It frustrated him to no end. They had been dating for over two years but lately, her religion had become a bone of contention between them. And sex was out of the question. She didn’t want to have sex outside of marriage anymore. The last time they had sex, it was three weeks ago. It was sheer torture being around her and not being allowed to make love to her. It was crazy. She was wild and unwilling at the same time. Wild when they were engaged in heavy petting but unwilling to go farther than that. He didn’t know how much more of this punishment he could take. Her abstinence was his punishment.
“Man, why don’t you do yourself a favor and just cut your losses and move on. There’re lots of other fish in the sea. For example, Radya. She’s obviously into you. Why don’t you ask her out?”
“No?” Kumar looked at him, aghast. “You’re crazy, Man. You’ve got a gorgeous woman like Radya just waiting in the wings and you’re not interested? Either you’re crazy or you’ve really got it bad for Denise.”
He sighed. “You’re right and I don’t know what to do about it.”
“I’ve already told you what to do.”
“I told you, I’m not interested in Radya-”
“I know, I know. I meant cutting your losses and moving on. There are other women out there you can hook up with.”
“But, I don’t want to hook up with other women. I want her.”
“Are you sure she isn’t with-holding sex in an effort to get you to marry her?”
“Denise isn’t like that.”
“I have a suggestion but it’s a bit drastic.”
“What is it?”
“Why don’t you marry her?”
“You two have been dating for a while, right.”
“And you’re crazy about her, aren’t you?”
“Then, marry her.”
“What do you mean, you can’t? You’re in love with her, aren’t you?”
“Yes, I am.”
“Then, what’s stopping you from asking her to marry you?”
“It didn’t stop you from dating her so why would you let it prevent you from marrying her?”
“When we started dating she wasn’t a practicing Christian. We used to go to clubs, the movies and bars alone most of the time and sometimes with friends. Then, a couple of months ago, she became a born again Christian. We stopped going to clubs, the movies and bars. We stopped having sex. We still make out but we just don’t have intercourse. It’s so frustrating when things between us get all heated up and then she puts the brakes on. I’m tired of taking cold showers and being sexually starved. Men are not set up like women. They can go without sex for days but men can’t. I have had to vent my frustration in other ways and I’m fed up.”
“Get married and then you can get frisky in the bedroom again.”
“I don’t want to marry her just so I can have sex with her again.”
“Then, find a reason which works for you, then pop the question.”
“What about her religion?”
“If she accepts your proposal, forget about her religion. Clearly, it isn’t a deal breaker for her or she would have dumped you after becoming born again.”
“All right. I’ll think about it. I have to leave now. Thanks again for lunch, Buddy.”
“No problem. Next time, lunch is on you.”
“Sure. I’ll see you around.”
“Take care. And good luck with Denise.”
“Thanks. Catch you later.”
As he walked to his car, he called Denise on his cell. “Hey, Baby. Are we still on for tonight?”
“I have something very important I need to ask you.” He hoped Kumar was right and that she would say yes. He couldn’t imagine his life without her. He wasn’t going to let religion rob him of the happiness he knew he could never find with anyone else. For the first time in three weeks, he felt a sense of peace.
Denise sat there, staring at the phone. What did Rahan want to ask her that was so important? Could it be…? Her heart skipped a beat at the thought. She hoped it was. Her decision to wait until marriage to resume having sex was taking a toll on her and their relationship. She was afraid of losing him because of it but it was something she felt convicted to do because of her faith.
She called Radya. “Hi, Rahan just called. He said he had he had something very important to ask me. Do you think he’s going to ask me to marry him?”
There was a brief silence. “I don’t know. It’s hard to tell.”
“Well, I hope it’s a proposal. I’m crazy in love with the guy and I would love to spend the rest of my life with him.”
“Well, I hope for your sake that it is. Um. I’ve got to go. Talk to you soon.”
“‘Bye, Radya.” The call ended and Denise stared at the phone, puzzled. Her friend didn’t sound like her usual upbeat self. Something was up. Maybe she would ask her about it the next time they spoke.
Kumar was on his way home when his cell rang. He glanced at the display. Sighing, he answered, “Hi Radya.”
“What happened at lunch today?” she demanded.
“Um, why do you ask?”
“Denise just called and told me that she thinks Rahan is going to propose. Is that true?”
“So, it is true. Damn you, Kumar,” she fumed. “You were supposed to talk Rahan into ending his relationship with Denise. You were supposed to put in a good word for me. You fool. You’ve gone and ruined everything. And now he’s going to propose to her. Thanks for nothing.” She ended the call.
Kumar sighed. He couldn’t believe that was the sweet, good-natured Radya he knew. She was hopping mad. Thank goodness he didn’t mention that the proposal was actually his idea. She would have really gone ballistic. He decided that although she was stunning, she was definitely not the right woman for his friend. Women. They were such complicated creatures but without them, life would be so boring and empty.