Second Time Around

"You're drunk," I said, shaking my head when I greeted Enver as soon as he entered our home. “Again.”

This was not his first drunkenness, so even though I was in a bad mood, I didn't say anything and just let him in.

I directed him to our room because he couldn't stand up on his own anymore and when I laid him down, I removed his shoes and socks one by one.

I went down to the kitchen for a while and got a small plantain with only warm water and then went back to the room.

I placed it on the side table as I began to take off all of Enver's clothes.

"En, stop resisting," I said annoyed because he was still fighting with me for his clothes. "I'll just wipe you."

"I can manage," he said. But he doesn't stand up so I'm still struggling to remove his clothes.

And I let out a deep breath when I completely undressed him after he was naughty.

Well, I'm used to it because for almost six months we have been doing this every night he comes home drunk.

I sat on the edge of the bed and started wiping her face down her body.

"You already told me that you will stop drinking too much alcohol," I said softly. "You just recovered from the illness last time and here you are again."

He didn't answer so I just sighed and continued to wipe him.

Enver and I were once schoolmates when we were in college. We don't have the same course, but we often meet in the library where we review when there is an examination.

We always shared a table and often talked about a certain topic in the books that we were reading back then.

That's where our friendship started. And as often happens to a woman and a man who are always together, we both fell for each other.

He courted me and I said yes to him within just a month.

As for me, if he loves me, he will always court me even if we are gone.

And he did.

He showed me how much he loves and cares for me. Not a day goes by that he doesn't tell me how much he loves me. And that hasn't gone away even after a few years.

He was three years older than me, so he finished his studies earlier. But that doesn't change anything in our relationship even though we started to rarely see each other because we are not in the same school anymore.

Until he asked me to marry him right after I graduated from college when I was 20 years old. And I didn't think twice and accepted him because I know that he will take care of me for the rest of our lives.

And I am willing to do the same for him.

But since he was still busy with his work, we rarely saw each other even when we got married.

I lived in the house that he provided for us. While he mostly stayed at the hotel where his work called him.

And I understand that because he's just starting to manage their family business, so he needs to be on-site all the time to make sure everything goes well.

Besides, he never lacked in making time for me.

He calls as soon as he wakes up and we talk while having breakfast together. It's the same at noon, happy lunch break, and even at our dinner. And before going to sleep.

I see all his efforts, so who am I to want more when he gives me the attention I need as his wife?