"Babe, get my bags from the trunk," Esha said getting out the car.
I already had so many bags in my hand.
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How many hands does she think I have?
I went inside with the bags I did have.
"Where are the rest?" She asked.
"I gave them away. I didn't have enough hands to carry anything and obviously you didn't want any of it, since you didn't even bring one bag inside," I said irritated with her.
"How dare you?!" She yelled and ran outside.
Ha! See now she'll have to bring them in and she did.
She went straight upstairs.
I took the rest of her bags upstairs.
"Here's the rest of your stuff," I said.
She took it and put everything away. I sat outside enjoying the weather.
"Hussain," she said walking outside.
"What now?" I asked.
"I feel like we probably waisted our time with each other," she said.
"Just because I didn't bring your other bags upstairs, you are acting like this?" I questioned her.
"I can't believe you," I added.
She didn't say anything. She just went inside and since the sun was setting, I went as well.
"What the hell are you wearing?" I asked her.
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"I'm going out," she said.
"Can't you wear anything less..What's the word...showy?" I asked her.
"What's the point?" She asked.
"You don't love me anymore," she added.
"If you step outside of the house in that, I'm going to divorce you," I said.
"Did you ever talk to Vaishali like this?" She asked.
"What? I was never married to her!" I said.
"Your defending her!" She yelled at me.
"Your acting up!" I told her.
"I'm leaving!" She said but I blocked the door.
"Your not going out like that. Your my wife and I don't need other guys staring at you, like your a piece of meat that they can have," I said.
"You can't control what I'm wearing. Your my husband and not my father," she said.
I literally can't win with her.
"You know what, just go. I'm not going to come save you, if some guy decides that you are his," I said.
