Entangled Webs

«I have been seeing another man; a British man. We fell in love and I’m marrying him» a pale Tarik wonders whether Allah is punishing him for what he did to Catherine or not; he tries to find words to reply his fiancée but all he says is «what will we tell our parents?» [Fatamo slashes the air with a sharp laughter] «My parents already know, love. My father is actually quite pleased cause James' dad owns a brokerage house – the family business will benefit a lot from it…» Tarik nods in silence, rises from his chair «I will speak to my parents then. I wish you and your family business good luck!» and leaves the flat…
«If only we weren’t in London…back home I would have the right to give her a open hand slap on that gorgeous mouth, [sighing] these women…times are changing…how I miss Catherine…hum…that kid of hers reminds me of something…no, it can’t be [nodding]! What will I tell my father?» on his way to his car he notices a beautiful, tall Indian girl staring at his botanical green Jaguar XKR «Fancy cars, do you?» he asks her, «I’ve always loved jags…they are simply a beauty, aren’t they?» a smirking Tarik opens his car door and says, «I hope we meet again!» she replies, «If God wills!» and they part…
Six months later (after that dreadful episode at his parents’ house, when his father informed him that he had agreed with his ex-future-father-in-law-to-be that Fatamo’s marrying James would be far more beneficial to their business than her marrying him, and that he was absolutely sure that his son would find a nice girl to marry), Tarik is coming out of his office building to smoke his ciggy, when he bumps into someone (who spills coffee all over his suit) «Bugger, I can’t believe this…!», «I am so so sorry, I saw this jag passing by and...[Tarik recognises the peculiar tone of “jag” and looks up] I completely failed to see… [As he raises his head, she recognises him]…you!” «You again!?» he cries, «Me, I guess! [She replies with a smile] God willed after all…” «Hi, my name is Tarik» «Hello, I am Miriam!»…They stand there looking rather goofy (him with his suit smeared by coffee, her with the paper-cup facing downwards). The moment was intense, however something told Tarik that it was all too coincidental…

«Paul, next month we have a meeting with our brothers in Lisboa. It seems that our sister managed to arrange a dinner-party at her house and she will be there (along with her fiancé). We must set up the right strategy…which one will you take: your wife or your cookie? [Paul is perplexed] Yeah, we know about your “Mary Magdalene”, it’s ok, as long as you’re discreet…I want no troubles with the Pope!»…
«No, mom…he hasn’t opened an account for me, yet; and I am not sure if he should…[“What, Julie? Are you crazy? Any honourable man opens an account for his wife…”] …but I am not his wife, am I? [“That is only a detail! Now you are a decent Christian woman who practically lives with a man…”] A married man, mom! [“Julie, don’t complicate things and listen to me: I was happy when you were a hooker cause at least you were independent; then you disappointed me by becoming a Christian – I swear you have your father’s genes; then you made me smile again by treating me with this romantic relationship with Paul – a rich man!”]…An Opus Dei man; he’s Catholic, mother…[“Well, nobody is perfect, right? But the life he can provide you with is!”]…I’ll speak with him when we return from Church…I think he wants me to become a Catholic, mom [“Do it! You have the obligation to please your man! I gotta go…your brother is coming to introduce me his new boyfriend…I must bake a cake!”] All right…talk to you by the end of the week then [“Ok, love you!”]…Love you too, mom!”» Julie sighs while closing her eyes, behind her Paul asks, «Was that Elizabeth on the phone? [Julies startles and replies, “It was”] What a shame…! If only I had arrived a minute earlier…we could’ve spoken! How’s my cookie?» with a faint smile she answers «I’m fine…I was thinking [“Oooh, I just love when you think...” Paul says while pinching her cheeks] that you were right: I should convert to Catholicism…» Paul screams «YES!YES!! I knew you would accept it…[Julie smiles] I have a present for you…[Paul hands her an envelope…Julie opens it and her eyes glitter] is it enough? Now you can go to any bank you like and open an account…!» Julie jumps into his arms and starts taking his tie off, then unbuttoning his shirt [Paul closes his eyes with pleasure while reciting “It is good for a man not to touch a woman…”], she kisses his neck, then takes off his pants [“The wife does not have authority over her own body, but the husband does; and likewise also the husband does not have authority over his own body, but the wife does.”]; they both fall on the floor and have sex right there…the climax is near…they are both ready [“and come together again so that Satan will not tempt you because of your…”]…then Paul screams “LACK OF SELF-CONTROOOOOLLLL”…


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