
"Mrs Amber, someone wants to see you" shouted one warden from outside the bars. The woman ignored the word of the warden by remaining curled up on the cot. "Mrs Amber.. I'm talking to you!!!" he shouted more loudly.
Amber clucked annoyed, because his calmness was disturbing. He pulled his body from a lying position, then sat on the edge of the cot.
"Are you interrupting my break?" amber infuriated at the woman standing behind the iron poles. His eyes glanced with annoyance.
"Someone wants to see you, Amber! Come quickly!" tell the prison warden to Amber.
"I don't want to meet anyone! Just tell him to leave!" reject Amber who returned to lay down her body.
"But he confessed that he was your husband" the warden replied. Amber was flabbergasted and reflexively lowered her body from above the cot. He walked with his thighs to the iron door.
The warden set up a wheelchair and unlocked the door lock and helped Amber sit on the walker. Then took Amber to the visiting room to meet her husband.
Prisoner's Visit Room
"How are you, Amber?" richard asked as the woman he wanted to meet entered the room. Amber displayed a gloomy face with her lips raised to the side of a corner.
"I think you've forgotten your wife, Richard. The wife you hurt, the wife you threw away because you can no longer satisfy you!" sahut Amber is full of shit.
Richard wasn't hooked, he kept acting as calm as possible. Then remove a map that is thrust through an empty gap under the dividing glass.
"What's this?" Amber linked the two eyebrows, confused because on the map it read Family Law Divorce.
"Read on!" richard told the woman before him.
Amber read the words contained on the sheet of paper. His eyes blocked with red veins, he squeezed the paper and tore it to pieces.
"I'll never accept this divorce, Richard! Until whenever I remain your legal wife. Until I die, I'm Mrs Liam!" Amber screamed as she grabbed her own hair. Physical limitations made him unable to do what he wanted, he could only hurt himself from the top of his wheelchair.
"It's up to you to say anything, Amber. Our divorce papers have been approved by the court. Accept it or not, your status is no longer my wife. Our relationship is over forever!" richard growled at Amber's arrogant attitude. "And this is my wedding invitation. I'm getting married again, with a good woman of course." Richard handed me a black card.
Amber pulled her face, then laughed gigglingly. He took the lighter out of his prisoner's pocket, then burned the invitation card with his eyes rolled over. "This is your reply to me, Richard? After all these years I've been trying to be a good wife?"
"Sorry Amber, I hope you will be able to accept the decision I made. I just want to live a quieter life, at my weapon age." Richard pushed the chair he was sitting on and stood facing the woman who is now officially his ex-wife. "Don't worry, I'll give you your right to part of my property. And your daughter will manage it."
Richard twisted his body leaving Amber who he was mute with. And welcome the happiness that will decorate the remnants of his life.
"No Richard. Don't go Richard, we're not done talking!" amber shouted from behind the glass. Richard did not turn his head in the slightest as Amber's voice was disguised by the transparent object before him. "Why did everyone leave me? What's wrong with me, why doesn't anyone love me? Even my own daughter hates me!" lament Amber while staring at the back of her ex-husband.
Amber's wail turned into a tantrum, as the door of the room opened and saw a woman embracing Richard's affectionate arms. Women who are not strangers in his memory, because they used to be close and also familiar.
...***...
"Let's get up, Edward. It's noon!" Rona sulks because the husband does not want to release his body from the deckapan. The more Rona tried to break away, the tighter Edward's legs overstretched his wife's thighs.
"Where are you going anyway?" sahut Edward with a distinctive raucous voice woke up. His hand, which was originally circular above the waist, was currently above the chest of his wife. "Yours are getting bigger, Rona. I like playing it more!" said Edward who crushed the lump of meat with a fast twisting motion and then slowed down.
"You've said it a few times, I'm tired of hearing it!" Rona folded her lower lip then glared spoiled. "Let's just say that my body is now deflated, cheeks like mangroves and breasts as big as melons!" cerca Rona because she felt insecure about her current body shape.
"Just with your stocky body now, you look more sexy and exciting, baby..," Edward twirled his toys, making the owner let out a sigh because of the amused taste mixed with pleasure. However, Edward quickly turned his hands over his chest, onto his wife's feet. Because he heard the voice of the child's cry along with the door knob that was opened.
"Daddy what are you doing?" asked Ezio who saw his father was bare-chested while massaging his mother's legs. While Rona's entire body was covered with a blanket to the border of the neck. "Mommy's sick, Dad?" ask Ezio worried. The little boy hurried over to Rona and put his hand on his forehead.
"Mommy.just tired, baby." Rona answered her son's question with a voice made to tremble, like a person in a fever.
"Pity Mommy... Mommy had breakfast?" ezio asked, looking for a dirty plate, but did not find it.
Rona shook her head then smirked in embarrassment. "Mommy hasn't had breakfast baby... Mommy just woke up."
Ezio crossed both hands over his chest, like an adult scolding a child. "Mommy... Mommy can't eat late! Poor little brother Ezio, must be starving!"
Ezio got down from the bed and approached Sister Ola who was standing waiting for him in front of the stairs. "Suster Ola, please get Mommy breakfast. Ezio's sister wants to eat."
"Ready, Mr. Ezio.. was taken to Mommy Mister's room?" asked Ola with her palm directed at her parents' room.
"Yes Sister Ola. Ezio wait!" said Ezio who spoke like an adult. He went back into his parents' room and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Suster Ola again get the same food juice for Mommy.. later Ezio treats Mommy until the breakfast runs out," said Ezio who massaged his mother's forehead. "Daddy, take a shower there. Daddy's body stinks, Ezio doesn't like it!" ezio's protest covered his nose using the collar of his shirt. Rona giggles and glances at Edward telling the man to clean up immediately.
Edward scowled in disappointment, as he wished he could eat his wife again, failing Ezio's arrival in their room. He shuffled from the top of the mattress, then took a clean towel from inside the closet. His eyes kept staring at his wife. Rona understood very well the meaning of the gaze, she held back a laugh and spoke using sign language.
"Good five finger sport baby! Good luck!" rona's sarcasm with her husband. Edward snorted in annoyance and entered the bathroom slamming the door.
Ezio who did not understand what was happening between his parents, seemed indifferent and also did not care. She kept massaging her mother's legs with tiny lips singing the little star twinkle-twinkle song.
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