It's already past midnight and still no her in every corner of the house. I am sitting on a single couch, looking back and forth from my phone to the wall clock as I keep on dialing her number. I've been trying to reach her for hours now, but she never answered.
Feeling nervous and worried, over thinking about what ifs.
What if she got into an accident? What if she encounter something bad? What if she got into trouble? Is she fine? How is she?
"Fuck! Why don't you answer your phone? !What's the use of it?! Decoration??"
I'm about to dial her number again when I heard a loud honk outside. I immediately walked out knowing it was her who came back. Seeing her car outside the gate, I quickly opened the gate for her to drive in before closing and locking it again.
I was about to open the door in the driver's seat when it suddenly swung open. She's staggering and unbalanced as she gets out of the car, murmuring incoherently.
"You drove your car while you're this drunk?? Do you know how dangerous this is?!" I scolded as I hold her in her waist and arm, helping her walk properly.
"None of your business, jerk! Don't touch me!" She swung her arm and pushed me away, but I held her waist tightly. Not letting her go, afraid that she might lose her balance and fell down.
"Stop... You can't even stand straight, what if you fell and hurt yourself when you try to step..." I held her tight and carefully as she struggles.
"I told you to stop..." I said as I carried her as she struggles more, so I held her tighter. I started to walks inside our house a carried her to her room.
We don't sleep in the same room, she doesn't want it. She can't even stand to stay on the same house with me for long. I sleep on the room next to hers, for convenience.
"Stop struggling wife... You might fall" I said gently to calm her down and stop her from struggling too much. And I think it works, since she slowly stop moving and struggling. But when I look down at her, I saw her sleeping with her brows knitted, and her lips pursed.
"You're still grumpy even when you're asleep!" I said amusedly.
I had a hard time opening her room's door before successfully opening it without awaking the goddess sleeping in my arms. I carefully laid her down her bed before removing her high heels.
I noticed that she loves wearing high and pointed heels. Maybe because it has another purpose, like as a weapon.
A lethal weapon. Based on my experience, this heels are very lethal, it has a stun effect that stops you from moving due to unbearable pain. Really! I felt before unbearable pain when she threw it in me, and the attack power is higher when used it to stab me like when she used it to strike me in my back using it.
Deadly.
And now, I'm having a hard time deciding and starts to have a debate with my brain whether to changer her clothes or not. She puke on her dress, knowing how much she loves neat and cleanliness, she would feel very uncomfortable if she keeps wearing this dirty dress. After a long debate and weighing the pros and cons, I decided to remove her dress.
My hands trembles as I remove her dress off of her. Can't blame myself. She have this strong effect on me. I only kissed her once, it was when our wedding, and for god's sake! My lips only landed on her cheek! I have no choice. The way she looks at me when the priest said 'you may kiss the bride' is really sharp. I'm not scared... I just don't want to anger her. Promise! I'm top, not bottom!
After I successfully took off her dress, I can clearly see her body that is only covered in her black underwear. My arms starts to roam around her body uncontrollably. She has this toned stomach, perfect curves, not big but not small, just enough chest, and white and tender skin. Damn!
Before I lose my sanity, I covered her body with a blanket and adjusted her air conditioner.
I gently move the hair covering her face behind her ears, and gently caresses her cheek. Looking at her like this, sleeping peacefully.
"You look like a gentle goddess when you sleep. Can you not wake up?" I chuckled lightly with those thoughts. I kissed her forehead lightly as murmur goodnight.
I can only do these things when she's fast asleep. Heck, I might face her servant grim reaper when I do these things when she's awake.
I went out and parked her car properly and went back to her room to put her car keys in her bedside table before going to my room to sleep.
As far as I want to stay and take advantage of her drunkenness to stay beside her, but I still have work to do in the next morning. I have to work harder. I can't give her another reason for her to hate and leave me.
In the next morning, my alarm rang at 4 in the morning. I change my clothes into a sweatpants and sleeveless hoodie, and wore my running shoes. I jog around the subdivision for an hour before I went back home and did some push ups in my room before taking a shower.
It wast past five, wearing my bathrobe, I went downstairs to cook breakfast. I went back to my room to get ready for work.
Looking at the time, I walked towards Joanna's room. I'm about to knock on her door, but decided to open it instead. She might still be asleep now, and waking her up this time will surely give a quick stroll to hell.
Opening her door, I slowly walked beside her bed. She's still sleeping peacefully. She won't wake up until later. I kissed her on her forehead and walks out then ate breakfast alone.
"It's not like, this never happened before..." I sighed. What's new? It's always been like this. The only time I was able to eat on the same table with my wife was when we were having dinner at her family's house during holidays or events, or everytime her grandpa invited us for a meal.
I quickly ate my breakfast and about to leave the house when I heard her scream my name.