Category : Stories

Sub Category : Suspense/Mystery

I must have wanted the satisfaction in a surge that I had bolted the room door from behind in my head. For the next one hour to come, i wasn't expecting any interruptions. Already, I'm at cloud nine waiting for the minister in charge of the terrain to initiate his duty. My baby of 9months old was kept busy with cartoons, I remembered to occupied her with her favorite fruit juice and chocolate. She's such a gentle and adorable kid, that would sleep off after 15mins of being alone.

It was on a sunny afternoon. The degree of the sun could make one black on a spot. The door to the room opened quietly, I had thought it was the air blowing from the OX standing fan. I left the A/C and fan on simultaneously, with heart melting songs coming out from my Bluetooth player connected  to my other phone which is for music only.

How dare you? He asked with his huge voice, right at the spot my tempo became ruin. Behold, the bewitchment left me and i see clearly. I saw my husband positioned himself to be the next Anthony Joshua, prepared to smack down his opponent. What excuse have i? Seeing me on the bed with a strange man. He did all in his capacity to make me happy. Though I love clittering of sword in movies, but wasn't prepared to be an eye witness to a murder case.

My husband clenched his fist while the invader was fidgeting with only his boxer on him. I turned to a momental prayer warrior, asking for heaven's help. Its obvious, my husband would kill the man he caught me with. Can't explain how my husband lost his chance to hit the man, and he escaped through the tiny hole. The stranger had disappear, I'm left to face the wrought of my husband.

Fortunately, am alive to tell the story because all this happened in his dream.

©preshpen