Unromantic man 1/3

By Drum Digital
04 November 2013

Palesa is fed up with the lack of romance in her marriage. She longs to be swept off her feet...

"Our marriage is empty." Palesa complained to her husband. “There’s no passion or romance.”

“Whatever makes you say that?” Stan asked, lowering the TV’s volume. He was watching an exciting soccer match with Bafana Bafana thrashing their opponents. But he took time to consider what his wife had just said and give her a calm answer. He tuned out the blaring vuvuzelas and turned toward her.

“I don’t see anything wrong with our relationship.”

Palesa wasn’t buying it. “For starters, I can’t remember the last time you told me you loved me,” she said.  “It has been years since you uttered those little words. You never tell me I’m beautiful anymore. When was the last time you bought me flowers, chocolates or a teddy bear? And what about a hug or a kiss now and then? I also want to sit on your lap every day!”

Stan sighed. He defended himself logically, not romantically, as he always did every time Palesa started going on like a character in a romantic novel.

“Well I might not verbalise that I love you, but I come home to you every day, don’t I?” he said, with an affectionate smile on his round face. “I chose to marry you – out of all the millions of women out there.

And I’ve never ever cheated on you – indeed or in thought. To me, that’s enough proof that I love you. Why should I verbalise my love for you all the time? Actions speak louder than words. A flower that is as beautiful as you doesn’t need constant reminders about its beauty.” “You’re always twisting facts to your advantage,” Palesa said, trying hard to appear unimpressed, even though the remark about the flower had softened her.

“I need your reassurance. If you’re concerned about my happiness, you should love me the way I want to be loved.”

“If you insist! What choice do I have?” Stan said, sounding a little frustrated.

“Here goes: I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, and I love you. I said it seven times. That should just about cover the whole week, okay?” His part done, Stan turned up the vuvuzelas and continued watching the game in quiet defiance. Palesa felt hurt that her husband seemed not to care about her feelings. How could he be so insensitive? “You’re the most unromantic man in the world!” she snapped as she stood up and stormed out of the lounge, heading for the front door.

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