The features of a woman, translated…
That day, I’d, walked right past a dinner gathering, everybody was so loud, I’d wanted to, find an alternative passage away, I’d heard, someone, hollering out my name, I’d focused my eyes, and found, that it was, Lang, my former classmate, she’d taken off her floral print bandana, and smiled that smile, said that her older brother took after her father, became a head chef, and naturally, she’d become, his best second mate, as she’d talked, she’d, handed me a bowl of soup with all the ingredients, that taros, the pork and the scallops, so I can make sure, that she still got it.
Back when Lang married by matchmaking, her husband was short and stout, and sharp, a total macho man, he’d not allowed his wife to work away from home, and so, being the daughter of a head chef, Lang could only comply as she was supposed to, only when her father needed the extra set of hands at the events, would she show up then to take the role. Sometimes, we’d wanted to, have a taste of Lang’s amazing cooking, we’d gone to her place, the group of us, her friends, and her husband shadowed after her, and, us girlfriends couldn’t speak our minds freely at all; and, when we’d wanted to ask Lang out for afternoon tea, we’d needed her husband’s permission, otherwise, through the afternoon, her husband would flash call her endlessly, and we’d all, had it already with him.
“Is he afraid that you’ll cheat?”, “How can you put up with such a dictator like him?” the group of us, her former classmates, fired off, and Lang had, all of a sudden, become, the center of everybody’s attention, and she could only make fun of herself, “Perhaps, he’d, loved me too much!”, and, with that, the rest of us, shuts up, we’d all believed, the words. But not long thereafter, there came the news, of her husband, cheating on her.
And, there was even more shocking news that my classmate brought: Lang’s husband was going to help his whore get recovered after birth. “So outrageous!”, and it wasn’t, anything that any of us would have put up with. We’d all felt uneven on Lang’s behalf. But she’d carried that carelessness about her, said, that they’d lived separately for a very long time already, that she’d not cared if he sought out another outside of marriage, she’s a great cook, just treated it as helping out a friend. And all of us, were shocked at her behavior, when love had gone off, there’s no more hate left, and finally, we’d gotten a look, at what being a first wife is all about.
not my photo…
“Why would you need to put up with it from before?”, I’d inquired. She’d told me plainly, that she’d wanted her son to have a complete home, so she’d kept, putting up with her husband, to make it look like they were, happily married. And on the year that her son graduated from college, she’d, filed for divorce, her husband gave her a storefront as her alimony, it’d earned her a sizable rent every month. Her ex-husband was remarried, but, shortly thereafter he’d fallen ill and died, left behind his new love and a young daughter, and, Lang set up his final affairs for him, and consoled the other woman, helped her through her grief. Last year, her son married, and she’d become a grandma, at the same time, she’d gotten back, into her favorite activity, cooking again.
After I’d had that savory, soup with such amazing, tasty ingredients, I’d give her a thumbs up onto her chubby cheeks. And, now that she’s a free woman, and returned to working where she once worked, and, the group of us, former classmates will certainly, be able to, savor and enjoy her cooking again.
So, this, is a woman, with a TON of generosities, she’d not only forgiven her husband for cheating, she’d also helped, look after his spare, as well as their illegit, and, it’s also because of her open heart, that was how she is now, blessed, with all the best things in her life now, for she’d already had her share of hard times from before, and now, she’s starting, to taste the sweet fruits from the hard labors she’d done from before.
