Flashback

My love life Well, now what is that? Even a desert has a mirage, but my relationship status doesn’t even have a fake mirage. How I dreamed of having Love in my life. Having a boyfriend Alas, my studies never gave me a chance to have one. I always focused and got what I wanted from life. Maybe Love was the price to pay.

Wow. I am so busy right now. We are preparing a wonderful dinner for our guests, who are coming to see Sanya.

Yup, I am so excited about Sanya. She will get married soon if everything goes well.

Sanya is to marry my grandpa, who smiles and says, "Everything is fine, Ara. Let us go." I just looked at her for a minute, as my mind wasn’t believing her words. Nonetheless, I started walking behind her.

Once we reached down, Sister touched Grandfather’s feet and wished him "Accept my greetings."

He replies, "Greetings to you too, Sanya, my dear, how are you?"

She smiled and said, "I am a good grandfather.".

I say that she takes her seat on the couch nearby me, and from the corner of my eye, I notice Sanya give a small nod to my brother-in-law, which he also replies with a small nod.

Damn this man, and he nods. Why doesn’t he speak?

And suddenly a thought floats in my mind: ‘Can this man even speak?’

Is Grandfather hiding some things from us?

Sanya is getting married to a mute.

No, my grandfather would never do that. But again, I need to find out before it's too late.

‘Oh, my god, how will Sanya manage? No, no-no, let me do something.’ I started searching for the idea so I could hear his voice. Only if he can speak, which I guess he can, and I hope he can. I was chewing my lip while all these thoughts fogged my brain cells.

As everyone was busy talking, I thought, let me start the conversation, so I said, “Hello, Mr. Oldenburg, so what do you do?”

The lamest question I came up with made me facepalm in my mind, but I kept a graceful smile on my face. As a princess, I am trained to do all these things and how to tackle such situations, and I thank my mom internally for teaching me such tactics.

Listening to my words, he gives me a look like I am mad or something, but well, I care less; I need to know if he can speak or not.

And finally, I get to hear his angelic voice saying, "Nothing much, Miss Morosini, just small business." Which I know is purely a lie.

I had spent a lot of time with my grandfather, and he used to tell me how proud he was of Mr. Oldenburg.

Well, it is good to know he is down to earth. I like his reply and this type of person. I am sure he will make Sanya happy.

Most importantly, I got to know he can speak. I could not control my happiness.

I give him a small smile and again look at our elders, who are busy talking. I don’t know what

My Mom said, "Sanya, why don’t you show our garden to Azar, and meanwhile, you both can talk and get to know about your likes and dislikes before dinner gets served?"

Hearing this, Sanya nods and asks Mr. Azar to go with her, to which he nods and starts walking towards the garden.

When they both disappeared, I started talking to everyone. Meanwhile, my mom asked me to prepare the dinner table, to which I said OK and started doing the work with house help.

While going to the kitchen, I heard Grandfather say to my grandpa,

"My friend, you are so lucky to have these two gems in your family, and I cannot wait to make them mine." I smile at their dreams.

After some time, I left the kitchen to see the arrangement in the dining room, and soon we were sitting at the dining table, and I was enjoying the yummy food. Damn, I was starving to death. When I was talking to Grandfather, I could feel a gaze on me, and I knew who it was, but I ignored it and kept on talking to Grandfather.

After a peaceful dinner, everyone went to sit in the garden, and Mom asked me and Sanya to make coffee and bring it to the garden.

We both nodded in agreement and went to the kitchen. I started making coffee, and Sister sat on the platform because she does not even know how to boil the water.

So finally, I could not hold my excitement as I asked, "Sister, tell me, did you like this guy?"

She gave me a broad look and said, "He is okay, not that great." I noticed she was avoiding my further questions.

But me being me, I again asked, "Oh, please, he is looking so hot. What are you talking about?"

"Looks are not everything. After marriage, many things are important, but I guess you like him. Should I talk to Grandpa to get you married instead of me? Hmmm?" She winked at me.

My cheeks heated as I became like a tomato. "Shut up, Sister. I was talking about you, not me. And I guess he has everything you want in a life partner. Anyway, I respect your decision," I shrug. I can see she isn’t interested in this guy; hence, I avoided further talk.

Which she said "hmm" and smiled.

‘Though I wanted to know everything they talk about, I know she thinks I am a baby; hence, she is not giving me details. However, if this makes her happy, then let it be.’ With this thought, I will drop the topic here only.

When we reached the garden, I noticed Grandpa asking Grandfather his decision. My ear perks up. Though I knew the decision already, I wanted to know how our grandfather took this news. I somehow feel bad for them.