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They have been married for two years. He
loves literature, and often posts his work
on the net, but nobody ever reads them. He
is also into photography, and he handle
their wedding photos. He loves her very
much. Likewise with her. She has a quick
temper, and always bullies him. He is a
gentleman, and always gives in to her.
Today, she's being "willful" again.
Her: "Why can't you be the photographer for
my friend's wedding? She promised she'd
pay."
Him: "I don't have time that day."
Her: "Humph!"
Him: "Huh?"
Her: "Don't have time? Write less of those
novels, and you will have all the time you
need."
Him: "I... someone will definitely recognize
my work some day."
Her: "Humph! I don't care; you'll have to do
it for her.
Him: "No."
Her: "Just this once?"
Him: "No." |
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Negotiation's broken. So, she gave the final
warning: "Give me a Yes within three days,
or else..."
First day.
She "withheld" the kitchen, bathroom,
computer, refrigerator, television, and
hi-fi... Except the double bed, to show her
"benevolence". Of course, she has to sleep
on it too. He didn't mind, as he still has
some cash in his pockets.
Second day.
She conducted a raid and removed everything
from his pockets, and warned, "Seek any
external help, and you bear the
consequences." He's nervous now. Night. On
the bed. He begs for mercy, hoping that
she'll end this state. She doesn't give a
damn. No way am I giving in, whatever he
says. Until he agrees.
Third day.
Night. On the Bed. He's lying on the bed,
looking to one side. She's lying on the bed,
looking to the other side.
Him: "We need to talk."
Her: "Unless it's about the wedding, forget
it."
Him: "It's something very important."
She remains silent.
Him: "Let's get a divorce."
She did not believe her ears.
Him: "I got to know a girl."
She's totally angry, and wanted to hit him.
But she held it down, wanting to let him
finish.
But her eyes already felt wet.
He took a photo out from his chest.
Probably from his undershirt pocket, that's
the only place she didn't go through
yesterday. How careless.
Him: "She's a nice girl."
Her tears fell.
Him: "She has a good personality too."
She's heartbroken, because he puts a photo
of some other girl "close to his heart".
Him: "She says that she'll support me fully
in my pursue for literature after we got
married."
She's very jealous, because she said the
same thing in the past.
Him: "She loves me truly."
She wishes to sit up and scream at him:
"Don't I?"
Him: "So, I think she won't force me to do
something that I don't want to do."
She's thinking, but the rage won't subside.
Him: "Want to take a look at the photo I
took for her?"
Her: ".....!"
He brings the photo before her eyes.
She's in a total rage, hits his hand away
and leaves a burning mark of a slap on his
face.
He sighs.
She cries.
He puts the photo back to his pocket.
She pulls her hand back under the blanket.
He turns off the light, and sleeps.
She turns on the light, and sits up.
He's asleep.
She lost sleep.
She regrets treating him the way she treated
him.
She cried again, and thought about a lot of
things.
She wants to wake him up.
She wants to have an intimate talk with him.
She doesn't want to push him anymore.
She stares at his chest. She wants to see
how the girl looks.
She slips the photo out. She wanted to cry,
and she wanted to laugh.
It's a nicely taken photo of her. A photo he
took for her.
She bends down, and kissed him on his cheek.
He smiled. He was just pretending to be
asleep.. |
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