it required sympathetic understanding and unwavering patience, if we should start the journey of the dovey novel with the end -which was the early visit of Mrs. Hella to Mr. and Mrs. Kazem's home on a cold, gusty day. 

Mr. Kazem had just left for work when Mrs. Hella arrived. Upon seeing Mrs. Kazem's swollen eyes and creased face, Mrs. Hella could sense that things were not going well in the house, especially for Mrs. Kazem. 

Mrs. Hella, aware that she might be going through some difficulties, didn't bother to greet her. Mrs. Hella asked where her husband was, and Mrs. Kazem, with a sigh, answered that he had gone to work as usual. She slightly shrugged her shoulders, rested her neck on one hand, and gestured with the other towards the right and left sides. Mrs. Hella inquired about what was happening in the house, to which Mrs. Kazem reluctantly replied, "Nothing, absolutely nothing. I'm okay." Mrs. Hella, surprised, asked again, "Nothing?" Not giving her time to respond, she continued, "I can't believe you said nothing while you're crying." Mrs. Kazem questioned, "Am I?" Mrs. Hella replied, "No, but your voice, actions, and forced smile on your face reveal that you're trying to hide something. I know you're going through difficulties and have no one to share them with. Please, I beg of you, stop with these fake smiles and tell me what is really going on. You know, sharing problems can lead to finding solutions. Let me tell you, everyone has their own problems to deal with. It's just that some burdens are heavier than others. When you share your problems, I believe they can be solved, don't you think? I'm waiting for you to open up.

After a few minutes, mrs. Hella broke the silence. "My sister, I am all ears. A housewife who complains that there is not enough foodstuff in the market should remember that if her husband  adds to what is already available, there would be more for everyone. So, a single tree can't make a forest. Problem sharing is problem solving. The Lord can do anything and everything. Speak up about your problem, and it will be solved. After all, what are we friend for? Please, well! "Standing up to take her leave," I will check on you later in the day. Hmm, okay. Mrs. Hella turns her back, Mrs. Kazem nodding her head. What? Hmm... okay, I am listening, so speak your mind. Stop dilly-dallying and get on with it.

It is a lengthy tale that encompasses both humor and sorrow. I am sharing this not due to any pressure you have exerted, but because you have been my dearest friend, akin to a sister. As my time on this earth draws to a close, I believe it is unnecessary to withhold this any longer. My remaining days are limited and numbered. So when I am gone, there should at least be a witness who will be able to have an impression and, with probe, highlight the cause and the actual person who by his heartless attitude, saw me off to the tomb through excess heart poisoning. Additionally, this should help set people's minds astray from any negative thoughts that may seem like suicide or passing as a result of emotional stress and pressure related to the obvious condition of crucial motherhood lack, which is completely different from that context.

A little silent follow, Mrs. Hella sympathized. Okay, please tell me what condition is leading you to an early grave. Please get straight to the point, Mrs. Hella said, calling out to Mrs. Kazem. Yes, dear, I'm here with you, Mrs. Kazem answered. It has been almost twenty-four years now that I have been living here as an ordinary house helper without a single fruit, Mrs. Kazem lamented. Oh, oh,.. oh! Mrs. Hella exclaimed. We all know in this neighborhood that you are yet to have a child.

Our heartfelt prayer to God for you has been that you conceive and have your own child, a precious gift from within. This prayer of enthusiasm always comes to mind whenever I think of you or anything related to you.

We understand that it is not an easy journey, and we encourage you not to dwell on it too much. Take things at your own pace and remember that we empathize with the emotions you experience as a human being. 

You can't help but think about this, and of course, you have been doing so for a long period of time without anyone noticing. However, it is becoming excessive, which is not ideal. Excessive thinking about this matter could lead to a serious medical condition.

