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4 I'll pretend that my lovely wife was just wishing me a nice day, just to stop myself from strangling her to death, then I'll go get dressed as quickly as possible to run away from her.. That movie yesterday was really good and wasn't a real helping factor on my (waking up early) list.. Who am I kidding..? Even if I went to sleep in a good timing yesterday, that won't be a reason to wake up next day enthusiastic or something.. Why would I be anyway..? To see my gloomy boss..? Or the gloomier customers..? Anyway none of them would be worse than my wife so no need to nag about it.. For a minute I started to feel sorry for the innocent children whose luck made my wife their teacher, then I remembered that my position wasn't exactly any better.. Anyway, if everything went today like it was supposed to, then this should be my last day in this shitty life.. Different day hopefully.. Couldn't help but smiling on the thought of my lovely wife waiting for me like an ass till the end of the day.. Till the end of tomorrow.. Maybe after a week..? Waiting like a fool till she rots in that dammed house.. Waiting for me to come through the door till she is covered by spiders and webs.. The sun goes up and down while the fool is still waiting.. That's the best punishment for that good for nothing cow.. I forced myself not to think more of her while I made my way towards the kitchen to take more orders, when my cellphone rang.. I looked around me just to make sure that the bogyman named "Kamel" wasn't around, before picking up the phone to answer.. It was "Mai", and she was screaming: - “Moataz".. Where the hells are you..?!! Why was she screaming like someone is torturing her..? I told her my thoughts, and her blood-freezing answer came: