Now I was back to my life of a married man,I missed my late nights out and my friends. Sara was happy to be back and Tamara grew tall though she lost a lot of weight. She was such a beautiful baby and very smart. She loved the computer and mobiles,she way my electronic baby.
Sara was very happy to be back and she lost all the extra weight and looked great. I could not wait to have her in bed. After lunch she put Tamara to sleep and came to hug me. I could not wait anymore I carried her to our bedroom .
We had a wonderful life together, there were a few arguments but most of the time we were a happy couple. I thought myself lucky as my best friend was having a hard time in his marriage and they were talking about divorce. Jaseem was married for five years . It was an arranged marriage and the first year they seemed very happy. I always thought they were a perfect couple but after they had their first son, problems started. Unfortunately the child was very hyper, violent, and was a slow talker. We all thought there was something wrong with the little one but his mother was in denial.She did not want to send him for an assessment to a child psychologist All advise and recommendation fell on deaf ears. In addition ,she did not allow Jaseem to take him for an assessment either . Jaseem was not allowed to discipline the child , when he did his wife would packs her bags and go to her parents.Sometimes they get into ugly fights and she demands a divorce. Both parents tried to advise them but it fell on deaf ears.Their relationship was rocky for three years . Jaseem lost interest in everything and gained a lot of weight. He spent most of his time at home and ate junk food. .We expected to hear of a divorce anytime.I really felt sorry for Jaseem he was in a lousy situation. I considered myself very lucky with Sara even though we had arguments divorce was not an option.
My younger sister Shemsa graduated from U.K and just started work. As is the norm in our culture she was expected to get married soon. Shemsa was a very independent lady and I knew she would not be pressured to get married to anyone for the sake of getting married. She rejected a few proposals and my parents were really angry with her as the guys were from good families,educated , good looking and they did not understand what Shemsa was looking for. After a while she got the courage to tell my mother that she met this wonderful Bahraini guy in UK and he wanted to come and propose. My parents were disappointed because they did not know the boy nor the family and did not like the idea of their daughter moving from the Emirates. They always thought she would get married to a cousin or family friend. Shemsa was very stubborn and she didn't accept NO as an answer. Our father called his friend in Bahrain to find out more about Sultan.After a few days his friend answered him that Sultan is from a very good family, educated, and holds a very good position in the government and is of good character. In fact he said he heard all good things about him.Now my father though not very convinced of his daughter marrying outside the family agreed to receive Sultan's family. Soon after a group of twenty men came to propose.
My mother ordered many plates of food such as salads and grilled meat . Also there were trays of different fruits and plenty of desserts.My father welcomed his guests warmly and they started chatting and laughing as if they knew each other well.After the meal the elder guy from Sultan's family made the official proposal on behalf of Sultan . My uncle who was the elder guy on our side thanked them for coming and told them that he will answer them shortly. This is just a procedure usually the bride's family does not answer yes straight away.Sultan came to greet our mum before he left and she liked him instantly, she told us he seemed a perfect gentleman and kind and of course he was tall and good looking. Our younger sister Leila and cousins wanted to see Sultan ,they had to be contented with watching him from the balcony when they departed.After one week my uncle called Sultan's family with the good news that our family has accepted their son's proposal.
After a few weeks Sultan's mother and aunties came over to meet my mother to get to know each other and discuss the marriage plans and set a date for bringing the dowry.This is usually a big event with a lot of ladies ,plenty of food and at times music and dance. After a few weeks they came back to bring the dowry and gifts. They brought huge wooden chests decorated with flowers filled with jewellery , perfumes,designer watches,designer handbags ,shoes , and expensive Arabic perfumes.
The chests were so heavy that two of our servants were called to bring them inside the living room. There were introductions from both sides, and the ladies were chatting and laughing and later dinner was served. After the dessert Sultan's mother and family left as they were tired and had a flight back to Bahrain.When the guests left Shemsa was called to take her dowry and open her gifts. It took hours to unwrap the gifts.
Shemsa was elated ,she was all smiles, at long last she will get married to the man of her choice, the man she loves.Sara was happy for Shemsa and they were busy whispering and giggling . For the next couple of months the ladies in my family talked about nothing but Shemsa's wedding.Now Shemsa was the centre of attention and not Tamara. Sara was engrossed with fashion catalogues as she was looking for something to wear for the many functions to come. Sara spent a lot of time with Shemsa as they went shopping together and this was an endless chore. I was happy to see Sara so excited and busy helping with wedding plans that i no longer got questioned about where I was, when I'd be home and this seemed to strengthen our relationship.
