It was in the evening as usual when Diara returned she was wearing a very fitting short office dress so beautiful with the newly braided hair, with a nice matching neckless She did not bother to change her high heels since she would be coming home, getting inside she could see that her husband had come, Sweetie, she said smiling what a surprise? ''you did not tell him you will be coming back to day still laughing so happy to see him.
She noticed he was not answering her'' what is it Yuval are you okay she looked at the side of his chair with empty bottles of alcoholic drinks, His heart was empty like the empty Alcoholic bottles,'' so she did not believe the sexual passion they both had together that night, he thought about the adorable mixed race Jewish baby he would have had he was just to confused all these thoughts flashed through his mind and many more before she walked up to where he was sitting.
Yuval'' she called him again ''give me the bottle you are drinking, he refused to give it to her as she wanted to take it from him he used the back of his hand to slap Diara who fell, and her high heels made matter worst, as the slap threw her against the wall being a featherweight, very slim she has a beautiful stature any man will admire and desire, Yuval laughed out widely been drank, threw the glass cup away, grab the bottle by the neck as he gulp down the content' Diara shook her head as to clear her face to know what is going on.
With tears she begged him not to hurt her as he walked up to her he crouched by her side on the floor,'' What I just want to hear is that '' what Dr. Vestile told me was not the truth as he screamed on the top of his voice talk to me, he grabbed her braided hair dragged her to the sofa and slam her on the sofa, she screamed Yuval, please! please! you are drunk don't hurt me, I don't know what he told you '' He smiled into her face'' about the pregnancy' he whispered just tell me is not true; you had an abortion or miscarriage.
I can't lie to you Yuval, Diara has never been so afraid in her life she can see that is no more Yuval, she used to know the whole sitting room smelled of Alcohol, she wept the corner of her lips had drops of blood, It was your baby'' I had a miscarriage, as she said that he stopped as if an invisible bullet hit him from the back, he grabbed the bottle of wine and started laughing, ''Oops is true she was in love with one of her kind'' now; so my baby deserves not to live'' is another holocaust he laughed wildly under my roof'' that was the reason she never talked to me about it'' Maritza must be right he kept gulping the content laughing as he went back into his room.