Kurr\u00eb nuk m\u00eb kishin t\u00ebrhequr burrat m\u00eb t\u00eb m\u00ebdhenj se un\u00eb n\u00eb mosh\u00eb. Nuk jam si ato vajzat q\u00eb thon\u00eb se djemt\u00eb e rinj u duken shum\u00eb t\u00eb m\u00ebrzitsh\u00ebm dhe budallenj. Sigurisht, burrat m\u00eb t\u00eb m\u00ebdhenj n\u00eb mosh\u00eb mund t\u00eb jen\u00eb shum\u00eb interesant\u00eb dhe gjithmon\u00eb din\u00eb t\u00eb zgjedhin fjal\u00ebn e duhur, si edhe t\u00eb t\u00eb \u00e7ojn\u00eb n\u00eb disa vende q\u00eb m\u00eb par\u00eb nuk e dije as q\u00eb ekzistonin (sepse nuk i ke patur mund\u00ebsit\u00eb financiare). Ishte nj\u00eb shoqja ime q\u00eb m\u2019i tregonte k\u00ebto, sepse ajo gjithmon\u00eb shoq\u00ebrohej me burra m\u00eb t\u00eb m\u00ebdhenj n\u00eb mosh\u00eb. Ajo nj\u00ebher\u00eb m\u00eb tha se ishte lidhur me nj\u00eb njeri t\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00ebsish\u00ebm, q\u00eb kishte shum\u00eb para dhe q\u00eb e kishte \u00e7uar jasht\u00eb disa her\u00eb, nd\u00ebrsa un\u00eb p\u00ebr vete nuk isha gati t\u2019i futesha nj\u00eb aventure me nj\u00eb burr\u00eb m\u00eb t\u00eb madh n\u00eb mosh\u00eb, bile nj\u00eb ide e till\u00eb m\u00eb bezdiste.<\/p>\n
Para dy vjet\u00ebsh, n\u00eb pranver\u00eb, isha vet\u00ebm dhe pak e m\u00ebrzitur. Kisha koh\u00eb q\u00eb isha ndar\u00eb nga i dashuri dhe isha e m\u00ebrzitur sepse mendoja se nuk do ta gjeja kurr\u00eb burrin ideal. Kisha ardhur nga nj\u00eb qytet tjet\u00ebr dhe jetoja me shoqen time. T\u00eb dyja kishim marr\u00eb me qira nj\u00eb apartament t\u00eb vog\u00ebl.<\/p>\n
Edhe n\u00eb pun\u00eb, pat\u00ebm disa ndryshime. Un\u00eb punoj si sekretare n\u00eb nj\u00eb nd\u00ebrmarrje transportesh dhe n\u00eb at\u00eb moment, m\u00eb transferuan n\u00eb nj\u00eb seksion tjet\u00ebr. Vendi i pun\u00ebs ishte nj\u00eb lloj ngritjeje n\u00eb karrier\u00eb, bile edhe rroga m\u2019u shtua, k\u00ebshtu q\u00eb fillova t\u00eb mendoja dhe t\u00eb shqet\u00ebsohesha se si do t\u2019i b\u00ebja ball\u00eb pun\u00ebs s\u00eb re.<\/p>\n
Shqet\u00ebsimet e mia dol\u00ebn t\u00eb pabaza, sepse nj\u00ebri nga shefat, M-ja, nj\u00eb burr\u00eb 45 vje\u00e7ar, i martuar dhe shum\u00eb i mir\u00eb, m\u00eb lavd\u00ebronte gjithmon\u00eb. Pik\u00ebrisht p\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb kisha m\u00eb shum\u00eb nevoj\u00eb: Fjal\u00ebt e tij m\u00eb qet\u00ebsonin dhe m\u00eb b\u00ebnin t\u00eb mendoja se nuk isha zgjedhur kot n\u00eb at\u00eb detyr\u00eb. Ato m\u00eb b\u00ebnin t\u00eb ndjehesha edhe si nxen\u00ebsja e preferuar e profesorit. Nj\u00eb dit\u00eb, pasi kishim mbaruar pun\u00ebn n\u00eb zyr\u00eb, M-ja m\u00eb ftoi t\u00eb pinim nj\u00eb kafe bashk\u00eb. N\u00eb fillim ndjehesha pak nervoze, por pastaj filluam muhabetin dhe u ndjeva m\u00eb e \u00e7lir\u00ebt. Gjat\u00eb muhabetit i tregova q\u00eb isha z\u00ebn\u00eb me disa shoqet e zyr\u00ebs p\u00ebr nj\u00eb budallall\u00ebk dhe ai m\u00eb tha se ato, me siguri, ishin xheloze p\u00ebr mua. Pastaj m\u00eb tha se un\u00eb isha shum\u00eb m\u00eb e bukur dhe inteligjente edhe se gruaja e tij. K\u00ebto fjal\u00eb m\u00eb erdh\u00ebn pak t\u00eb papritura, megjith\u00ebse, t\u00eb jem e