I came home earlier tonight, the door was unlocked, i got inside and see my wife had gone sleep in our bedroom. One thing about my wife is, everytime she sleeps, both of her eyes won’t fully closed, same goes with her twin. It was weird and kind of creepy at first. That day was also kind of weird, she had gone sleep, and it was not even 8. I didn’t bother my self to wake her up, she semed really tired, she was still wearing her work attire.
Tomorow morning, i woke up at 8 AM and knew i was late. My wife was still sleeping, right next to me. She told me yesterday morning that today would be her day off. I thought about waking her up but i was really late, so i hurried my self up to go to work, i left her message on the table beside the bed : “i’m sorry i didn’t wake you up, i was late”
When i was working, i got a text from my wife saying “i closed them, i would close yours too if yours don’t shut” It was a really weird text, i didn’t get what she was saying and just texted back “i didn’t get what you are saying, babe. Anyway, i’ll come home late tonight, sorry about that. Will make up to you tomorrow.”
I came home from work, the door was locked, i didn’t get my keys with me. it was 11pm and i was really tired, knocked the door twice and no one answered. i decided myself to go backyard by climbing the small willow oak tree, got toward the edge of its longest branch and jumped down, passing through our tall unclimbable fence that seperates our back and front yard, and then i walked and get inside through the back door, it’s never locked.
I got inside and subconsciously walk toward the bedroom, i just wanted to punch my body real hard on the pillowy matress and sleep. But, not even a step i got my foot inside the room, there, i saw my wife, still sleeping, same exact position, same exact clothes, same exact message lied on the same exact table, the only difference was : both her eyes closed.
In a jolt, my body was in halt, i was pale and fell down.
what has happened?
She looked up on him and begin to inspect his gestures, he was still standing there looking to the direction of his right shoulder, like inspecting something distant, then he turned himself to his left side, he was then sitting on a cement bench infront of Ira.
Gasp, ira felt, she thought, ‘What the hell is he doing? sitting there like he was sure about his insignificance of sitting just one and a half meter away from me? God damn it.’