unfaithful Husband الزوج الخائن
لم نتحدث إلى بعضنا تلك الليلة، وعلمت أنها أرادت أن تدري ما الذي حدث لزواجنا، ولكن لم يكن بإمكاني اعطائها اجابة مرضية لقد خسرت قلبي الذي اصبح ملكا لجين فانا لم اعد احبها لانني احب جين
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
خبرت جينا عن شروط طلاق زوجتي فضحكت وقالت أنها ستواجه الطلاق لا محالة مهما كانت الخدع والحيل التي تمارسها.
ولكن وزنها الاخف كثيرا احزنني وفي اليوم الاخير حين حملتها بين يدي لم اكن قادرا على الحرة ابننا كان قد غادر للمدرسة فضممتها بحرارة وقلت لم الاحظ ان حياتنا افتقدت الدفء ، قدت الى المكتب وقفزت من السيارة دون ان اغلق الباب لانني كنت خائف ان اي تأخير قد يجعلني اغير رأيي ، صعدت السلم تحت جين الباب فقلت لها اني اسف ولكنني غيرت رأيي ولا اريد الطلاق بعد الان
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore.
Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.
So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
طوال الأشهر القليلة الماضية كانت زوجتي تصارع مرض السرطان دون أن أدري لأني كنت مشغولاً وغارقاً في علاقتي وخيانتي لها مع جينا. كانت تعلم أنها ستموت قريباً فأرادت ان توفر علي أي رد فعل سلبي من ابننا في حالة كنا مضينا قدما بالطلاق ..اما الان فأننا الزوج المحب …على الاقل في نظر ابننا.
التفاصيل الصغيرة في اي علاقة هي ما تهم وليس المنزل والسيارة والمال في البنك. فهذه الاشياء تخلق بيئة مناسبة للسعادة ولكنها لا يمكن ان تمنحنا السعادة في حد ذاتها
فجد الوقت كي تكون صديق لشريكك في الحياة وقوما بأشياء صغيرة لبعضكما البعض فهذا يبني الدفء والالفة ..احظ بزواج سعيد.