I have advised you numerous times to seek the guidance of a medical professional. If your marriage is infertile and your doctor confirms that there is no way to conceive, then consider the option of adopting a child. maybe if you are still looking up unto the adopted child face, your thinking may possibly become lesser  than this. and even, friend, slightly patting mrs. kazem lap. you can have your own child  when taking care of the  child you adopted. and I believe that our Redeemer lives and will surely heal this ailment, looking down upon his faithful servant. Humm..? Friend, waiting for an answer. 

mrs. Hella! Have I ever complain to you that we are having any infertile problem or any other else? Mrs Kazem says. Then what is the problem? Asked mrs. Hella.

Mrs Kazem started. mrs. Hella, I know it will be very difficult for you to belief this. if I should tells you that this is about thirty years and above that have been living as a lovelorn and twenty-four years of being wedded without my husband touching me. This statement brought a look of complete incredulity to mrs Hella face and immediately,  before mrs. Kazem end her speech, she shouted, Jesus Christ! As you have said earlier, I can't ever believe that. This is very incongruous and sounds absolutely insane to me. Can you be passing through all this and have no one to share it with in order to put an end to such dispute, even if it's your parents? And you keep quiet, looking and leaving as an ordinary home material for decorating? Since all this while, Mr. Kazem, hmm? They stared at each other without saying anything, and Mrs. Hella says, "What is going on?"

I'm confused. Perhaps I should inquire with you if both individuals are engaged in a conflict and consistently feigning when you sense or notice my presence. Mr. Kazem responded, "Hmm... Mrs. Hella, all lizards lie flat on their stomachs, making it challenging to identify which one is experiencing stomach pain. Despite appearances, everyone has hidden problems that are not visible externally. I cannot claim that we are fighting or pretending whenever you are around."

And did he have any other affairs? Mrs. Hella asked. "No, he does not," Mrs. Hella gave a snort and simply uttered, a mucky joke without elaborating further.. Now I understand, Mrs. Kazem, you are deceiving yourself. Why did you say this, Mrs. Hella? Are you mocking me?" "I am not mocking you, Mrs. Kazem. When you confidently claimed that he does not have any other woman outside of your relationship and yet he is behaving this way, how can you be so sure?"

Of course, I'm sure. I am the one who knows what is going on. It wasn't that much of a mystery, but it did have some hidden secrets. Mrs. Hella replied, in which you will have to divulge today in explicitly, without any equivocation. It wasn't a big deal, I will do it. said Mrs. Kazem. But wait, it is difficult to fathom the emotional toll of this kind of relationship, opposite sex for that matter.  Even if it is in a situation where you are considered an ugly virago and displeasing to the eye. Have both of you or any of you experienced a fatal accident that could result in a loss of emotional arousal or libido?

Mrs. Kazem popped in, having no answer to that. "Why are you silent, Mrs. Kazem?" she replied, "Because I don't know how to address that." "Wait, Mrs. Kazem, this shouldn't be difficult for you to answer because I know you heard me clearly and surely understand. And if you still claim not to, I will have to bring it out in another dimension. And the question is this: Have you ever seen him before in the buff? I mean, without clothes on?" "Mrs. Hella," she called, "you are very funny."

You didn't even ask if both of us use the same bed. I mentioned that someone has never touched me, and you're asking if he undresses in front of me. If he does, then what else? hum..! a mucky joke. once again mrs hella says, so that was how serious it is mr. Kazem and you didn't even inquire about his physical abilities, if he is physically complete. What do you mean, Mrs. Hella? Oh, now I understand. Both of you are alike; you lack mental awareness.

he is a tree and you also lack simple wisdom, you are asking me what i am trying to insinuate by saying "physically complete"? so you are living with a person who you aren't aware of his physical competence to be refers to as a man? wait, is that your husband not a human being covered with flesh? or he do not bath. even if its agreed to be a tree, so you haven't go surreptitiously to scenes his nude when having his bath before? and even that is not enough, if possibly don't only move silent to the bath room for any confirmation. go inside with him in same condition, i don't known how low the body chemistry is, no matter what the problem is, mrs kazem you will surely cry no more. 

believe me, these who are sexually disable are still trying their best. unless you get there to discover a phantom or invisible man power. and i will encourage you to take over an antelope step. in that, if you see on earth what eye have not been seeing, go ahead and look for a responsible man who is not physically disabled and incomplete. if a load is too heavy for someone to carry , one would better off it to give the ground to carry.

