HER CRUSH
Episode 2
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Soon after the party, Linda left with her husband. In no time they got home.
They both entered inside to change.
“I so much enjoyed this party,” Linda said
“Me too,” her husband replied.
“Kenny can dance o o, did you see how he was wiggling his waist, that boy is not serious,” Linda said laughing.
When she saw that her husband wasn’t finding it funny, she changed the topic.
John knew that his wife was young and na!ve and could easily be carried away.
He believed she lacked nothing.
She was the one managing his interior decoration company. She has free access to the money coming into the establishment.
Later in the evening, John was seated all alone in front of the house sipping a glass of wine. He still couldn’t get his mind off what happened at the party even though he wanted to handle it maturely.
“But I know she loves me because nobody forced her into marrying me. She married early quite alright but she enjoys life more than her mates. I don’t restrict her from doing whatever she wants. She has never complained about anything about me before except what she said about my dressing today, which I don’t see anything wrong with.
I’ll change my mode of dressing if that’s the problem. I saw how she admired that boy all because of the way he looked,” he thought.
Linda later joined him outside.
“Honey, I didn’t know you were here, I was looking for you inside.”
“Hope no problem?” John asked.
“Just to remind you about the meeting with the DTY group.”
“It’s in a week, right?”
“Yes, I guess they want to finalise the contract.”
“I pray so.”
“If it works out, it’s going to be a huge turnaround for our establishment.”
“Yes, Let’s hope it works.”
“It will surely work.”
“I’ll check the store to know the materials we need to restock.”
“That’s good. You have stayed here for too long. Let’s go inside.”
They stood up and went into their apartment.
A few days later, in the evening, Linda and her husband were preparing to go out.
They usually hang out at a nearby joint whenever they are less busy at home.
Her husband had finished dressing up and was waiting for her in the living room as usual. When she was done preparing, she came out and was surprised to see her husband’s outfit.
“Honey, what are you wearing?”
“I want to surprise you, I bought them from the mall yesterday. I know you like them,” he said smiling as he turned round for her to admire the outfit.
“Yes, I do,” she replied.
Linda didn’t want to change his mood but the outfit d!sgusted her.
He was wearing a tight-fitting T-shirt and ripped jean trousers with matching shoes.
The clothes weren’t b@d but him wearing a tight-fitted shirt on his chubby body that exposed his pötbelly was a turn-off for Linda.
She refused to complain about the dressing because that was what she wanted but she didn’t know he would look that awful.
They later left together for the joint.
When they got there and were entering the place, John was at the front while Linda followed him from behind.
She wasn’t proud of him, she felt that everyone was looking at them.
Later on, the waiter brought two plates of goat meat pepper soup and some drinks.
Linda quickly finished hers and requested that they leave immediately, she claimed she was having stomach upset.
So her husband paid for the meat and drinks and later drove her home. He couldn’t even finish his.
When they got home, Linda rushed to the restroom and stayed there for a while before coming out.
It was as if that day’s outfit exposed the hidden things that Linda hadn’t known about her husband since they got married.
She just suddenly noticed that her husband was overweight and had pötbelly.
She was beginning to feel disgusted whenever they were together.
Her husband was mostly at home. He would only go to the warehouse to check the items that needed to be restocked.
Linda manages the office while he manages the warehouse.
Linda would always compare Kelly’s physique with that of her husband especially whenever she comes back from work.
He d!sgusts her more when she hears him snoring at night.
She was gradually losing the affection she had for her husband.
TO BE CONTINUED..
© Ayogu Oluchi Eze
