The first love story of Bahram That day was the last day that we have in the high school and after that we need not go to the high school any more. The last day of high school was a nice day. We were waling in the Istanbul Street with each other Bahram, Hamid and me.
We thought that after the high school there is waiting a better life for us. Hamid and Bahram thought that we should go to Germany for further study and should not wait for passing the entry exam of the university. We should go to a German class and learn German. Germany is cheaper than England and the people are nicer to us. And there is a lot of work there also.
In reality we did not have English and mathematics teacher in the high school for all six years. The only English teacher we had was for the seventh grad and twelfth grad. So our English was not good at all. We agreed that next day we go all to the German classes and register our name there and learn good German. As the German teacher told us in the first day, again we thought the doors will be open to us in Germany. We can study, work and marry and nice German girl and have a nice life there. We learned the German language in that hot summer. All of us were in the same class. Now Bahram will continue the rest of the story. I went that day to my house; I saw two nice Volk Wagon were parking in front of our house. My brother had no Volk Wagon. I thought may be we have some guests. The plate and tags of both cars were from Abadan, an industrial city in South of Iran. I went inside the house and I saw father and mother sitting with more than ten people in the guest room of us. I said hello and went inside the room, my mother told them that is my son and told me that they are my cousins who live in Ababan which in summer is very hot.
The rest are their children and this lady is the wife of Agha Mehdi. One of the brothers, the younger one. They feel from the hot Abadan and came to North Tehran which is cool. There were three little girls, two babies, two boys an older girl, about thirty. Two brothers and a wife, the other brother did not bring his wife. They look very happy to be in a nice house. But to have eleven guests is very expensive. And to take care of them was not easy. We were five people. My father, mother, sister, my brother and me.
We had two buildings in a land; my mother and father build an extra house to rent. Our house had five bedrooms and the other house in the same land or garden was another five bedrooms house. The both brother were employed by the Oil Company of Iran and their salary was much higher than my father or mother salary. So they may be see that we are worried about the costs, so they were very smart and told us, we will pay our costs. They continued the hotel is very expensive for us and you are five people and you have ten bedrooms in two different houses. So we can stay the summer with you and we will pay our costs so you have not to pay extra money for us. As a child or youth, I knew that they want save money; they could rent a house with five bedrooms in Shimiran, North Tehran and stay there. But they come to our house to save money and we pay their costs. But what can I do, I was just eighteen years old. My mother thought they will help us and pay for the electric, water bill, telephone and repair of the house and they will also pay for their food. I told my mother they want to save money and will not pay, as far as we pay for their costs there will be no return. How can you and father pay the costs of two extra families with a lot of children? We will spend all our saving and they will gain three months saving. But the way that they started, that they will pay all the cost at the end of three months was for me very questionable, but my father and mother accepted that. I said to my father if they want to pay; they will pay now or after one month. If they say that they will pay after three month; I think they will not pay. So they were family and very smart and got a free place to stay. After a while four other children have been added to them. Now my poor father and mother should pay all of their saving for these people.
They will pay at the end of the three months, my parent believe it. To pay the cost of fifteen people is very expensive, but my parent did not want to make the guest unhappy so they did not mention anything to them. My parent thought to get in front is a bad habit and we should be patient, they will pay at the end. They are not stupid and they know to pay for fifteen persons is a lot of money.
As I saw that they trust them, I did not mention. We cooked for them and brought a person to clean for them and they thanked a lot and they were very nice and friendly and they bought sometimes a little gift for us. They told that they hope, we will travel to Abadan and they will receive us as kings and queens. So they were actually nice and happy and thanked a lot. With other words they staying were pleasant. Little by little the girl who was thirty came closer to me. I was only eighteen and had no experience with the woman or girls. But I was tall and looked like twenty years old boy. I just finished the high school. And was learning the German language to go to Germany for further study. Moluk the girl took slowly my hand and put it on her legs. And later on her breasts. I did not know why she is doing this, but an unknown feeling in me, let her to do that. I did not reject. I went every day about four hours to the German class, but they give at least eight hours homework.
And do the exercises and writing materials. So I could pass the exam for going out of Iran. So I was every day about eight hours in my room and tried the homework. Moluk her cosine Farideh who was called Fidi looked from the garden in my room. My room had very big doors with glasses. So every body could see inside the room if she/ he go between the door and the Hasir. Hasir is a courtain made from fine bamboo type courtain. I continued my learning and did not care so much about them. Fidi wanted to come inside the room. I let her in and said if you stay quit you can stay, because I have exam I have to learn.
She agreed. She was in the second grade and was going to the third grade after the summer holiday. She was a sweet girl and did not disturb me. So she was a nice little friend for me. I do not know what interest she had to be with me and looking on my books and be in my room and see what I am doing. I had a little library and a lot of nice books with nice pictures and a lot of nice records, classic music. I think she liked to see the book and listen to the music. After five hours that she was in my room, and see the book very quietly, she told me she wants to go, she is hunger. Her father Agha Mehdi was only thirty years old and had seven children. He married when he was eighteen and he was a soldier and his wife was twenty five. With seven children. The first girl named Nahid was eleven and the last one was few months old. I think he had five girls and two boys. After Nahid was a boy named Hamid and than Fidi. My other brothers and sister who were married came one day a week to our house to visit our parent. So you can imagine how crowded our house was. After a while that Fidi came to my house, she started to be a loving girl. And very interested in me.
