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MY HUSBAND AND I (Part 2)

MY HUSBAND AND I
(Part 2)
Lara sprayed some perfume on her skippy nightie, she walked to her mirror again.
“Hmm yummy! Plan number four on point!” she laughed before proceeding to Tony’s room.
She opened the door gently, she peeped first before walking into the room.
Tony was lying down on the kingsized bed, the covers were drawn half-way stoping at his waist. His chest was bare revealing his ‘Six-packs’ features. She craved to touch, but that isn’t on her list.
She came here to discuss something important-theirmarriage.
She crawled beside him, his breathing was slow and steady.
So this man can sleep?! She thought.
She shifted closer to him, how would she wake him up? She felt like a rat trying to bell a cat.
She touched his arm slightly and…
Tony’s eyes shot open, his face transformed into a scowl.
“Sorry to disturb you…” Lara said in a shaky voice.
“What do you want?” he growled
Lara’s lips moved but no words came
“Damn it!” he sat up.
“Can’t I sleep again? Can’t you gerrit into your brain that I need to rest? This illiterate girl is something else! Is s-ex a necessity?” he yelled at her.
“No..I..was ..was…was..just…” Lara moved away from him terrified.
“Get outta my sight!” he barked at her.
Lara scampered out of the room full of fear and hate, she threw her self on her bed and wept.
What would she do? She had tried all she can? Besides its not that she’s interested in the marriage too, but she had to do this for her mother.
He called her an illiterate! She sobbed some more.
She was definitely going to show him, Illiterates can go crazy to! She wiped her tears, wishing for sleep to come.
...
The sun rays bathed her room. She glanced at the wall-clock, 7:30 am.
She stretched lazily on her bed. She had her plans on mind, no more cooking till further notice.
“Lara!” Tony banged her door.
Devil! She hissed pulling the blanket over her head.
“Lara!!” Tony banged some more, louder.
“Nonsense, are you hungry?” She hissed again.
“Lara?” Tony said walking into the room.
She didn’t move, she remained motionless on her bed.
“Lara!” he shook her roughly.
“Uhm? Uhm? What is it?” she muttered pretending to be just waking up.
He pointed at the wall clock. Her eyes followed his hand, then back at his face.
“Ehen? So?” she asked with a frown.
Tony felt like squeezing her lips
“Are you daft or something? Don’t you know I’m running late for work? Where’s my breakfast?” his voice was fierce.
“Illiterates don’t know how to cook!” She quipped, lying back on her bed.
David glared at her, his eyes bloodshot
He pulled off the bed angrily, throwing her on the hard floor.
Lara shrieked in pain, she stood up to face him.
“where’s my breakfast?” he barked
“I’m fed up Tony! Did you hear me? I won’t cook in this house anymore! Go and get a girl with masters degree to cook for you!” She screamed at him.
He charged at her, she didn’t move, she just stood there rooted.
He stoped facing her, he brought his face close to hers
“If you don’t cook in this house, then you should be ready to go back to your parents!” he told her.
“Hehehehe! Wonder shall never end!” she clapped her hands eyeing him derisively.
“This is an opportunity I’ve been waiting for..” she laughed.
“Really?” he sneered
“Yes o! Wait and see If I will not leave! Do you think you are the only man in the world?” she told him.
Lara flung her wardrobe open, and started throwing some clothes into a bag. She started singing loudly.
“I’m coming home, I’m coming home, tell the world I’m coming home…”
Tony watched her for a while, before leaving the room. He chuckled as he walked to his car.
This girl is crazy! He thought.
He had to stop her from leaving, he suddenly felt he had a soft spot for her.
“my oga, good moni!” Adamu- the gateman greeted him as he drove out.
He beckoned to Adamu, who walked up to him smiling.
“Errm, Adamu, do not let Lara out of the house. Make sure you lock the gate properly. Gerrit?”
“Yes my oga!” Adamu waved

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