TWENTY SIX
I followed Lauren without waiting for Carmona to leave. I know she’s disappointed and I can’t blame her. But I didn’t do that for Carmona but for myself.
I stood outside the door before entering. I looked outside and from where I was standing I could see Carmona’s car leaving the window.
Somehow a part of me celebrates because finally I already faced her. I am ok, I forgive her, and I can face her anytime. God has punished her also for what she did before.
I slowly opened the door of our room and I found Lauren sitting on the sofa with her arms folded. When she saw me she turned aside and ignored me. She is obviously angry so I approached her.
“Wife,” I called her but she just remained silent. “Wife, please talk to me.” But she remains silent. I came closer to her and sat beside her but she stood up. I quickly grabbed her hand to sit down.
“Wife, talk to me.”
“Why, Dwayne Dale? Why did you forgive her right away?” She asked me an annoying question.
“Wife, you don’t understand me.”Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.
“What don’t I understand? That she used you, that she poisoned your mind and then you forgave her just like that with just one sorry? Why because you feel sorry for her looks? So what she did before is okay with you?”
“Wife, I didn’t do that for her. I did it for myself. So I can move on. Wife, I am ok now, you helped me to be ok so there is no reason not to forgive.”
“There is a reason not to forgive her. Because she’s bad, a rapist, and abusive. People like her have no room for the word forgiveness.”
“Wife, I gave her the forgiveness that I also want to get from my victims. To those, I abused unintentionally, to those I hurt. You, you’ve forgiven me, haven’t you? I abused you, I. RAPED. YOU. But why did you forgive me?”
She did not answer so I held her hand.
“I want peace, wife.”
“You are different, from your victim, hubby. That’s why you became like that because of her. Those who became your victims, we, we showed you the motive. Those of us who volunteered to give ourselves, but you just happened to lose yourself because of the trauma, so you did that. As for her, her victim was innocent. Children are just beginning to experience and understand such things. But she immediately sealed the mind badly. Why, are you sure that you are her only victim? So you deserve to be forgiven. She deserves to suffer.”
“You don’t know me, wife. You know a different Dale.”
“What do you mean?”
“Please, don’t get mad at me for giving her the forgiveness she deserves. Because I want the same forgiveness too.” I heard her gasp. “I want everyone to forgive me for what I did.”
“I still hate her.” I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her closer. “I am angry with her because of what she did. Not only for feeding bad thoughts into someone’s innocent mind. I am angry with her because I adore her so much.”
“You have all the right to hate her.” And I pull her closer to me.
“Are you okay when you see her?” she asks full of concern.
“Hmph, I didn’t feel what I felt last night when I saw her. Maybe because of what we did. Thank you, wife.”
“You’re welcome, hubby.”‘
“Not angry anymore?” She shook her head while pouting. “Obviously, because you called me hubby.” She giggled and then rested her head on my chest.
“Thank you for coming into my Lauren. Thank you for being such a good friend.”
“Just for you, hubby. For the one and only person who believed in me and appreciated me.”
I AM LYING in bed while Lauren was still taking a shower. I put the bottle of wine on the table that was already empty then made the bed and called Kiki, Lalat, and Tintin but none of them came. I stood up and looked at the cat house but no one is there. Where the hell are they and three of them really disappeared?
“Hubby, what are you looking at?”
“Where are the three?” I asked while frowning.
“Isn’t there?”
“Nothing.” She was also surprised.
Lauren called the three and so I did but no one answered.
‘Where are those three?’
“OMG, the three of you are shame,” Lauren complained while peeking under the bed. I peek at what was underneath. Fuck! I want to laugh because of what I saw. The three stared at us as if surprised. Tintin lying on the floor with both legs up. Kiki was in the middle holding her stomach while her face was opposite Tintin’s balls. Lalat was in front of Tintin while her face was opposite Tintin’s chest.
“You are disgusting!” Lauren screamed but the three of us just looked. Tintin’s forehead was even furrowed because his eyes were closed.
“What are they doing?” I asked him because she was the first to see it.
“I caught them, hubby, Kiki is licking Tintin’s balls, and Lalat is kissing his chest. And that sly Tintin rolls her eyes in pleasure.”
“Threesome.” I couldn’t stop laughing and I sat on the floor while leaning on the bed. I was still punched on the floor while holding my stomach. I can’t help it. Because Lauren’s reaction is indescribable.
“What’s funny?” I shook my head still unable to get rid of the laughter. “Are you happy because of what that animal did?”
“Literally an animal, wife.” I looked at the three who now didn’t care about us and continued what they were doing.
What the fuck! And what she said was true. I thought only humans have such thoughts as well as animals.
“Come on, wife, let’s not disturb them.” Then I held her waist and laid her on the bed.
“Yuck, ew!”
“What’s disgusting about that?”
“Like that, there are three of them. Super yuck, dip others then dip you. Yuck.”
“Don’t stress yourself, wife. Let them be happy.” I kiss her on the lips. Since I started to kiss her on the lips, it’s like I’ve gotten used to it and it’s become normal to me.
I think this is normal. The sweetest moment with my wife every time I kissed her. I’m used to it before leaving and upon arrival. Even in sleep or just thinking about it.
“You smell like alcohol.”
“I drink.” Then the wine was reached and the contents were quickly consumed. “Wanna play, wife?”
“Huh?”
“You want to play and experience something different and learn something new?”
“Like what?” I licked the bottle to make sure it wasn’t scratched then smiled.
“Like this.” I spread her legs and give her a torrid kiss that makes my lust awake quickly.