NOVEL WEB Chapter 8: Episode 8: Meet My Wife.
"Honey! please stop!!, don't burned our house down!!…Please!!!…Stop?". (Natasha)
"Huh? um…. welcome home?". (Azra)
A woman comes into the shack, flinging open the door curtain as hard as she can, she was panting and her face were clearly loomed with fear and panic. Right now, standing at the door, was perhaps one of the most beautiful blonde women that I have ever seen in real time, 170 cm something tall, Long and slightly curly blonde hair, a golden ration face portion, big blue eyes, plump pink lips, dainty sharp nose. Her face alone already on the top tier beauty. Her body were well shaped as well, fit built and well-toned, hour glass shaped body. Massive bouncy and perky chest and spilling to the side kind of ass, paired with her long legs. This woman before me, is a 100 out of 10 perfectly sexy Milf. She was sweating and heaving, and with each breath that massive breast of her kept on jiggling before me, and it was mesmerizing to see.
"(The old me is a fool….)".
"[…I agreed, Sir…. Madam, is certainly a beauty, Sir…. congratulations…]". (Alfred)
Inwards I am just bashing the old me, that man is an idiot, his wife is a perfect woman and he treated her like shit.
"Umm…. honey…what are you doing?". (Natasha)
With the adrenaline slowly wearing off, Natasha timid nature before her husband kicked in, gently coming inside the house, and putting her bags beside the door. Natasha was careful as she asked what is going on. After all, Azra is now sitting in front of the fire pit, wood burning and a pot hanging on top of it with a water boiling in it.
".…I'm cooking the water…for us to drink…. the water before…is not that good for use to use….so…".
"Boiling water? but, Honey…. that water is clean…. Oh…I'm sorry honey…. I will go and get the much cleaner one!
Panic and afraid, Natasha who caught the words from her husband were about to hastily goes out to find a cleaner water. Put as she were about to stands up, her husband stunned her as he grabs her wrist, stopping her.
"...It's fine…. there's no need to find more clean water…this one will do…Just…. sit down….and rest for now…you just get off from work. Right?".
".…. Yes…". (Natasha)
I hold her wrist firmly and guide her to sit right next to me, before the lit fire pit. She is still nervous and timid, but she obeyed and sat down, right now it was already a night time, the house was dark and the only source of light is the fire place. We stayed silent the entire time, and slowly after a few minutes passed, she had started to calm down, and I do secretly take a glance at her face, and noticed that a smile appeared on her face, she is happy. The act of me sitting with her in front of her in silence already made her this happy, the old me really deserved his ending.
From the second she appeared before, that panic and begging to not burn the house, her timid and respectful approach, and the fact that she wanted to run off in the night to find a cleaner water, that what is already known as a clean water in this world. Speaks a lot about her affection to the old me, and what she had gone through all this time.
"I Wake up earlier…and I got nothing to do….so…I decided to sterilize our drinking water…make it more palatable, so to speak…".
"Oh…sterilize. Palatable…. Hmm.". (Natasha)
Calmly with a smile on her face, she just parroted what I just said. Clearly, she doesn't know that word that I just said.
"A bit cleaner and tasty….".
"That's what's it means…. you're so smart, Honey…Sorry, I'm a bit of a dummy…". (Natasha)
"...Don't say that, Nat…umm…can I call you Nat?".
"YES! you can name me anything honey!". (Natasha)
"...Oh…. okay…. Nat…you see…the way I do this is just simple…I just filtered the water using sand…and charcoal…".
It's a light conversation, it was awkward for me. I've got a beautiful Milf hot wife, and she is definitely a victim of DA, and the abuser is me, not me but the old me. So, I had to lay it down carefully. So instead, we started with a simple conversation, I explained to her how, I made the well-known Clean Water in this world, to become a purified water. A few hours ago, since I got nothing to do, I decided to actually contribute to this household. So, I went outside collect a few discarded 1 litter water bottle, living in a slum, waste is everywhere, so it's easy find. Collected some pebble and sand, using the charcoal from the fire pit from inside the house. I started working, so far, I already managed to filtered about 5 gallons of water. Turning them from that murky muddy water to a crystal clean water, and now that I am boiling them, this water is safe to be consume.
"Oh my god, Honey…. this…. this water is so clear! how can this be…
She was enjoying it thoroughly drinking the purified water in a gulp using the clear glass cup. Which I assume might be the most expensive item in this household, the water that she had is 100 times better that the 'Clean Water' this world used to have. She was happily holding my hand and getting excited, but soon she noticed that she just finished the whole glass before me, then she turned panic again, probably thinking I would be upset at her.
"Oh no, it's fine…. we got 5 gallons of them…. like I said…I got enough free time today…that 5 gallons…is all the water that we had in our kitchen…I purified them all…after all…we would always need to drink …right? Hahaha…".
Jokingly I said, just so she would the negativity. But then her face turned dark.
".…Honey…. please don't leave me…. here…this is all my salary for today…. I used some to pay for our debt…. Please. Honey…I'll do anything…. ANYTHING! just…just stay with me…Please…". (Natasha)
Her eyes wells with tears, she was holding and clinging onto my arm. Wholeheartedly pleading and begging to me. She shoves a 3 silver coins into my lap, and insistently begged me whilst crying. The mood just turned 360 degrees from before, in the inside I am also panicking.
"(What is going on…. everything just went swimmingly just now. Right? Alfred?)".
"[Sir, I believed she thought that you were about to cast her aside…and she is blaming herself for being incompetent wife….you both are about to be kicked out…added to the fact of her self-depreciation…..and above all….you suddenly become so kind to her…..she usually got hurled with insult or slap once she got home…but right now…you and her in what perhaps she considered a romantic dates before a campfire….her husband have a new product that he made that can be sold in the market as a shortcut to accumulate wealth…..in short…the negativity…just made her spiraling and she assumed the worst is going to happen…]".(Alfred)
"(A horrible husband, suddenly make a joke, laugh and be nice to her…made her like this.)".
"[In short, yes sir…it was too much of a sudden change….]". (Alfred)
5 minutes went by, and she is still crying and begging to me, this has to stop, or the misunderstanding will just grow and maybe much worse thing can happen.
"Nat…. stop…Stop crying…. I am not going to leave you….".
"You're not? please don't lie to me, Honey…". (Natasha)
Still in distrust, she looked up to me. And in returned, I cup her face, and gently wiped her moist cheeks.
"I am not lying to you…not now…not ever, love…Look at me…. trust me…I am not going to leave you….
She is stunned for a little bit, and her gaze turned soft and mellow, I assume my gentle way of consoling her made passed her sadness and anxiety. I plant a gentle kiss on her forehead to sweetened the moment, and thankfully, that seemed to make me more trustworthy I supposed, she stopped crying and finally calmed herself down.