There was an awkward few moments between us…I knew she was also thinking a lot of things right then. I knew girls thinks much more than boys..I was sure she was thinking about her decision being in one room with me. I knew she was also thinking about how her husband would accept the fact that she spent few days and nights with a complete stranger. Whom she did not know even the day before.

I told her to sit on the bed. And she did without asking me any question. I was already on the bed…I looked at her and I did not see even a little cloud on her face. The light was coming through the curtain. So I did not think that we would need to turn the light on…

I told her that since our luck put us together for few days it was better if we knew each other. That way we will be able to pass that time easily. I told her that Oman was a big country and there were a lot of things we could go to visit. We could go to the beach which was very close to the Hotel we were in. In fact I asked her to come to the window to see the Arabian Ocean from the hotel.

She came to the window and opened up the curtain a bit more. The half-darkness of the room and the very bright sunshine from the outside played beautifully on her face. She looked marvelous in that moment…I wanted to hold her in my arms but right way I told myself that I should not have thought that way.

I could see that she was feeling free with me and I wanted to keep that way. I told myself that I should not say or does anything which will make her feel anything otherwise then I would not be able to forgive myself.

She came back and sat again on the bed. This time she took a pillow and leaned against the headboard of the bed…I was still sitting on the corner. I also got on to the bed but kept enough room between us. I wanted to make the scenery a bit funny so I asked her if she wanted to hear some jokes. She said yes and I told her some of my best clean jokes and she started to break down into laughter.

Her pearly white teeth. Perfectly shaped eye brows. All the little features were beautiful. She asked me if I was married. In fact she saw my beautiful wife for in the Dhaka airport…but since she was crying that time she could not pay attention ..She apologized for not being able to talk to my wife. She asked me few other questions…and I answered her accordingly.

I asked her about her husband. I was even teasing her for getting married without seeing each other. And even marrying him while he was on the other side of the phone. She told me that it was a family decision and she just went alone with that…

She told me that she was not sure either if getting married over the phone would work but it seemed the ceremony was over before it even started. The Imam asked her if she said yes to the wedding and he asked the husband the same and he said yes. The wedding was over with a short recital from the Qur’an.

There was a big party in her home and so many of the relatives came just like the real wedding.. I started to laugh. She jokingly tried to slap me..I moved my face so she could not hit me..

I looked at my watch it was about 1.30 p.m. I was not sure about the Oman time but I knew that we were hungry. So off to the restaurant.