sinqert\u00eb, e ndjeva veten t\u00eb mikluar. E kujt gruaje nuk do t\u2019i vinte mir\u00eb t\u2019i b\u00ebnin komplimente t\u00eb tilla?! Pastaj, ai m\u00eb preku dor\u00ebn, ma shtr\u00ebngoi leht\u00eb, duke m\u2019i b\u00ebr\u00eb t\u00eb qarta q\u00ebllimet e tij. Mbeta pak e shokuar, megjith\u00ebse me intuit\u00eb kisha kuptuar di\u00e7ka. Ai ishte shum\u00eb m\u00eb i madh se burrat e tjer\u00eb me t\u00eb cil\u00ebt isha shoq\u00ebruar deri at\u00ebher\u00eb. Pastaj mendoja: \u201c\u00c7far\u00eb do t\u00eb ndodh\u00eb n\u00eb pun\u00eb? \u00c7far\u00eb do t\u00eb ndodh\u00eb me familjen dhe gruan e tij?\u201d, por nga ana tjet\u00ebr m\u00eb emociononte ideja q\u00eb i p\u00eblqeja nj\u00eb njeriu aq t\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00ebsish\u00ebm sa M-ja. K\u00ebshtu filluam nj\u00eb lidhje t\u00eb apasionuar dhe t\u00eb nd\u00ebrlikuar. Si fillim, duhet t\u00eb them se seksi ishte i shk\u00eblqyer. Nj\u00eb burr\u00eb m\u00eb i madh se ti n\u00eb mosh\u00eb, sigurisht q\u00eb ka m\u00eb shum\u00eb eksperienc\u00eb se djemt\u00eb e rinj dhe fakti q\u00eb ai ishte i martuar dhe takimet tona ishin sekrete, i b\u00ebnte m\u00eb pikante ato.<\/p>\n
Hera e par\u00eb q\u00eb b\u00ebm\u00eb dashuri bashk\u00eb qe e mrekullueshme. N\u00eb fillim takoheshim nj\u00eb her\u00eb n\u00eb jav\u00eb, pak a shum\u00eb. Un\u00eb mundohesha ta harroja faktin q\u00eb ishte i martuar, por ishte di\u00e7ka q\u00eb ndikonte n\u00eb lidhjen ton\u00eb. P\u00ebr shembull, nuk mund t\u00eb shoq\u00ebroheshim bashk\u00eb, sepse mund t\u00eb na shihte dikush. P\u00ebr k\u00ebt\u00eb arsye, ai vinte n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb time dhe b\u00ebnim dashuri. Besoj se, n\u00eb nj\u00ebfar\u00eb m\u00ebnyre un\u00eb konkuroja me gruan e tij, sepse mundohesha t\u2019i tregoja se isha m\u00eb e mir\u00eb n\u00eb shtrat. Megjithat\u00eb, seksi filloi t\u00eb mos m\u00eb mjaftonte. Kur M-ja shkonte n\u00eb sht\u00ebpin\u00eb e tij, un\u00eb rrija vet\u00ebm n\u00eb apartamentin tim dhe ndjehesha e vetmuar dhe e braktisur. N\u00eb fundjav\u00eb isha p\u00ebrs\u00ebri vet\u00ebm dhe mendoja se \u00e7\u2019po b\u00ebnte M-ja me t\u00eb shoqen. Ata mund t\u00eb dilnin sh\u00ebtitje, t\u00eb shkonin n\u00eb kinema, p\u00ebr pazar, etj., nd\u00ebrsa un\u00eb rrija e mbyllur brenda. M\u00eb vinte keq p\u00ebr veten. Gjithnj\u00eb kisha menduar t\u00eb martohesha e veshur me t\u00eb bardha, t\u00eb kisha familjen dhe f\u00ebmij\u00ebt e mi. Mendoj se edhe m\u00eb vriste pak nd\u00ebrgjegjja p\u00ebr familjen e M-s\u00eb. E dija q\u00eb ajo lidhje nuk ishte e mir\u00eb p\u00ebr mua dhe her\u00ebt apo von\u00eb do t\u00eb mbaronte, por seksi ishte aq i mrekulluesh\u00ebm, sa nuk gjeja forc\u00eb p\u00ebr t\u2019u ndar\u00eb nga ai. P\u00ebrve\u00e7 k\u00ebsaj, un\u00eb kisha filluar edhe t\u00eb ndjeja p\u00ebr M-n\u00eb, pra, nuk ishte thjesht \u00e7\u00ebshtje seksi. Nuk e imagjinoja veten pa t\u00eb. Ndjeheshim kaq t\u00eb lidhur! Megjith\u00ebse takimet tona ishin sekrete, nuk linim rast pa u takuar. I hidhnim shikime kuptimplota njeri-tjetrit n\u00eb zyr\u00eb dhe nganj\u00ebher\u00eb ai m\u00eb th\u00ebrriste