Chapter 62

We finally left the condo and rode the elevator.

“Maybe he was the one who sent Lorex to jail,” Bolat commented while we were walking.

I almost forgot, how’s Lorex?

“Girl, I know your husband imprisoned Lorex. Your husband is not very angry. ”

I haven't heard from Lorex since our encounter at the hospital, and it's also good that he doesn't bother me so that our lives aren't messy.

I hope Lorex will change for the better.

“You like gossip. You know everything that is happening.” I scold her.

Even the news in the other country he knows and updated, I am being updated too.

Bolat giggled.

“Hot handsome lawyer.” I slap him on his shoulder.

“Ouchy!” He reacted, and he slapped me too in my arm.

“You are so amp!” He glared at me.

“What amp?” I asked.

“Amp. am feeling beautiful!”

I don’t get him.

I even told him about Kienzo because he wanted to know. We just talked until we got to the firm, but I had diarrhea. I think I'm making the wrong decision so far. I don't think my shit will reach Kienzo's office anymore.

As we entered Kiki's office, I saw him holding Poques arm and their faces were near each other.

What are they doing?

Are they going to kiss or pray?

After Dolly, there is Poques. I know Kiki is handsome, but why do his women have a trash name?

Bolat gasps. That’s why we get their attention.

“Claire,” Kiki called my name. He released Poques when he saw us.

“Who is she, Kienzo?  Why am I always seen here?” Poques.

Kienzo ignored him, and Bolat approached us.

“What are you doing here?” Kienzo asked me.

I looked at that Poques, and he looked at me too. I remember that woman. I will never forget the woman approaching Kienzo.

Poques is her name of her, and I can never go wrong. On September 12, I saw her in Kienzo's office at 10:33 in the morning.

“Kienzo, who is she?” Poques asked and also approached me.

I looked at Kienzo, hoping he would tell the truth in front of this woman, even though we both had a conversation.

“Poques, you may go.” Kienzo's eviction of the woman.

“Who is she?! We are about to kiss, but because it did not continue, you are also sending me off.” Poques said like a childish.

I am silent, looking at them.

“I won’t go!” She crosses her arms.

“Kienzo.”

I called his name weakly, but I knew he had heard me.

“Poques, she is my wife. So, please stop bugging me.”

Kiki pulled me to him, and he snaked his hand on my waist; this was the matter I didn’t expect.

Poques face was shocked because of what she was seeing while Bolat was smiling widely and giggling.

“I thought you were not married?!”

“Well, I am. Please, stop visiting me.” Kienzo.

“I’m gonna tell this thing about my dad!” Poques snarled and walked out. She slams the door. She was fuming mad.

“What are you doing here, wife?” Kienzo asked me and pulled me into the visitor’s chair.

“Is she your friend?” Kiki asked, referring to Bolat.

"Ah, yes, I'm his friend." Bolat gave Kienzo a broad smile, but my husband hugged him and sat in his swivel chair while I sat in the visitor’s chair.

“Hey.” Kienzo grabbed my attention.

“She’s a friend of mine. There’s nothing to be jealous of.” Kiki assures me.

"Are there any friends kissing?" I asked and brought my face close to his.

“So, you’re going to believe her?” he asked while frowning.

“Then what I saw awhile ago? Why are your faces near each other and taking notes, jotting down notes, and you are holding her hand? Kindly explain carefully to me, Vlad?” I gave him a sarcastic tone.

This man tried to lie, and I will punch him and send him to the hospital again. But guys, I wanna poo. I feel my poop wants to come out.

“She’s trying to kiss me, and I held her arms to stop her.” He explains.

I will never catch this man because he is good at lying and hiding things from me.

I look at myself differently.

“Trust is important in a relationship.”

See, he is using that trick on me so he could pass this.

What can I answer him?

I want to poop, then I am thinking of answering him: this suffering, huhu, double kill.

“Thrust is important but doesn’t explode it inside.”

That’s what I learned from Bolat.

I looked at Bolat sitting like a queen on the sofa. This man has a thick face. I didn’t invite him to sit, but he sat.

Kiki's eyebrow became one line, and I smiled widely at him.

“You are such a feeling.” I laugh.

