his father's
company and is very busy. But maybe we can watch a football match sometime
together.
He said he is very happy that I am the doctor who is treating or operating
on his mother.
I said I will decide about the operation after I get some lab results.
He said a week ago his mother's doctor, who sent her to me, ordered some
blood tests for her and he would get the results straight away and then he disappeared.
About a quarter of an hour later, when I was busy with another patient, he came back
and entered during the break between two patients.
When Shahin reached me the lab results, he was very excited and asked
me if I knew the young, pretty head of the lab personally? I knew immediately who he meant.
He meant my wife, Meena. I smiled and answered, “yes, I know her...", but before I could
continue, he interrupted me, "Nadir, she is a beauty, I would give a lot for a night
with her, what a woman, incredibly sexy and I would go on a date with her right way, you
know....".
I didn't know what to say. If I told him that he was talking about my wife, it would have been
an embarrassing situation for both of us. He couldn't have known from our last names that
we, Meena and I, belong together. In our home country, women after marriage
usually have to keep their own surnames, especially in office and official topics.
But now I had to say something, "But Dr. Salimi has a husband, she's married.".
"Yes, I saw she has a wedding ring, but what does that matter?", "such a woman might
not be free either,", "But I don't want to marry her either, she's a shame for the
household!" and he laughed,”,", probably an old clinic director who can't satisfy her well,
the way she looked at me and smiled.".
I was a little indignant and probably red in the face, but simply said, "Yes, I know him, but
be careful, she loves him, as far as I know,".
"I'll definitely try to get closer to her, I will not stop this even if I hear a clear no at the beginning,
how can I contact her? Where does she live?" he asked.
"You can call her at her workplace if you want, but I don't think you'll stand a chance, she's
very tough and faithful," I tried to stop him.
Shahin smiled then winked and patted me lightly on the shoulder, " apparently you also tried
with her too, my friend. it sounds like… Anyway. we'll see, let me try it too, who knows,
maybe I'll have more luck. Being in bed with her... wow... what a queen...".
We exchanged private numbers. He saw my curiosity about this topic and promised to
inform me about his activity and possible success or failure. We even made an appointment
for next week to meet up for coffee somewhere else. Then he left.
I was shocked. I told the secretary that I cannot continue to see patients and I had to leave the
examination room, I don't feel well, I feel dizzy and then went to my office.
I locked myself in there and sat thinking. I was caught in a surprising situation.
My heart was pounding, and I was completely confused.
Although I knew even if it would come to that point that they would meet, I was sure that Meena
would never go so far as to put her marriage and relationship with me in danger and
consequently, to lose me. Nonetheless my main concern was that, it was possible that
Meena falls in love with him or anybody else, even with someone with whom she began initially a
game just to make me jealous, for her only a sham affair. I knew that emotional
connections can develop in various circumstances, even in a sham affair case,
due to shared experiences, intimacy, and the excitement of a secret relationship.
How should I manage this now? How should I react if he really does what he plans to do
and Meena really goes along with it and wants to annoy me and make me suspicious?
What should happen now? He, Shahin, would be the ideal person for Meena's
jealousy game, I thought to me.
Maybe Meena thought the same, and gave him the right signal? Why did he say that she
looked at him that way and smiled? What should I do now?
My inner Nadir, who always found such encounters and coincidences between a stranger
and Meena exciting and erotic, was now a little afraid. I thought that I was probably now
insecure because of my handicap, my erectile dysfunction, that I was no longer a good one in
the bedroom and that someone could steal my beautiful wife from me.
That scared me enormously and I was afraid that even if I told Meena, the situation would
get even worse.
Maybe in the moment despite my fear I found it exciting to wait and see how far she
would go?
When all this came into my head, I was really confuse. I thought if it reasonable to cross the
highway with immobile legs when a car is approaching? Should I do something like that?
Then I got really scared.
My thoughts and this inner craving for sexual excitement that after hearing Shahin's interest in
Meena, woke up again and his insistence that he will definitely try with her, all were toom much.
It was sick but, in the end, I said to myself, just wait and see, maybe because of this occurrence,
tomorrow the old man in my pants, will be able to do it again!
How could I get, despite my problem, everything under my control again and regain my
confidence and self-esteem? Should I talk to her about it and warn her before she does
something wrong? Should I ask her? Should I forbid her?
Maybe talking to her calmly and relaxed would be the best way, I said finally to myself, but...
Every time I thought about talking to her, a mental barrier came up, a voice in the back of my
head said, look, you idiot, it's also her fault that your motor do not working properly!
If there are psychological and mental causes for my problem, if there are underlying
stressful situations, then her behaviour in the last few weeks has contributed to them or
accelerated them.
I definitely wanted to find a cause and, more importantly, a perpetrator for everything and
Meena always came to mind. My stress at work was nothing new and nothing else newly
had happened or was changed in my life. Except the story with Jalal and its consequences.
Who played the main role in my miserable condition other than Meena?
To be continued...
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