n\u00eb zyr\u00ebn e tij. Aty mbyllnim der\u00ebn dhe putheshim ose b\u00ebnin dashuri shpejt e shpejt. Mua m\u00eb p\u00eblqenin k\u00ebto takime klandestine dhe shpresoja t\u00eb ndodhnin edhe m\u00eb shpesh, sigurisht, pa r\u00ebn\u00eb n\u00eb sy t\u00eb t\u00eb tjer\u00ebve, por muajt kalonin dhe un\u00eb e ndjeja veten gjithnj\u00eb e m\u00eb t\u00eb p\u00ebrdorur. Takimet tona ishin shpeshtuar, 2-3 her\u00eb n\u00eb jav\u00eb, por dit\u00ebt e tjera i kaloja n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi vet\u00ebm, duke pritur se mos vinte ai. Kisha aq nevoj\u00eb t\u00eb rrinim bashk\u00eb, sa po b\u00ebhesha gati t\u2019i k\u00ebrkoja q\u00eb t\u00eb divorcohej me gruan dhe t\u00eb jetonim bashk\u00eb, n\u00eb sy t\u00eb t\u00eb gjith\u00eb bot\u00ebs, por nuk pata mund\u00ebsi ta b\u00ebja k\u00ebt\u00eb…<\/p>\n
Nj\u00eb m\u00ebngjes, sapo mb\u00ebrrita n\u00eb zyr\u00eb, d\u00ebgjova koleget e zyr\u00ebs q\u00eb komentonin t\u00eb rejat e fundit: Flitej q\u00eb M-ja do t\u00eb largohej nga nd\u00ebrmarrja jon\u00eb dhe do t\u00eb shkonte drejtor n\u00eb nj\u00eb nd\u00ebrmarrje tjet\u00ebr m\u00eb t\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00ebsishme, n\u00eb nj\u00eb qytet tjet\u00ebr. Nuk arrija t\u2019u besoja vesh\u00ebve. Si ishte e mundur q\u00eb ai t\u00eb mos m\u00eb thoshte asgj\u00eb mua? Donte t\u00eb m\u00eb linte k\u00ebshtu, si nj\u00eb objekt q\u00eb p\u00ebrdoret dhe pastaj hidhet? \u00c7far\u00eb do t\u00eb ndodhte me ne t\u00eb dy, me mua? Kur gjeta mund\u00ebsin\u00eb, hyra n\u00eb zyr\u00ebn e tij p\u00ebr t\u2019i k\u00ebrkuar shpjegime. Ai m\u00eb tha: \u201cM\u00eb vjen keq q\u00eb e more vesh para kohe. Mendoja t\u00eb ta tregoja sonte n\u00eb dark\u00eb, n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi. \u00cbsht\u00eb nj\u00eb vend pune q\u00eb m\u00eb p\u00eblqen shum\u00eb dhe q\u00eb e prisja prej koh\u00ebsh\u201d. Ai foli me shum\u00eb qet\u00ebsi. Un\u00eb ngela aty, me fytin e thar\u00eb dhe pa mundur t\u00eb thoja asnj\u00eb fjal\u00eb. Di\u00e7ka brenda meje u thye. Un\u00eb e doja at\u00eb burr\u00eb, kurse ai m\u00eb linte ashtu, si pa t\u00eb keq. Mendoja se formonim nj\u00eb \u00e7ift, sigurisht, t\u00eb fsheht\u00eb, por t\u00eb lidhur nga nj\u00eb ndjenj\u00eb e r\u00ebnd\u00ebsishme. N\u00eb at\u00eb moment m\u2019u desh t\u00eb pranoja t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00ebn e dhimbshme: un\u00eb nuk isha asgj\u00eb p\u00ebr M-n\u00eb, p\u00ebrve\u00e7se nj\u00eb vajz\u00eb e re dhe e disponueshme, me t\u00eb cil\u00ebn kishte p\u00ebrjetuar nj\u00eb aventur\u00eb t\u00eb \u00e7astit, kishte p\u00ebrmbushur pasionet e tij. Me lot n\u00eb sy i k\u00ebrkova t\u00eb takoheshim n\u00eb dark\u00eb n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi p\u00ebr t\u00eb folur dhe ai pranoi. Kur u takuam, M-ja u \u00e7udit nga lot\u00ebt dhe lutjet e mia. \u201cNuk e di pse e merr k\u00ebshtu\u201d, m\u00eb tha ai. \u201cTi e dije q\u00eb n\u00eb fillim se isha m\u00eb i madh se ti n\u00eb mosh\u00eb, p\u00ebr m\u00eb tep\u00ebr i martuar dhe nuk mund t\u00eb lija gruan me f\u00ebmij\u00ebt p\u00ebr ty. Gjithashtu, kam nj\u00eb pun\u00eb q\u00eb m\u00eb p\u00eblqen. Historia jon\u00eb qe shum\u00eb e bukur p\u00ebr aq sa zgjati dhe un\u00eb nuk do t\u00eb harroj kurr\u00eb. T\u00eb dy jemi k\u00ebnaqur dhe do t\u00eb ishte m\u00ebkat t\u00eb ndaheshim t\u00eb hidh\u00ebruar me nj\u00ebri-tjetrin…. Mblidhe veten tani dhe mos b\u00ebj k\u00ebshtu. Un\u00eb mendoja se ju vajzat e sotme ishit m\u00eb t\u00eb \u00e7liruara nga paragjykimet…\u201d.<\/p>\n
