He laughed though I wasn’t joking.

He laughed though I wasn’t joking. He said, “I apologize for laughing and for my earlier behavior. I will keep that in my mind, if you promise me to remember that you are not in your home anymore. Ghauri, let the past be in the past.”
He touched my back for just one second as a comfort but it was his first touch to me after I entered his house. It was, in all honesty, special. And the more he called my name, the more it sounded special.

I started calling my friends home for dinners. We sometimes drank the wine my husband brought for us. I was living. My parents’ greatest gift to me wasn’t giving birth to me, their greatest gift was marrying me off to a stranger.
One night, my husband and I were drinking. He asked me what I want to become.

I barely whispered, “I want to become a writer.”
The expression on his face was priceless, something I could never forget. I had never seen him so happier and I bet there were tears in his eyes. I would have never thought but he had always wanted to be a writer too.

“Got too busy. Will you do that for both of us?”, he asked me with smile filled with sadness and joy.
I could only manage a nod.

That night, I cried like never before. I covered my face with pillow tightly to protect the sound. I didn’t know why I was crying so hard but I wanted to scream. I saw a black shadow near my door. He was standing there, watching me.

I stood up and went to him and I kissed him. I hugged him and kissed him again. I dragged him in the bed.

“You sure it isn’t the wine doing?” he asked me.

I rolled my eyes and replied, “You sure you aren’t a secret gay?”

He laughed, “You are about to find out.” he said and pushed me on bed and kissed me while undressing me.

It was typical of me but I had to say it, I thought I owed it to him. I stopped him and said, “Before we start, I just want you to know. I am not a virgin.”
He waved his hand off and said, “I thought you were going to say that you have AIDS.”

I laughed and pulled him close and kissed

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

Dia tertawa meskipun aku tidak bercanda. Dia berkata, "Aku minta maaf karena tertawa dan perilaku saya sebelumnya. Aku akan menjaga bahwa dalam pikiran saya, jika Anda berjanji untuk diingat bahwa Anda tidak di rumah Anda lagi. Ghauri, biarkan masa lalu menjadi di masa lalu. "
Dia menyentuh punggungku untuk hanya satu detik sebagai kenyamanan tapi itu sentuhan pertamanya kepada saya setelah saya masuk rumahnya. Itu, dalam semua kejujuran, khusus. Dan semakin ia memanggil namaku, semakin terdengar istimewa. Aku mulai menelepon teman-teman saya di rumah untuk makan malam. Kita kadang-kadang minum anggur suami saya membawa bagi kita. Saya pernah tinggal. Hadiah terbesar orangtuaku saya tidak melahirkan saya, hadiah terbesar mereka menjodohkanku dengan orang asing. Suatu malam, suami saya dan saya minum. Dia bertanya apa yang saya ingin menjadi. Aku nyaris berbisik, "Saya ingin menjadi penulis." Ekspresi wajahnya tak ternilai harganya, sesuatu yang saya tidak bisa lupa. Aku belum pernah melihat dia begitu bahagia dan aku yakin ada air mata di matanya. Saya tidak akan pernah berpikir tapi ia selalu ingin menjadi penulis juga. "Got terlalu sibuk. Anda akan melakukannya untuk kami berdua? ", Dia bertanya dengan senyum penuh dengan kesedihan dan kegembiraan. Aku hanya bisa mengelola mengangguk. Malam itu, aku menangis tidak seperti sebelumnya. Aku menutupi wajahku dengan bantal erat untuk melindungi suara. Aku tidak tahu mengapa aku menangis begitu keras tapi aku ingin berteriak. Aku melihat bayangan hitam di dekat pintu. Dia berdiri di sana, menonton saya. Saya berdiri dan pergi ke dia dan aku menciumnya. Aku memeluknya dan menciumnya lagi. Aku menyeretnya di tempat tidur. "Kau yakin itu bukan anggur lakukan?" Dia bertanya. Aku memutar mataku dan menjawab, "Kamu yakin Anda bukan seorang gay rahasia?" Dia tertawa, "Kamu mencari tahu. "katanya dan mendorong saya di tempat tidur dan menciumku sambil membuka baju saya. itu khas saya tapi saya harus mengatakan itu, saya pikir saya berutang padanya. Aku berhenti dan berkata, "Sebelum kita mulai, saya hanya ingin kau tahu. Saya tidak perawan. " Dia melambaikan tangan off dan berkata," Saya pikir Anda akan mengatakan bahwa Anda memiliki AIDS. " Aku tertawa dan menariknya dekat dan mencium