Maybe I need to search for the republic acts so I can defeat him. Having a lawyer’s husband is hard because you can’t beat him that easily. He knows how to reason.

“By the way, what is the sudden visit?” He frowned and got back to his seat.

See, he changes the subject. I am going to give him the crown.

I stand up when I feel that it is coming out for real.

“Nothing! Someone said that your mistress was here, so I came,” I reasoned and pulled Bolat with me.

“We are going,” I said, and I hurriedly pulled Bolat outside.

“Claire!” Kiki shouted my name.

I am going to poop.

We find the Cr.

“Bolat, I really can't take it anymore.”

I pulled Bolat out of the office. That man might chase me. I am shy to say to him that I want to poop; this is embarrassing, and when will I make awkward moments like this?

Bolat is laughing at me while we are finding the CR.

“I already told you to poop in your condo, but you didn’t listen to me, and now you are suffering. What if this building doesn’t have CR here?”

His voice is loud, and someone looks in our direction.

“Eh, their CR here is different. It smells good and big.” I reason and fight the poop to come out. It is going out anytime, and it will come anytime soon.

Bolat laughed at me when he saw me having a hard time.

“Bolat, it is coming out,” I informed him.

He laughs even more.

“Lesson learned. Poop already before leaving the house. Poop already, okay?” He advised me while laughing.

I pulled him when we saw the CR signage.

I abruptly entered one of the cubicles and came out of my hatred in this world and for Kiki. Joke!

“It so smells bad!” Bolat said while laughing and covering her nose deeply.

“Bolat, there’s no water!” I shouted in nervousness. We lock the whole CR. No one can come in, and they won’t smell it.

I heard his laugh.

“Wait, I will find something you can use.” He told me, and I heard his footsteps.

I am glad I bring Bolat with me, or else I will, Enzo!

The flash is not working, and it’s a wrong decision that I poop here, and I am glad no one was here a while ago, or else I will force them to leave.

“Here,  I saw the janitress and borrowed this from her,” Bolat gave me the big cup from the above.

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It’s been two months that had passed, and our relationship is still okay. Sometimes we have a misunderstanding.

“Claire,” Kiki called my name out of patience.

I am here in the living room of his condo. I am busy watching while my feet are on the center table and eating junk food.

“Where did you put my gray polo?”

“There,” I answered while not leaving what I was watching.

“Where is that?” He asked again.

“Find it there; I just put it there.”

I chew and still do not look at him. I heard him sigh.

“Don’t you know where to put back the thing you used or got?” He asked me tiredly.

I did not mind him and chewed the pringles in my mouth.

He has been like that since morning.

“Claire Velasques, I am talking to you.” He said hardly any more on warning me.

This time I look at him with an innocent face, “why?”

“Look all over the condo.”

I look at it, and it looks fine and clean.

What happened to that condo? I did not get out, and no one came here and stole, right?

There are many things on the floor, but it is clean, and I see nothing dust. I will throw out the plastic that is still near the TV later and my plastics of junk foods.

“What did you do? I came into the office to check for something for one hour, and when I got back, what all of this mess? I have been cleaning since yesterday. Actually, since one week straight.”

What does he want to say?

“Look at those plastics of junk foods. They are all over the condo. There’s also a pizza box in our room, which was still there since the morning I left.” He said annoyingly while both hands were on his waist.

He did not make it and get all the plastics on the ground floor.

And is he shouting at me?

He has no right to scold me because he is my janitor here in the condo. I am the boss.

“And why are my clothes over the condo?” He raises his eyebrow at me.

I get his clothes from his closet to wear. Then when I am tired of all of them, I put them aside. I am too lazy to put them back or in the laundry basket. I feel my body is heavy, and I can’t carry it. All I just want is to sleep and eat.

I roamed my eyes again in the condo.

I also saw a ballpen on the ground floor near the CR, a room, and a paper.

“How many times do I need to tell you that you should know how to clean.” He scolds me.

We had been fighting over this matter.

“Then get your mad. Why am I your maid?”

“If you want someone to clean the condo, you shouldn’t marry me; instead, get yourself a maid.” I annoyingly shouted at him.

“Here, get these. You might get mad because of these foods.” I throw the food at him

“What?!” he reacted in disbelief.

What does he want to say?