My First Boyfriend Became My Husband

I was in in my first year college when I knew him. He was a friend of my brother who always hang up in the apartment where we are renting here in the city. At first I thought, that the reason why he was always in our apartment is  because of my brother. But I came to know from my friends and town mates that   it is really me whom he wants to visit and  see. He always brings something to eat every time he visits us. He earns a lot that time and he always treats us in fine restaurants. Sometimes , I invent reasons because I do not want to go with them but my brother is scolding me, knowing that I am just making an excuse. I really do not want to see him.I told myself not to accept him if ever the time comes that he formally  tells me that he wants me. I am only 16 years old that time and he was 28. A man who is  12 years older than me, and to think that he is not the handsome type of guy that a girl will really aspire to  become her boyfriend. There was even a time that me and my classmates misguided him and hide from him because he kept on fetching me in the university. I told him frankly that I will never fall in love with him because I don’t want an old man like him. There was a time also that I cursed him and insulted him in front of my friends. But still he did not stop. He didn’t even mind all the bad words he was getting from me.

Then, he worked abroad. I thought it was already the end of his courtship. I thought he has given up. But I was wrong. Letters kept coming in. Though I do not reply, still he never let a month pass without sending one or two letters. During that time, there were no cellphones yet. Communication was only through letters which takes two to three weeks to arrive or through paid telecommunication services.

Until one day I  came to realize that I am missing him. I am waiting for his letters and waiting to hear news about him. My mind is telling me that I don’t wanna see him but my heart is yearning for him. Then, he came. I felt so happy to see him. I enjoy talking to him, hearing stories about how he lives and work abroad. I knew, I was already falling in love with the guy I hate most. The seldom seeing became always then became everyday. I know in my heart that I already love him but then my mind kept on contradicting. He felt that he already got my heart. He was the first ever guy who dated me but I didn’t tell him that I love him. He only knew through my actions. For him, I am already his girlfriend.

Every time he leaves for work abroad, I accept another guy just to direct my feelings because even my parents and siblings do not want him for me. I had three other boyfriends aside from him. He knew about it. But then, he said that he is not bothered by it and he will not stop unless I am married to another guy.

But then, what happened? After four years of asking myself if I really love him, I ended up marrying him even my parents and siblings were against him. The most persistent guy I knew and the first boyfriend that I had became my husband.