CHAPTER TWO

     My days gone like that.. Waking up at six , daily reading the newspaper while having my hot coffee made by my Emma

She is the best wife i guess.. People call me lucky that I have her..but she always denied saying that She is lucky to have Me ! Oh! good lord! How am I not going to love this angel...

     This morning Professor parker visited me.. it's not new.. Though he lives in London he always come in the morning whenever he has business here in Cambridge. “Yes Richard! Hahaa” He would have laughed with his deep down voice “You know how I love your company” “so do I Mr. Parker” each day we come up with different topics mostly he explains about his new research on some random rural areas and African tribal people. He is one of the best anthropologist i know.

    “So Richard! What are you working on right now?” i picked up my cup and had a sip and placed it back on the table “Nothing much just giving lecture..” Parker frowned.He immediately put his cup on the table, and crossed his arms.“Why? Richard? Are you oky?” i smiled at him “No no parker... it's not a big deal.. don't worry..” i bend against the chair I was sitting “I'm juts taking some break.. Maybe for a month...” we heard Emma mumbling an unknown song, it's sweet. For a moment we listened and embraced the cool wind. Parker broke the silence he held his cup and had his last sip, smirking at me with really informal way which is usual

       “Ohh Richard....you should have said that..you want to spend some time with your lovely wife! Isn't it .?I mean you should ofcourse..you are always too busy for her..yes yes” he slapped my shoulder as he keep uttering “you have worked hard for your entire life..now take care of your family too..” i nodded silently as I began after “But mr. Parker...! Why didn't you marry?” Parker laughed loudly again “Oh darling you are not going to tell me to marry AT THIS AGE..!Right Richard?HAHAHA” “No No mr.Parker ” i laughed either “ I'm just asking...?, i mean” i took a poses “i won't believe young Parker had no woman around him!” “ofcourse I had..” he lowered his voice “some nightstands too” and then again talked in normal volume “Actually Richard...You know..i never found a woman like i always desire...so juts..tsk.. didn't marry..you know how picky stubborn I mean ..ha..?” and we laughed again “Yes yes I know...but what type of woman you like that is soo rear in the whole country?” he thought for a little and then stated “You know actually that is rare in the whole world ” I made fun of it as I circusticly said “what...? she needs to have wings herself?” parker interrupted “Oh no no... richard...i respect all woman..but you have agreed that most of the woman they are gorgeous caring, Sweet.. Including your wife..who can cook well.. Clean..and very soft by heart..who like to devote their whole life for their husband and family...but you know richard.. I didn't want a woman like that...” i interpreted “Oh parker do you want a woman like mrs. Watson... because she is not at all sweet, not caring and yah she tried to kill her husband by poising tea..” “oh no no..i personally like a woman who is into education..who has the dedication to change the world...who has a strong hearted..and can fight back to any situation..you know..what I mean..”

       i nodded and looked at my wife who was preparing lunch inside the kitchen.. though I was able to see her back only but I could hear the utensils being snapped by each other sometimes while she was working..i noticed how adulating affecting this sweet woman..now slowly the back of her hair getting gray..they were way fewer than Mr..but suddenly i could see them..she is never disturbed.. I sighed and smiled parker “But Mr. Parker.. I love how my Emma is..she doesn't need to fight... I'm here to protect her for the rest of my life..”

    Parker smiled gently as he stood up and gave his hand for a handshake..i received it... “now I need to leave..” he looked at his wrist watche and wished “Good bye gentle man..see you soon..good bye Emma!” Emma replied from the kitchen “Byee Mr.Parker.. do come again ” and he went out with his heavier body..he gained a lot of weight these days no double..! But he is very unconscious about his health..if I try to say “You should take care of your health now..old parker..!” he would have laughed at me “Then ask Emma not to cook so well..that I can't stop eating ” it's not like he eats here everyday but whenever he gets time he would come here to have lunch or dinner with us.. .

   Emma and Parker has really nice relationship with each other..Parkers daily visit is just for Emma's testy meal and gossiping with me.. Life is beautiful when we accept the simplicity. Maybe life is beautiful because of a wife like her..

       In the evening I was randomly visiting my home library.. it's all dusted..“Emma..can you bring me a brush.. I think I need to clean it a bit..”i shouted so she can hear me from the bedroom, she was probably setting new flowers in pot..but yet she replied as she heard me “ Alright!” i waited for few minutes before she came up with a brush and a rag of cloth.she walked across me and gently pushed me away “You go take some rest.. I'm will clean it” . I hate that..why she never let me do anything but always do things by herself..she isn't a slave...i immediately snatched the brush from her hand and start picking up a random book and brush the dust off.. she stood still frowning her eyebrows .

“what was it?”she said placing her palm on her waist.“what? I am juts trying to help you..miss Hughes” i replied as she snapped back acting as if she is mad at me “no give it to me back..” i stopped the job and raising my hands in the midair I said “oky fine fine.. let's just do it together... happy?” she kept staring at me for seconds and then start moving..

We tried our best to complete as soon as possible but with our Speed it has almost being darker outside. In the corner there are abandoned books, they are ruined so it's better to throw them, I'll get some space for my new essential books.

“Alright , it's done..now we can prepare the dinner..”she said starting at the whole room to see if anything left. I was busy packing the waste..at this very moment she broke the silence “Oh.. rich! I think we forgot one ..”and picked a very dirty book from the edge of the last shelf..it was hidden behind the stack of books.she blew the dust off from the book and brushed it so at least the name can be seen..a thick layer of dry dust cover it entirely..like for years it was untouched and unseen.. “Ohu... I have never seen this book..? It looks too old..are we going to throw it..” she held the book on the air to show me..but due to the heavy dirt the name was unclear..

“oh..rich..! It's written by you?” she said making me shake off from the position.. because I don't remember an old book I wrote as this .. only one ...which i showed to no one..then she spelled the name “Well..wait I can read it...it said...A-M-ELIA?,by Richard Foster!” she looked at me with full of proud on her face as she uttered my name. I stood up and came close to examine the book in her hands.. It's really that one...i forgot about it..my book...that one book... about Her.

^^^TO BE CONTINUED ^^^

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