I thought more than a father about her. But she thinks that I could be her boy friend. One day she said you are just nine years older than me and in few years, when I am fifteen or sixteen. You will be twenty five and you can marry me. I said Fidi, in seven years; I do not know where I could be. Please do not dream this; you are just like my daughter and that it is. After a while Moluk is also was coming with Fidi in my room. She was sitting very close to me and tried to contact me and rub my hand and shoulder with her hand and tried to push her breast against my face and body. The little girl did not understand why she was doing this, but a sense of feminist told her, that she can do it also.
Now in the time that Fidi was in my room, she tried the same action which she saw. Exactly what ever Moluk did Fidi tried to do also. Coming close to me and press her body against my and touched my hand and arms. I did not say anything and did not want to destroy her feeling. But for me she was just like my daughter. One day her mother said to me is careful my Fidi loves you and told me that in seven years she want marry you. I said she is like my daughter. The mother said she is not like your daughter, she is like your little sister, but she want to be your girlfriend. More than little sister.
Sometime Moluk was coming in the middle of the night, in my bed and sleep in my bed, she was trying to play and press her breast and body against me. I do not remember what my action was, did I wanted to sleep with her and control myself or I did not like that and did not want to have sex with her. Because there was no love in my mind. We the Middle Eastern are behind. Some of us. I was just quite to have no problem until she left the bed. May be she did not want to have sex with me, too. She wanted just excited me and she thought, as my parent are rich, they will let me marry her. But she tried very hare to bring me to her sexual interest.
By putting her breast in my mouth and pushing her leg close to my body. One day she came without Fidi alone to my room and started to lock the doors and push the curtain close and complete, so nobody could see inside the room any more. I did not like that, but I could not protest also. But I asked why she is doing that, she said she want the room be more beautiful with the closed curtains. Than she took off her close and the off her bra and both her breast was naked. She showed the breast to me and said they are crazy. As long as I remember I have no sexual sense about her. She was not attractive to me. So it was the first time that I see two woman breasts completely. So for me was more funny than sexy. I looked at her with not any excitement. She came closer to me and took my hands and pressed on her breast. She was full of sexual excitements. She tried to kiss me and I kissed her normal, but she wanted to suck and take my tongue in her mouth. I had no desire for this. She asked me to such her breasts, press her breasts and kisses her and presses her. I had no feeling for all these actions. I think after a while she remarked that I am not so far. But she was almost crazy about sex. But she expected that a eighteen years old boy should understand a thirty years old girl.
She started to ask me , please, please Bahram Jonam, please suck my breasts they are painful if you do not suck them. I am crazy and I have a lot of pain. Kiss them, suck them. I ask you. God will be with you, do it. Do it. If you love your mother, suck them, they want to be sucked. Bite them ; press them cut them. So little by little she let me lay and she was on the top of me. And like a crazy person press herself to my body. As long as I remember I had no feeling, but again a dark feeling was going to grow in me, too.
And a pleasure was coming in my body. Now the little girl with her heavenly love and Moluk by her sexual desire come to me and even in the night. Fidi just sleep in my arm like a little girl, but Moluk wanted more as just sleeping, she wanted that I press her breast with my hands, kiss and suck her breast and with all my power, take her breast in my hands and press them. I thought it will be painful, but as she asked; may be it was not painful at that moment for her. So she sleep in my bed , but in the morning before other people weak, she goes away. But Fidi sleep in my bed until I got up. And her mother said to her, you again sleep in Bahram bed. You Satan.
And she told her I love Bahram. I like to be with him. Fidi with her heavenly love said; I will wait and after seven years we can marry. I laughed at this proposal. But after a while Moluk told my mother you should get a wife for Bahram Khan. He is a big man and need a wife. He need sexual activities to be a normal man. Like a doctor guided my mother. My mother told her, he is just a boy. He has not a job and he want to go for further study to Germany, how can he marry. Moluk said you have a huge house with a lot of rooms, a girl will be happy to have just one room in your house. She can help you and be your friend and his wife. She will not cost a lot of money and she will be a good cook and good help for you. With other words she proposed herself that she does not want money and she does not have extra costs. Just she will stay in his room and help you and cook for all. After so many years I still do not understand the matter why she was doing all these action, she wanted that I make her pregnant than in Iran I have no other choice to marry her, or she wanted to be my wife and live with us. But I was not so far, that I get any feeling for her. In the German class there were nicer and younger girls who were much more intelligent than a thirty years old girl without any degree and not even high school diploma. Any way that summer with a lot of stories had come to the end. They were very nice and friendly to us. They gave us some gifts. But they never paid their whole costs. And my parents have to pay all their saving spending for them. They gone and thanked a lot. So we must pay all their costs. But may be we were still in good shape as the Moluk wanted to stay back as my wife for ever. They had this plan to stay as guest to us and save money, may be also the plan that the thirty years old girl marry me and stay with us and she does not like to go back to Abadan and live with her father and mother. I do not know if it is right that people misuse the other people trust and give promises that they will never have intention to complete. But my mother said one day to me. I afraid that Moluk gets you and you make some sex with her and she gets pregnant or lose her virginity and in that time we will have a lot of problems. I am happy that does not happened and we do not have this problem. I do not know if really Moluk loved me or just she wanted to have a husband. A young boy as a husband.
