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Chapter 4 - Pleasure and pain
When I enter the kitchen, Taka is still sitting at the table, reading the newspaper. Neither one of us says a word. We avoid even looking at each other. I take a cup of tea and sit down, staring at the table. Why did it turn out this way? Is it my fault? No, I can’t say that I didn’t try. Maybe I went a little overboard yesterday. But it’s definitely not like it was me who caused that trouble...
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The baby is finally sleeping now. Taka and I brought our newborn daughter home from the hospital today. When we first got here, it took a while to get her to calm down, but now she’s sleeping peacefully in her room. Feeling quite tired, I sink down on the sofa in the living room. It’s good to be back home. But hey, that potted plant over there wasn’t here before. I had told Taka that I wanted some more plants in front of the window some time ago, and evidently he got this one while I was away. It looks a little odd, though.
“Taka...”
“Yes, darling?”
“That new plant over there... what is it?”
“Oh, that one... I just got it the other day. You said you wanted some more plants in here...”
“Yeah, but that one looks almost like grass.”
“Well, it’s grass of Parnassus...”
“It looks a little... um, let’s say, unimpressive, don’t you think? Why did you buy a pot of grass?”
“Well, I thought... Hey, do you see that small bud over there?” He gets down on his knees and points at the plant. “Look, there’ll be some nice white blossoms, as soon as it’s in bloom...”
I force myself to smile a little. “I was actually thinking of some flowers when I said that, you know; something a little more colourful than just plain white...”
“Well, yes, but this one, you know... It’s just that... You see, Kana liked this a lot...”
I don’t respond to him anymore. Looking up, I can see her picture hanging on the wall right above me. And suddenly I get the strange notion that she’s grinning at me right now...
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I realize that I’m still stirring my tea. It’s cold by now, and I finish it in one gulp. Taka is calmly sitting there and reading his paper, showing no reaction at all. He doesn’t even try to say anything. As if this was my fault.
I just wanted to be happy with you, Taka. Was that too much to ask for? It didn’t feel like this in the beginning. Things seemed to be just fine. We were together, and we were happy. But then… then things got stuck somehow, and now it’s turned into a feeling somewhere between pleasure and pain. I thought I could handle it. I thought it would work out with time, somehow. But now it’s just gotten really hard, you know – it looks like things aren’t going to change for the better anymore. I’m always going to be your number two, and nothing more…
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I think it’s almost noon. It’s hard to guess, though, since it’s quite dark here below the trees. We’ve been walking for more than an hour now, and I don’t really know if it was that good an idea to leave the path and walk right through the forest. It’s warm and moist, I feel tired, and I’m gradually getting hungry, too.
Taka stops and looks around. “I’m sure it was somewhere around here.”
I’m really thankful to his parents for volunteering to take care of Kana-chan today. They wanted to give me and Taka an opportunity to spend this day together. The last two years there was hardly any time for intimacy, with a baby crying in the middle of the night. But now we’re out here in the wilderness, just the two of us. And at first I really liked the idea of leaving town and going hiking in the mountains, when Taka suggested it. He had told me that he’d been here once before, many years ago in his childhood, and that there was a really nice place around here he wanted to show me. But now we’re stumbling over roots, trying to find a way through this forest, and I’m not sure if that was a snake that just moved beneath that tree over there. Slowly I get the creepy notion that we will have to be thankful if we ever get out of here again.
And then suddenly we step out into the sunlight. We have reached a clearing. At first the light is so bright that I feel almost blinded. But then I can see the small pool with the waterfall right in front of us, and I clap my hands for joy. “Hey, Taka, you were right! This is absolutely beautiful!”
I wonder if we could go swimming in that pool? The water looks clear from here. Of course, we didn’t bring our swimsuits, but there’s nobody else around who would be able to see us. I try to walk closer to the pool, but then I see that it’s all muddy around here. Any attempt to go swimming would probably turn into some kind of mud wrestling instead, so I decide to stay on dry ground. But well, how about some other kind of ‘sport’...
I look for Taka. He sits down in the grass, gazing at the waterfall, and I sit down right next to him, putting my arms around his neck. “Hey, honey, do you know what I’m thinking right now?”
“Hm?” He doesn’t move at all and continues to stare at the water.
I start nibbling on his ear. “You know, we haven’t done it for weeks now... and nobody’s around here, that’s for sure, so nobody would see us... and we’ve never done it outdoors before...”
