With a very heavy heart, Chioma called Dushan. He immediately answered. “Hi, Dushan.”
“Hi, Chioma. I was just about to get dressed.”
“Dushan, I’m so sorry but I won’t be able to see you tonight. Something has come up.”
“Oh.” He was in his bedroom about to put on his shirt. Now, he sank down onto the bed, crushed. He had never been so disappointed in his life. All day he had been looking forward to seeing her. He had something very important to ask her. Now, it would have to wait until the next time they saw each other.
She could tell that he was disappointed and so was she. She had been looking forward to seeing him and spending time with him and now, she had to cancel their plans because Lydia wanted her to attend the International Women’s Forum event that evening. “I’m so sorry, Dushan. Lydia literally told me fifteen minutes ago that she wanted me to attend an International Women’s Forum event which starts in an hour. So, I have to rush over there now. I was really looking forward to being with you this evening.”
“I was looking forward to being with you too but, you have your job to do. We can see each other tomorrow instead.”
“Yes. I’ll see you tomorrow. I’ll call you later.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too.” He slowly hung up the receiver. The evening suddenly seemed very long and dismal. He had it all planned. A candlelight dinner with soft music playing in the background as they enjoyed a zesty Israeli salad followed by meat-stuffed Kibbeh served with Israeli yellow rice and two slices of Chocolate Babka for dessert. Afterwards, when they were relaxing on the sofa, he would get down on one knee and propose. Propose. He glanced at the small black box on top of the bedside table. Inside was a Heart Shape Halo Diamond Engagement Ring.
He had bought it on Wednesday during his lunch hour. He had booked the appointment on the Thursday. Today was Saturday and all day, he had been thinking about what he was going to say when he proposed to her. And, now it was going to have to be wait until tomorrow. Sighing heavily, he got up from the bed and as he turned, he caught his reflection in the mirror. His eyes dropped to the tattoo which was on his right arm.
He walked over to the mirror and stood there, staring at it. Since meeting Chioma, he regretted having it. He got it when he was in his late teens. His parents never knew about it. They would have had a fit and would have quoted, Leviticus 19:28 which said, “You shall not make cuts in your flesh for a person [who died]. You shall not etch a tattoo on yourselves. I am the Lord.“
Evelyn and Ruth knew about the tattoo because they had both seen him naked and it hadn’t bothered them. But, Chioma had never seen him naked so she had never seen the tattoo. And, he hadn’t told her about it. It was the only other thing he hadn’t told her about himself besides him being Jewish. Should he tell her about the tattoo before he proposed? It would have been better if he had told before they started dating. Would it be a deal breaker now? Would she be turned off by it? What was he going to do if she didn’t want to be with him any more because of it?
His heart told him that her love for him was much too strong, deep and mature for her to throw away their future over a stupid tattoo but, in his mind came doubts and the fear that it would be too much for her to deal with, after all, she was a Christian. Some Christians condemned tattooing because they believed it was a sin and immoral while others didn’t, depending on the motive for and the message of the tattoo. Where did Chioma stand on the issue?
The thought of losing Chioma over a tattoo or for any reason, scared him because he loved her so much. He couldn’t imagine his life without her. She was his love, life and entire world. He couldn’t lose her. What was he going to do? He rested his forehead against the mirror and closed his eyes. There was only one thing to do–show her the tattoo and hope that it wouldn’t cost him what he valued most in his life–her.