“Are you nervous about going out tonight?” Aart asked Halina. They were going to a Christmas Eve dinner and dance. It was the first time she was going to meet his friends and associates.
“I’m a little nervous, yes.”
“I know how you feel. I felt a little nervous when I moved to Kansas and had to meet the people I was going to work with. I wasn’t sure how they would feel about me because I’m German.
“I wonder how they will react when you introduce me.”
“I guess they will be shocked that I have a wife but they’ll get over it.”
They had gotten married about two weeks ago in Nairobi. They went to the Registrar of Marriage’s office for the ceremony and then, it was off to the airport for their flight to Kansas. It was a long flight and when they arrived in Kansas City, it was after 5 in the afternoon. When they got to the house, he took her to the master bedroom. “I hope you don’t mind sharing my bed,” he said.
“That’s what a wife is supposed to do–share her husband’s bed.”
He smiled. “Yes.”
They had never slept together or even kissed but that was going to change.
He left her to get settled and went downstairs to the study to check messages and the mail. Consuela, the housekeeper had put his mail on the desk. He sat down and opened them. There were a few bills but mostly Christmas cards. He would pay the bills in the morning and he would open the cards later if he felt up to it.
He picked up an invitation which he had received weeks ago from his friend, Trent and his wife, Marla. They were throwing a Christmas Eve dinner and dance and wanted him to attend alone or with a date. He smiled. He was going to attend with his wife.
He sat in the study for a while, imagining how shocked Trent, Marla and everyone else were going to be when they met Halina. For a while he had thought of getting married even though he wasn’t dating anyone. And then, he met her when he went on one of his business trips to Nairobi and immediately, he knew that she was the one. She was working at the hotel and he approached her.
They got to talking him and he invited her to have dinner with him that night. He took her to Harvest Restaurant where they enjoyed great food and each other’s company. As she told him about herself, he couldn’t believe that she was still single. She was a very beautiful woman and he was deeply attracted to her. After that night, he wanted to see her for the rest of his stay and every time he was there in Nairobi.
It was when he was flying to Nairobi a few weeks ago that he thought about settling down and he couldn’t imagine anyone else being his wife. He had bought the ring and had hoped and prayed that she would say yes, which to his relief and delight, she did.
And here they were on Christmas Eve in his home, now their home, about to attend their first social as a married couple. It was understandable that she would be nervous. He was a little nervous too and excited too. He couldn’t wait to show her off. “You look very beautiful,” he said to her now, his eyes traveling admiringly over her.
“Thank you. You look very handsome.” He was a very attractive man. She had noticed him before he saw her that first time when they met and was immediately attracted to him but assumed that he was married or in a relationship. So, it came as quite a surprise when he told her that he was single after she had turned him down when he asked her to have dinner with him. She liked him and enjoyed his company. He was very charming and very easy to talk to. She looked forward to spending time with him and his visits to Nairobi. When he proposed to her, she was stunned but she said yes.
And now, she was here in this lovely home in a country which seemed so far from hers. This was her new life. Her parents had died years ago and she didn’t have any siblings. Although she still have family in Nairobi, he was her family. They hadn’t made love as yet, perhaps because he didn’t want to rush her. Often, she wondered what it would be like to make love with him. Sometimes, she lay there in the bed, awake while he was lying beside her. Many times she was tempted to make a move but didn’t want to be pushy.
Aart stood up, “Ready?”
She nodded. “Yes.”
They left the drawing-room and moments later, they were on their way to their first social.