I Married A Deaf-Mute Man, My Parents Did Not Come To My Wedding, They Said…

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Surely fate really guides us. Things didn’t go as usual that day.The alarm didn’t ring, then before going out I realized that I forgot to turn off the water in the sink, a sponge got there, and the flood began. Then my minibus just flew past me and I decided to catch a car.

A beautiful SUV stopped, something confused me about it, but I was late and got in. She told me where I was going. It seemed to me that my husband did not understand me and I repeated, adding to my words a landmark that everyone in the city knew exactly.The driver was silent all the time, and when we arrived, I tried to give money, but he nodded silently, making it clear that he did not need it. By the evening I had already forgotten about him.The work was tiring me, so I hardly waited for the evening and went home.But when I got out, I saw the same car and next to it the driver who gave me a lift. He handed me a bouquet of flowers and a note: «Hi, I’m Kirill. I’m deaf and dumb but a very nice guy. Let’s get acquainted.»

I couldn’t figure out if it was a joke, he wrote on a piece of paper: «I can read lips.»I turned around and left without taking the bouquet. If it’s a joke, it’s not funny, and if it’s true, then I don’t need such a relationship.Although of course I really wanted a relationship — I was alone for a long time — but at that moment, for some reason, it really confused me and seemed difficult.The next day he was waiting for me again, and then again two weeks later, I gave up. She came up and said that she agreed to sit in a cafe.It turned out that he was a really cool guy. I was talking, he was looking at my face carefully, reading the words on my lips — at first it confused me, but then I got used to it. He typed the answer quickly on his smartphone. It was still difficult because many people were looking at us.The four months that we met were the happiest, I spent all my free time learning the language of women. I’ve been cheating a lot for a while, but I’ve been doing it.

And so he proposed to me. I agreed to get married.The acquaintance with the parents was very weighty. Mom took it badly and the news about the wedding. When my mother and I were left alone, she began to dissuade me, others also dissuaded me. To tell how hard it will be to communicate with him in the company, how hard it will be for children, etc., I ignored. For me, his problem is just a trifle, it didn’t affect our lives, my feelings, but for them it was just unpleasant.We got married after all. Only a few friends came from my side, my parents did not come to my wedding — they said that I loved them.

My life is not at all different from what it was before. It’s sometimes difficult in the company, our friends don’t understand Steve’s language, and it’s a long time for them to wait for their husband to dial on the phone. Of course, I voice what he says, but it confuses my friends.We have been married for eight years now — our seven-year-old son knows the language of women perfectly and communicates with his father. He has no problems with hearing and speech.Only a few years after the birth of my grandson, my mother began to thaw and come to visit us, but I see that she is still embarrassed to argue with her husband.I don’t know why; I hope it’s Al who didn’t take it right away.