Mrs. Kazem answered, "I have been pleading with him for all these days. Even if I have done something wrong, we still communicate with each other. We live in the same house but in different rooms, each with our own bathroom inside the main resting room. He always locks the door when he enters his room. We only communicate briefly in the living room before he enters, especially when we are watching something funny,  we smile and occasionally make eye contact.”

So, I can't say we are fighting because sometimes when I bring out Ludo in his presence and ask him to play with me for fun, he always inclines. However, whenever I approach him politely and apologize with a soft voice, seeking forgiveness and explaining that it's not good for a couple to be together without having a child, that's when I become irritating to him and we become enemies. He starts acting hoity-toity and obstinate.

Until three or four days, he will never speak, even when I greet him. Neither will he eat my food. That will be my punishment for him. Mrs. Hella answers and says, "So the word is true, that if someone has been moving about for a long period of time, they will gradually come across some critical supernatural creatures like you! Living a solitary life, solitary animals even live a more pleasant life than you. They have time for meeting. 

joke apart, my sister this is very terrible and perilous, you are hampering your life. 

Hmm! Mrs. Hella, Mrs. Kazem called and gasped. Have  think a lot and cried bitterly under a locked roof. But still, I don't know how severe my trespass is to deserve no forgiveness. I am frustrated, "The single mistake I have ever made is loving this guy on earth." "Love"! He will never once think about this. I have no more hope to continue the journey of my life. Mrs. Hella empathizes, and Mrs. Kazem can see a hangdog expression on her face.

She says, "Don't feel sorry for me, Mrs. Hella, because I am not sorry for myself. I brought this upon myself by entering into an unhealthy relationship, fully aware of the potential consequences. However, I also held onto the hope that things could change, and by grace from above or in his favor experience  some joie de vivre a day at a time. not until now that the very long hope for an hunky-dory become still. i developed a jerry-built love for a person whose affections lie elsewhere and who never knew I existed on earth. I entered into an ill-starred marriage as it was influenced by my parents' wishes and my own feelings of love for him. 

I have come to accept this as my destiny and as a consequence of my inability to establish a sense of order in my life. 

However, Mrs. Kazem, said Mrs. Hella, "This is extremely critical and, in relation to your previous statement, is he not going to send you off to an early grave with this excessive heartache? I understand that this situation is of great concern. However, it is important to approach this matter with moderation. As a capable individual, have you considered exploring other options outside of this situation? Perhaps there are other individuals who genuinely care for you and would express their love in a healthier manner."

How beautiful and attractive you were when I first met you. Now, you have aged prematurely and become an old woman. Mrs. Kazem, I want to emphasize that I am not trying to ruin your family. Although you are growing older, it is not too late for you. If you take my advice, you can still live a fulfilling life. Your soul is not bound by chains.

Mrs. Hella, you cannot understand if that is possible. I will have done that since all these days. But why is it not possible, Mr. Kazem? Mrs. Hella, all that I have is being documented with his name, and apart from that, you can't understand. Even I don't know how I can explain it. It has some hidden secret behind. But why can't you sit down and think, even if you own the whole world?

Since Jesus Christ, our Lord, left this earth which was created for him just because of mankind, why won't it be possible for you? And if you say that, why can't you try as much as possible and look for another simple solution?

When I was younger, I attended a lesson with my uncle named Sam. He shared his life story with us, emphasizing that life is not limited to one path. If plan A doesn't work, you should shift to plan B. He recounted a time when he had a girlfriend who promised to be his future partner. One day, she accidentally left her phone with him, and he found a comfortable spot to sit while holding onto it.

Going through the contacts, Uncle Sam discovered that the lady had saved some contacts that were quite surprising. Despite their agreement to be together, Uncle Sam had given his all to satisfy her. It was unfortunate to hear that when Uncle Sam was browsing through the contacts, he found entries such as "My Joy," "My Love," and "One and Only." This revelation left him extremely surprised, and he could only respond with a resigned "Well!"