Girl: You gonna get married one day?
Boy: Yes, of course. But I will do it through taaruf.
Girl: You are now with me and talking about marrying a girl through taaruf?
Boy: Yes, why?
Girl: Are you kidding me?!!
Boy: Well… the concept is simple, a lot simpler than our relationship right now. What I wonder is how great it will feel on the first night when I blend in one with the one I never touch before. That will be a divine pleasure. No lying, no regret, all is bare at that moment. You will know the bad and the good, all in one time. You will fall in love on that first night. The concept in bf-gf relationship is that you save the worst for the last. You get married and then you start knowing the bad things of your spouse. It’s different here. In this concept, you save the best for the last.
Girl: How can you find someone who is good for you if you never know her well enough before the wedding?
Boy: You don’t know the concept. In most cases, before doing the taaruf, someone asks their parents to find someone to be their mate. And that “someone” has been considered good by the parents. That “someone” mostly comes from the family circle so the family has known the bad and the good about him or her.
Girl: So, you want your parents to find a good girl to do a taaruf with you and then if you find her suitable for your desires, you will say yes and both of you get married?
Boy: Not as simple as that, but it’s pretty much like that.
Girl: Then I pity the woman who will be your wife.
Boy: Why?
Girl: Of course. Don’t you think that you are fucking selfish? Your parents don’t know what you do outside the house so they will think that you are a good man who is good for every good girl in the world. But I know you inside out. You don’t deserve someone good like that. I will be sorry for her because, even through taaruf, she will not find a good man to be her husband. I pity her; don’t you? Cause you’re not good at all. You’re dirty, fucking dirty. Don’t you see your reflection in the mirror, fucking retard? Don’t you ask yourself “Who am I? Do I deserve her?”
Boy: Why you’re so rude?
Girl: What you want is that you get the divine pleasure of fucking her without ever touching her before. You just want to fall in love while fucking her. I know the concept of taaruf is good. But it is not made for you. The concept is just not good for you. Or you are not good enough for the concept. It’s too late for you to want it that way. You are not a good man so you don’t deserve someone good. You are kind but not good. You can repent but still, I think you don’t deserve her. It’s not fair. It will never be fair. It will be fair if you marry someone who knows you inside out.
Boy: But the one who knows me inside out will marry someone else.
Girl: I know. But it can’t be the reason to break another girl’s life. I am a hypocrite. But if you do that, you will be the most hypocritical of the most hypocritical. And I will hate you for that. Please, don’t.
Boy: (Saying nothing, looking at her heartlessly and empty-mindedly with his moist eyes)
Girl: (Knowing that he breaks inside, but saying nothing, just looking at him as heartlessly and empty-mindedly as he does)
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