He doesn’t even look at me. “Sorry, but I don’t really feel like it at the moment...”
I feel disappointed and start pouting as I let go of him. “You’ve really changed, Taka. Or is there something wrong with me? What is it? Did I get fat? Am I not attractive to you anymore?”
“No, no, that’s not it. It’s just... I just can’t do that right now. You know, I was here before...”
I don’t get the point of what he’s saying. “I know, you told me about that, but why can’t you...”
“I was here with Kana...”
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Finally I leave Taka sitting in the kitchen by himself and go to the living room. Some distraction might be helpful right now, so I sit down on the sofa and turn on the TV. I flick through the channels, but I can't concentrate on the program at all. Don’t you understand, Taka? Don‘t you understand what that means to me? Do you know how it feels – always being your second choice? Looking up to the picture hanging on the wall right above me, I remember our argument last night...
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I stand in front of my closet, trying to decide which dress to wear tomorrow. Maybe the black one right here. That one looks nice...
But then again – no. It doesn’t feel right. It doesn’t feel right at all. Maybe we should talk about that once more. Right away. I start looking for Taka. He’s in the living room, gazing at the picture on the wall.
“Taka...”
There’s no answer. I raise my voice. “Hey, Taka!”
Finally he turns around to look at me. “Yes?”
“What I was thinking about... Do you really think it’s alright to take her with us?”
He looks at me, kind of surprised. “We talked about that already, and you agreed with it.”
“Well, yeah, I don’t know...”
“Is there something wrong? Why are you bringing this up again now?”
“Somehow I don’t feel comfortable about this whole thing. Look, I know that you want to take her there – but do you really think it’s alright? I mean – she’s just four; it might be too early...”
“But you already told her we would go, didn’t you? When I talked with her, she was all excited about going to the cemetery. She really wants to go with us now.”
“Yes, but look, she’s still so young; she isn’t really able to understand yet. I tried to explain, but, you know, it’s hard – it’s really difficult to explain to a four-year-old what a cemetery is for and what ‘death’ means...”
“Well, okay, you’re right. It’s difficult. But she’ll have to learn it some time anyway...”
I start to raise my voice. “Taka, don’t you see what you’re doing here? I don’t want you to make our daughter sad about the death of someone she never knew; someone who died long before she was even born...”
“Hey, it’s not just ‘someone’ – it’s Kana…”
“Yes, it’s Kana!” I’m getting angry now. “It’s always Kana! It’s Kana, Kana, and Kana again!”
“Yumi, what...” Taka’s lost for words now. He just stares at me.
I go on, talking even louder. “Don’t you see what you’re doing here? It’s like you’re building up a wall around yourself. I can’t even reach you anymore. You close yourself off with your memories of her, and you leave me and our daughter out here in the cold. I don’t want my daughter to be drawn into that same conflict now, can’t you see?”
“Yumi, I...” He doesn’t know what to say.
“But you don’t see anything. You’re just... just obsessed with her – and you don’t even care if you hurt us... Don’t you think we need you, too? Don’t you think we need your love, too?”
“But Yumi, listen...”
“No, you listen to me now! I thought I could do it. I thought I could be strong enough to love you anyway. And I did, didn’t I? I gave you all of my love, didn’t I? I didn’t let go, even after you treated me so badly back then... Regardless of what you did, I would never give up on you, right? No matter what happened, I would still love you. Didn’t I show enough devotion and perseverance loving you?”
“Yumi, I... I’m sorry...”
Maybe I should just accept his apology and stop. He really seems to be sorry – at least for now.
But I can’t. Instead, I go on. “Think about it, Taka. And be honest with me. Do you really think you treat me the way you should? The way you should treat your wife – the mother of your child, the woman who loves you...”
“Yumi, I’m really sorry...”
“Now think about it. Is it really love that you feel for me? Do you still think so? Am I more to you than just some kind of replacement for... for her?”
He’s still standing there with his mouth open, staring at me as if I were some creature from another world. I run out of the room, slamming the door behind me.
“Yumi, please...”
Is he calling for me? I don’t care anymore, I don’t want to listen to anything he might say right now. I just want to be alone. As I throw myself on my bed, I can feel hot tears running down my cheeks.
_________________ Αὗτη ἐστιν ἡ ϑυγάτερ μου ἡ ἀγαπητή, ἐν ᾗ εὐδόκησα.
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