Ishte e tmerrshme p\u00ebr mua. Ai po m\u00eb p\u00ebrzinte nga jeta e tij dhe kishte mund\u00ebsi t\u00eb mos e shihja me kurr\u00eb. N\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn koh\u00eb, ndjehesha e zem\u00ebruar, gati e urreja p\u00ebr ftoht\u00ebsin\u00eb q\u00eb tregonte.<\/p>\n
Gjat\u00eb dit\u00ebve q\u00eb pasuan nuk shkova m\u00eb n\u00eb pun\u00eb, duke th\u00ebn\u00eb se isha e s\u00ebmur\u00eb dhe nuk g\u00ebnjeja, sepse ndjehesha shum\u00eb keq. Qaja pa pushim, nuk mund t\u00eb haja, t\u00eb flija dhe sillesha n\u00ebp\u00ebr sht\u00ebpi si nj\u00eb kafsh\u00eb e mbyllur n\u00eb kafaz. Nganj\u00ebher\u00eb m\u00eb thoshte mendja t\u00eb hakmerresha kund\u00ebr tij, po \u00e7\u2019faj kishin gruaja dhe f\u00ebmij\u00ebt? Hoqa dor\u00eb edhe nga kjo ide.<\/p>\n
Ishte shoqja ime ajo q\u00eb m\u00eb nxori nga kjo gjendje. Disa dit\u00eb rresht m\u00eb dha disa qet\u00ebsues dhe ila\u00e7e gjumi, q\u00eb t\u00eb ndjehesha m\u00eb mir\u00eb. Pas pak u riktheva n\u00eb pun\u00eb, por m\u00eb par\u00eb isha siguruar se M-ja kishte ikur prej andej. U ndjeva e leht\u00ebsuar q\u00eb t\u00eb pakt\u00ebn nuk do ta kisha gjith\u00eb dit\u00ebn para syve. Tani po e marr veten dal\u00ebngadal\u00eb dhe po rikthehem ajo e para, megjith\u00ebse nuk kam p\u00ebr ta harruar kurr\u00eb at\u00eb q\u00eb ndodhi. I them vetes se kurr\u00eb nuk do t\u00eb lidhem m\u00eb me nj\u00eb burr\u00eb t\u00eb martuar. Nuk ia vlen t\u00eb harxhosh koh\u00ebn t\u00ebnde me dik\u00eb q\u00eb p\u00ebrdor si gruan e vet, ashtu edhe ty dhe pastaj t\u00eb l\u00eb si pa gj\u00eb t\u00eb keq.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Kurr\u00eb nuk m\u00eb kishin t\u00ebrhequr burrat m\u00eb t\u00eb m\u00ebdhenj se un\u00eb n\u00eb mosh\u00eb. Nuk jam si ato vajzat q\u00eb thon\u00eb se djemt\u00eb e rinj u duken shum\u00eb t\u00eb m\u00ebrzitsh\u00ebm dhe budallenj. Sigurisht, burrat m\u00eb t\u00eb m\u00ebdhenj n\u00eb mosh\u00eb mund t\u00eb jen\u00eb shum\u00eb interesant\u00eb dhe gjithmon\u00eb din\u00eb t\u00eb zgjedhin fjal\u00ebn e duhur, si edhe t\u00eb t\u00eb […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[95],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9734","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-rrefime-mekatesh"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9734","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=9734"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9734\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9734"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9734"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intervista.al\/web\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9734"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}