“Live together? We’ll see”: Dziubi suddenly sets his boundaries, Brecht is shocked in ‘Blind Married’ | BLIND MARRIED

For a few seconds you could feel the discomfort. So far, Brecht and Dziubi have been fluttering broadly through the whole ‘Blind Married’ adventure, but for a moment their cloud has faded a little. When the duo went to pick up a few things at Dziubi’s apartment, Brecht was briefly confronted with the facts.

“Is this my side of the bed?” he asked laughing in the bedroom while he tested the mattress with his hands.
“If you ever come to live here,” Dziubi emphasized.
Startled, Brecht sat up and pursed his lips.
“Oh, yes… We’ll see about that then”, Brecht nodded amiably as he averted his gaze. A silence followed.

A strange moment and the first time in six episodes that there was something going on in ‘Brecht and Dziubi’ land that doesn’t taste like milk and honey. The two seem to have different views about the future and Dziubi sets his boundaries. Don’t run too fast, Dziubi seemed to mean. ‘Right, yes’, his Ghent man seemed to understand. See more below.

For the rest it is time for the order of the day in ‘Blind Married’. No ‘yes’, wedding parties or fancy trips, but normal life in Belgium that starts with the exploration of their new, slick apartments. Jana and Christiaan in Kontich, Joren and Lien in Holsbeek, Jiri and Florence in Kapellen and Dziubi and Brecht in Destelbergen. Next week their working life will start again and they will evaluate their relationship with the therapists.

Biscuit and egg, jar and lid, Brecht and Dziubi. The two are clearly still enjoying themselves – “the similarities just keep piling up.” Yet something seems to have changed between the two. The first episodes Dziubi always sought confirmation from Brecht, now it is the other way around. There was the moment in Dziubi’s bedroom, but also one in Bodrum. “I hope you can find some peace with me too,” said Brecht during a sunset conversation. Dziubi grins. “Wow, that laugh… awkard”, Brecht lowers his eyes. As confidently as the bespectacled biology teacher rumbled through the adventure in the beginning, so much more often does he seem to have doubts now. The two are still a duo, but the brightly burning gas fire of the first days is now on a slightly lower level.

The ‘snails of the group’ Florence calls herself and her husband in Bodrum. Snails that crawl more and more towards each other, but there is still a boundary. “I’m asking someone who has balls and takes initiative, but keeps a physical distance. That must be difficult for Jiri,” said Florence.

You would be confused for less. But not Jerry. Like a Tibetan monk in lotus position, he waits patiently. An approach that pays off, because Florence is starting to thaw. Holding hands under the water, surprising each other with a heart key ring, toasting together to their new apartment… The curve is still rising and Florence thinks so too. “There is a connection, we are on the same wavelength,” she says.

The fact that the two are really going somewhere is not in a heart key ring, but in the fact that Florence is genuinely nervous when she drives to his home with her husband. “That you bought that with someone is… crazy,” she says in the car, fidgeting with the strings of her sunglasses. It didn’t seem like it for a long time, but it does matter to the West Flemish. Next stop: physical contact.

Fortunately, they could still laugh about it themselves, after the ‘sliding window gate’ from before. “You have to promise me that you’ll hold my arm until we’re inside together and you close the door”, Joren laughed on the way back from their last dinner in Bodrum. The two had then decided “that there were ups and downs”, but that they were also proud “of the constructive solutions” they always found. “An upward trend”, concluded Joren. But despite the good intentions, the genie seems out of the bottle. Swimming against your better judgement. Joren is still having fun. His karaoke version of Wim Soetaers’ ‘Allemaal’ through the narrow streets of Bodrum – including pink sunglasses – is highly recommended, but for Lien it doesn’t have to be that way anymore. It is not clear exactly where that breaking point came – is it the sliding window? But when the two went to live together in Belgium, the coffee bar manager was on a bachelorette weekend with friends. That may be a coincidence, but she’s probably not all that sad about it.

That she did not find him so attractive, Jana confessed last week to her tattooed muscle bundle. A moment to swallow for Christiaan, but the chatty emergency nurse was not let down by it. De Kempenaar simply continues where he left off. A kiss here, a joke there. His wife sometimes rolls her eyes, but remains mostly amused. That the two are indeed thinking about a future together, it became clear at the table with their parents. There they discussed where they would live if they moved on. She works in Lokeren, he in Geel. “Distance is a thing”, Jana indicates. “But everything went well.” Jana seems to be going completely overboard for her husband.

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