HOME ALONE (PART 3)

We got up from bed very late in the morning, we were both looking exhausted from the rigorous task which we both took part in.

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Sorry pardon me for not introducing myself. My name is Folake silver, I am a graduate. I studied mass communication in kwara state university (KWASU), and as you already know I'm happily married with no kids yet, my parents are dead, they died when I was 13 in a ghastly motor accident. But that is a story for another day, I just don't want to spoil my present elevated mood, all I have is my aunty, Aunty Bisi, she is the only one I trust. I also have a stupid, useless, ignorant, senile, redundant uncle, who made me regret some of my actions which I hope and pray won't haunt me in my marriage.

Well that's all you need to know about me for now.
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I woke up around 11:48am, and I couldn't find Bruce by my side, I got up and went towards the toilet to take a pee and to examine how much damage Bruce must have done to my precious pothole. and later I went to the sitting room where I perceived the scent of burning fried eggs and I staggered to the kitchen. 

Lo and behold, I found Bruce putting on an apron around his neck with a black boxers which he told me before we got married that it was his good luck charm which I nearly disputed until he shared some testimonies of how the boxers had saved him and his money couple of times.

Bruce: hello sunshine.(with a big grin)

Me: (feeling dizzy but still forcing myself to smile so as to return the compliment)......hey, hi, you aren't supposed to be here going through all this stress, all for what?

Bruce: all this is for my princess, my queen, my empress dowager, my empr..........

Me: (I blushed and I interrupted him)......Mr emperor, your royal highness, who is this princess and queen you are talking about self, because I don't trust you guys,

Bruce: (raising a finger in the air trying to correct me)....point of correction. I am no longer a guy, I am now a man and a Mr. To be precise.(And he smilled)

I smell the eggs but couldn't taste them yet.....it was like having a urge but can't suppress it but still dying from that urge. It felt like hours but it just only took Bruce 4 minutes to get done with the eggs.

Actually Bruce prepared egg and tea for me as breakfast, I ate it with joy because I was exhausted from last nights fun which we had.

Part 4 coming soon...

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