She came to the relationship with a problem. Three months after saying yes to my proposal, she continued saying no to intimacy. According to her, all the men she dated left her right after intimacy, so she was being cautious. I told her I was different and I was ready to make things work. She kept shaking her head and asking for more time. She allowed everything but sex and intimate touches.

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Once we kissed, and my hands tried going further, she held my hand and said, “No, not this time.” I was patient. I waited for her to get comfortable with me. The right time came not long afterward. Immediately we started doing it, I understood why her exes left right after intimacy. She wore a scent down there that wasn’t easy on the nose. I’m not exaggerating, but even after she had left, the ghost of the scent lingered in my room for hours.

While on the phone talking, I brought it to her attention. I asked if she was aware. She said yes, but it hadn’t been like that all the while. I told her, “You need to treat it.” She answered, “I have been trying, but it goes and it comes. Don’t worry, it won’t be like that again.”

Again and again, it was like that, though she said she was treating it. One day, I held her hand and led her to the clinic to have it checked. They recommended seeing a gynecologist.

Days later, we went again to meet the specialist. She was checked, placed on medication, and was asked to come for a review. Each time she had to go, I went with her and paid all the bills. It was a battle for the two of us, so we fought it together until gradually, the scent disappeared, never to return again. She got her natural flavor back, and all was well.

Once she got better, she started having an affair with one of the men who left her because of her condition. I suspected it, looked into it, and confirmed it. At first, she denied it. I didn’t have any conclusive evidence, so I let it slide.

One late night, she was sleeping at my place when her phone rang. The name on her phone was “Maa Pk.” I ignored it, but the number kept calling and calling until I decided to pick it up. It was a man’s voice. He said, “Where are you that you’re not picking up my calls?” I responded, “Sorry, she’s sleeping. When she wakes up, she’ll know you called.”

Then came the questions:

“Who are you that you’re picking up her phone?”
“Where’s she sleeping?”
“Why can’t you give her the phone?”

I said calmly, “I’m the boyfriend. Please, who are you?” He asked, “Are you joking? What’s your name?”

Before I could answer, she woke up, rushed to me, and tried to snatch the phone from me. It became a struggle. While I was asking who Maa Pk was, the guy was on the phone asking her who I was. She kept saying, “Give me my phone. Why are you talking to someone on my phone?” I said, “I want you to tell him I’m your boyfriend.”

The guy was shouting on the phone, asking her who I was, but the phone was in my hands and on loudspeaker. When she got hold of her phone, she walked out into the night, but I didn’t chase after her. When I called the next day for an explanation, she said, “You know what you want to know now, so what else should I tell you?”

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When everybody left, I stayed and helped her through the dark scent. The only thank-you I got was her cheating on me. I don’t wish her anything good. May the scent come again, stronger than before, to destroy everything she has built with any man.

—Zadu

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