Sara was very happy to be back and she lost all the extra weight and looked great. I could not wait to have her in bed. After lunch she put Tamara to sleep and came to hug me. I could not wait anymore I carried her to our bedroom .
We had a wonderful life together, there were a few arguments but most of the time we were a happy couple. I thought myself lucky as my best friend was having a hard time in his marriage and they were talking about divorce. Jaseem was married for five years . It was an arranged marriage and the first year they seemed very happy. I always thought they were a perfect couple but after they had their first son, problems started. Unfortunately the child was very hyper, violent, and was a slow talker. We all thought there was something wrong with the little one but his mother was in denial.She did not want to send him for an assessment to a child psychologist All advise and recommendation fell on deaf ears. In addition ,she did not allow Jaseem to take him for an assessment either . Jaseem was not allowed to discipline the child , when he did his wife would packs her bags and go to her parents.Sometimes they get into ugly fights and she demands a divorce. Both parents tried to advise them but it fell on deaf ears.Their relationship was rocky for three years . Jaseem lost interest in everything and gained a lot of weight. He spent most of his time at home and ate junk food. .We expected to hear of a divorce anytime.I really felt sorry for Jaseem he was in a lousy situation. I considered myself very lucky with Sara even though we had arguments divorce was not an option.
My younger sister Shemsa graduated from U.K and just started work. As is the norm in our culture she was expected to get married soon. Shemsa was a very independent lady and I knew she would not be pressured to get married to anyone for the sake of getting married. She rejected a few proposals and my parents were really angry with her as the guys were from good families,educated , good looking and they did not understand what Shemsa was looking for. After a while she got the courage to tell my mother that she met this wonderful Bahraini guy in UK and he wanted to come and propose. My parents were disappointed because they did not know the boy nor the family and did not like the idea of their daughter moving from the Emirates. They always thought she would get married to a cousin or family friend. Shemsa was very stubborn and she didn't accept NO as an answer. Our father called his friend in Bahrain to find out more about Sultan.After a few days his friend answered him that Sultan is from a very good family, educated, and holds a very good position in the government and is of good character. In fact he said he heard all good things about him.Now my father though not very convinced of his daughter marrying outside the family agreed to receive Sultan's family. Soon after a group of twenty men came to propose.
My mother ordered many plates of food such as salads and grilled meat . Also there were trays of different fruits and plenty of desserts.My father welcomed his guests warmly and they started chatting and laughing as if they knew each other well.After the meal the elder guy from Sultan's family made the official proposal on behalf of Sultan . My uncle who was the elder guy on our side thanked them for coming and told them that he will answer them shortly. This is just a procedure usually the bride's family does not answer yes straight away.Sultan came to greet our mum before he left and she liked him instantly, she told us he seemed a perfect gentleman and kind and of course he was tall and good looking. Our younger sister Leila and cousins wanted to see Sultan ,they had to be contented with watching him from the balcony when they departed.After one week my uncle called Sultan's family with the good news that our family has accepted their son's proposal.
After a few weeks Sultan's mother and aunties came over to meet my mother to get to know each other and discuss the marriage plans and set a date for bringing the dowry.This is usually a big event with a lot of ladies ,plenty of food and at times music and dance. After a few weeks they came back to bring the dowry and gifts. They brought huge wooden chests decorated with flowers filled with jewellery , perfumes,designer watches,designer handbags ,shoes , and expensive Arabic perfumes.
The chests were so heavy that two of our servants were called to bring them inside the living room. There were introductions from both sides, and the ladies were chatting and laughing and later dinner was served. After the dessert Sultan's mother and family left as they were tired and had a flight back to Bahrain.When the guests left Shemsa was called to take her dowry and open her gifts. It took hours to unwrap the gifts.
Shemsa was elated ,she was all smiles, at long last she will get married to the man of her choice, the man she loves.Sara was happy for Shemsa and they were busy whispering and giggling . For the next couple of months the ladies in my family talked about nothing but Shemsa's wedding.Now Shemsa was the centre of attention and not Tamara. Sara was engrossed with fashion catalogues as she was looking for something to wear for the many functions to come. Sara spent a lot of time with Shemsa as they went shopping together and this was an endless chore. I was happy to see Sara so excited and busy helping with wedding plans that i no longer got questioned about where I was, when I'd be home and this seemed to strengthen our relationship.
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