Chapter 58

Sandra
I must quickly convince Euniel for our marriage, lest he change his mind.
"Muse refused to give me my chances with her." Nicolas tells me in a sad tone.
"Maybe you should insist. I'm sure she'll give in eventually. Girls are like that. They give the impression of being indifferent when deep down they're dying to. With a little perseverance, you will succeed in making his heart bend."
"You say it because you don't know Muse. She's not one to pretend." Nicholas replied.
"In that case, change your approach technique. Be patient too. You are a handsome man and any woman would end up giving in to you with a lot of attention and gallantry." I replied sure of my words.
"Any woman you say, but not one who is still in love with another man. Muse loves Euniel and he still loves her. Until that love is rooted out of the hearts of each of them, we will always be exposed to the threat of them getting together." Nicolas underlined what each of us was thinking quietly.
"You're absolutely right. Even with Euniel, she's the only thing that counts. You have to see him waiting impatiently to go to their Sunday meetings. It seemed like this Muse gave him some breathing room. "As for me, he barely talks to me. No attention to me. Anything I do to fan the flame between us, he doesn't give a fuck. You can imagine we have no sex at all since I told her I'm pregnant?" I complained under the attentive gaze of Nicolas.
"You have nothing to complain about sexually, since you are fulfilled in that sense. However, you had better get things done quickly for your marriage. Euniel needs to go see your parents and you marry. It's the only solution we have left for Muse to understand that she no longer has any hope of being with Euniel."
"You're right, I have to do it." I tell him thoughtfully.
The evening after my discussion with Nicolas, I went to Euniel's in order to inform him of my expectations. Today is Saturday, so he will be home. When I arrived at his house, the front door was not locked. I therefore introduce myself. I go straight to Euniel's room. I know he's there, because Euniel likes to stay in his room if he's not in his office. Once outside the door of his room, I push the door which is not, either, locked. I find Euniel leaving the office at the same time. He is completely naked, he only holds a small towel with which he cleans his head. I stand frozen in front of her divinely sculpted body. I admire him to death. What robustness, what power this body exudes! I feel only one desire, to caress this body and lay kisses throughout, to signify that it belongs to me. Unfortunately, my fantasy didn't last more than thirty seconds, as Euniel hurried back to the bathroom. Surely he should have realized that my sexual urges had been awakened at the sight of his naked body. While I had naughty ideas in mind. I hope that today also he will not reject me.
I sit on the bed waiting for him to come out of the bathroom. After about ten minutes, he finally comes out of the bathroom fully dressed. He comes to sit next to me.
"Hello Sandra!" He launches me without any formalism.
Euniel is always cold with me. Being in a relationship with a man who doesn't love you, even less who doesn't want you, is very trying. If I didn't have specific goals for being in a relationship with him, I think I would have to die of this situation. Indeed, although I have goals in the fact that we are getting married, Euniel's lack of consideration for me affects me a lot and I wonder if I am not in love with him. I'm really afraid of losing him and just imagining that things can happen with Muse when he goes to their house every Sunday, I feel a strong jealousy.
"Good evening my love!" I said in a sultry voice while turning to him.
I look at Euniel making him soft eyes. Then I move my hand to his chest and I caress him. He remains insensitive to my caresses. I push my momentum further by getting up and then sitting on his lap. I move my head to kiss him, but he pulls away.
"What are you doing?" He asks me the question as if he were a kindergarten child to whom such an obvious thing should be explained.
I get off Euniel's thighs all ashamed, then I get mad at her
"Maybe you want me to draw you a picture to understand what's going on?!"
"I'm in no condition to do that."
"You're never in a condition to do it. When will you finally be? When the hens have teeth?" I retorted in a reproachful tone.
"We're not married as far as I know. And the Bible forbids sex outside of marriage."
I let out a nervous laugh hearing Euniel say such nonsense. But he takes me for his child it seems." So I reply to him, pumped up
"She's a good one. Is it today that you remember what your Bible says? When you jumped me at will and according to your moods until you made me pregnant, where was this damn rule? "
"Precisely, I almost gave in to temptation. However, it is never too late for those who want to return to the right path. I have thought about it and I must take my faith seriously. ." The asshole tells me.
I know Euniel is telling me nonsense about not having sex with me.
"In that case, let's get married as soon as possible to sleep together as we please."
"Can you hear yourself talking there? We don't marry in order to satisfy our sexual urges!" Euniel exclaimed, playing indignant.
"I just want to get married, it's not like it's a piece of information I'm giving out right now. I think we've had this project for a while now. I wouldn't want my belly starts to show before we get married. My parents are going to worry and I don't want such a thing."
"I know we're getting married. We'll see about that later. For the moment, I don't feel like talking about such a subject." Euniel tells me to slip away as he is used to.
I don't intend to let him get away with it like he often does. So I insist on saying
"You're never willing to do it. When is it a good time to talk about it? It's just a simple decision for you to make. How is that so complicated ?"
"I don't like being pressured, and you know that. I told you we were getting married, but I'm in no condition to talk about that?" He retorted in an annoyed tone.
"Yes, it's very difficult to swallow what you're telling me. Honestly Euniel, I don't know what your problem is. You're always closed in on yourself and you don't even want to have intimacy with me . If it's up to you, our child will be born without us being married."
When I refer to the child, Euniel becomes softer and it is not in a trivial way that I spoke of a child.