Jefferson’s POV
Just what the hell is going on with that woman? I hated being ignored when I was talking to someone or anyone and she’s no different. I was happy all day at work and was expecting to see and fu** her eventually after and was she acting like that? She should have just explained to me what she was mad about.
I went to our bedroom and I was expecting her to follow, but she didn’t. Now, what! Is she expecting me to come and make up with her? No f****** way. If she wants to settle everything between us, she needs to come and talk to me. I am her husband and she needs to submit to me, especially when she was the one who had a problem and had something to tell me.
Our flight to Kenom will be the day after tomorrow, so I think she will be OK by then, even if we didn’t talk about whatever it was that made her angry at me. I took out my phone from my pocket and called Noli.
“Yes man, are you willing to come now?” he asked as he answered my call. He invited me out earlier and was adamant on declining his offer because I knew that Celina would be waiting for me. I had not called her the whole day so I wanted to go home earlier than usual and, hopefully, had a lot of time f****** each other.
“Apparently, I don’t need to go home early today.” I replied,
“Your wife is out, I guess?” he asked.”
“No, not at all. She’s not the type to go around and spend money. Although sometimes, I hope she was so she could not think about getting mad for nothing.” I replied and I heard him laughing.
“I guess wives were the same. You don’t know how my mom makes tantrums over something so little that dad would go crazy trying to find out about her reason.” he told me and I sighed deeply. “So, I take it that you’re coming, right?” he asked afterwards.
“You bet,” I said and went to the walk-in closet to have a change of clothes.
“Alright, I will wait for you.” he replied and ended our call. I looked at my clothes again and decided to take a bath first, so I went out and went to the bathroom. If Celina comes in and talks to me, at least I already have a bath and will be ready for him.
Until I was finished, my arrogant wife didn’t come, so I made a decision to really have fun with Noli. It was his night out, well, usually, our night out. But since I got married and Mark left as well, who was now in Kenom, Noli ended up having this night out alone surrounded by women.
Susane was in the living room when I rushed to the front door, “You’re going to leave? How about dinner?” she asked.
“Make sure to let Celina eat on time. I will be out and won’t be coming until late at night.” I answered and went out. I even saw her shaking her head, but I just ignored it. For a moment, I wanted to ask her if something had happened that caused Celina to get mad at me earlier, but I changed my mind. It was between me and my wife and we didn’t need to include anyone in our misunderstandings.
The bar was still the same and I’m sure that the private room we usually occupied did not change as well. I headed straight there, not minding the looks of the women who were eyeing me as soon as I entered the club. I’m sure that they know me and were hoping that I would be staying there, but sorry for them, I was always in a private room with my friends, if not with myself alone. Well, especially when I’m alone. I didn’t want to have anyone’s company because I knew that they would only infuriate me.
Noli was sitting on an L-shaped sofa as he was pinned by two women. I shook my head after seeing it and he grinned at me. No matter how much I look at him, he looks like someone who had no time for chicks and seeing him like this is not new to me, but still, it is still unbelievable.
“What? First time seeing me with girls?” he asked and I smiled. He motioned the girls to leave us and they both sat not too far from us.
“I still can’t believe that you like women,” I replied, and he laughed.
“Yeah, so you better take care of yours if you don’t want me to get her away from you.” he said, grinning. I would have believed him if I didn’t know him at all. But I do, so it was nothing to me.
‘`You don’t believe me?” he asked in frustration and I laughed at him again. “Kidding aside, man. You should never leave your wife unattended,” he said, and I looked at him.
“Definitely not because of me!” he exclaimed and drank from his glasses. “Although why was I telling you, that was because, I’m a man and I see your wife as a f****** woman if only she wasn’t yours.” he added, and I understood him. F***, even I couldn’t take my eyes off of her beautiful, sexy and hot body.
“What, you got your boner in salute to my wife?” I asked, raising a brow.
“You can think that way,” he replied and laughed. Then suddenly, he turned serious. “I can see that you like your wife, man. Whether you believe it or not, she likes you too, though I don’t know what she sees in you for her to feel that way towards you.” he added, and I laughed at him.
“I am handsome, what can you do about it?” I asked in confidence.
“Lucky bas****! You know that it wasn’t just because of that.”
“Tell me man, do you like my wife?” I asked, looking at him in his eyes. He had better be careful with his reply.
“I already told you that, as a man, I do like your wife. But I already know that she’s yours, so she’s a big NO for me,” he replied, and I sighed in relief. I didn’t want us to fight over a woman. “All I’m saying is, you have to be attentive to her. Now that you had a problem with her, you just left her, right?” he asked and I nodded. He chuckled and shook his head.
“You’re lucky that, as you said, she’s not the type to go and have fun in a place like that. What do you think she will do when you have a misunderstanding and you leave like that? If she had friends she could call like me?”
“I get your point, but she’s the one who didn’t want to talk.” I complained.
“Women are to be wooed. If she’s your wife, you have to do everything to make things better for both of you. Even if it was her fault, you have to say that it’s yours.”
“When did you become a relationship coach?”
“F*** man, I was only telling you what I saw with my parents. You don’t know how quiet and calm our home is when mom is in a good mood.” With that, I couldn’t help but laugh and so did he. We both know how his dad was so afraid of his mother and we often saw his dad sleeping in the living room back when we were in college.
“I guess you had a point there. But for now, let’s celebrate Mark’s future divorce. You won’t be able to be there, so let me help you celebrate it now.” I told him and we cheered.
We drank and drank until midnight and I decided to go home later. Celina was already asleep. Thinking that I reeked of alcohol, I took a bath first before I joined my wife in bed and hugged her. She must be in deep sleep because she didn’t shove me when I did that and I really had a good night’s sleep.