Chapter 2 At last, he signs the divorce paper

So, it was the outcome of their gathering in the sitting room?

David brooded and went to his shed, his laundry shed where he performed the mandatory task of washing and ironing clothes for the entire family before he ate.

He did not know he could do the tasks and still go to work. But it has been a year since he had mastered combining his hotel work and laundry.

He entered his shed. It was wide with four industrial fans and

family-sized washing machine stationed in there for him.

The housemaid dragged in a basket of unwashed clothes.

"Can't you allow me to finish ironing?" he asked her.

"Am I madam?"

"Okay. Go."

"Is it wrong to see Evid?" the maid asked

"Idle creature," David muttered and she laughed hysterically:Idle graduate, useless son-in-law."

She lumbered out of the shed. She was heavy and rounded from the ground.

Laila was coming in.

"What's that Helen?" she asked.

She waited for David in the room after arranging the visitor's room for him. He has to sign the paper and for the time being, no more sleeping on the same bed. That was her conclusion.

David rounded off his ironing."I will not sign this." David told himself "Signing it means it is over. Over? Marriage that cost me the love of my family, that made me a fool in this house?

The door opened above, it was Laila.

"David come this way. To the visitor's room. That's where you will be sleeping for the main time." she said.

" Let me crash with you nau?"

"No, David!" Laila spoke with all seriousness

For my career, I'm in love with the son of our director. With him, I'm getting promoted soon and our family business will be connected to AB Corp.

"Okay. What of our outing tomorrow?" asked David.

"I will call you for that," she told him

He woke up early to do some ironing before going to work.

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Like she was targeting him, Selena came, at that hour, 2 a.m. with her clothes for him to wash. She was technically naked or half-dressed? She sat in the rubber chair, not caring to go. David rebelled like a man and walked away.

In the morning, he went to work, the one hundred dollars and the divorce paper in his pocket.

He called his wife to find out their destination in the evening.

"Have you signed the paper?"

"You will see it before I sign."

"Meet me at La Pech," Laila said.

It was a beautiful French restaurant with a single color:White.

The French window's lace curtain shielded two couples inside.

David walked in. It was Laila and a man, nestled at a table. A white card with A Happy 3rd Marriage Anniversary inscription was in a milk-colored saucer. Two golden spoons, on one side of it, two golden forks on the other side, and three candles graced the table.

David collapsed into a seat opposite them trying to see the man's face. Half of the face was shielded with cute-looking dark glasses.

David was jealous. Is this Laila or another?

He came with the one hundred dollars to fetch her anything it could afford. He would have used it for a cab since another man had afforded her everything.

Despite the winter, he was using his mouth to fan his chest.

The man and Laila meshed their fingers and where they sat, turned one side to whisper.

Let them whisper, but a smile? He will rake.

"Can't you tell him to wait outside?' the man whispered.

Laila waved her head cautiously so that David wouldn't understand.

"...kiss you here?" she asked

The man took her arms and passed them across his shoulders as they pressed themselves together and Laila, though shy, darted her tongue out for a trapping and the man's lips trapped it.

As she closed her eyes in rapture, her knees wobbling, David bolted

Laila pushed the man's shoulders back and hurried to catch up with David.

Outside, she threw her car's key to him.

David oned the engine.

"I know you are not happy," she said.

Silent, the car moving.

"David."

Silence, the car moving.

"Have you signed the paper?"

Silence.

"Once a man dies!"

He sped the car

Once a man dies! Once a man dies!...

He brushed the car in and jerked out his suitcase, signed the divorce paper, and handed it to Laila.

Leaving, she said wait, giving him a car key and an envelope.

"I don't need them, Laila.". He pointed at the clock.

"I know," said Laila. She took it from the table and pushed it into his hand.

Downstairs, his mother-in-law, and her other children were waiting.

They rushed at David ."Keep everything she has paid you. You are the one owing us."

"I didn't take anything."

"It is a lie. Laila..."

"Mom, he didn't.' said Laila, coming down the steps.

"For the foods you ate and laundry you abandoned." They shoved hands into his pockets, upturning them, and found a hundred dollars.

Dina flagged it to see if it was two."Who gave you this, Evid?"

She put it into her bra.

They saw the clock.

Laila said, " Leave him, it is his."

"This clock? It is a lie!" they disbelieved Laila.

"Take, Ma...for your food, for the laundry, and the marriage." David left the small-sized gold studded clock for her.

"Go!" Useless son-in-law. You want to marry my daughter without money!"

The scripture was right. Time to destroy time to rebuild.

And when such hours come, nothing stops them.

He lost his bearing and collapsed under a tree.

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