I couldnt stand to watch him go again. My husband. Brave fighter for our country. No thanks. Just death in return. But then again if you are lucky you will live. God how I hoped he would be spared. War is an unpredictable thing. You never know if you are about to be brutally murdered by our 'enemies'. I dont believe in war. We are all the same. All human. But yet we fight against each other. Murdering our brothers and sisters... But over what?! Nothing.
It was the night before my husband left to join the war again. He had only been back three days. It pains me to believe that he is killing other human beings like himself. But which ever way he is still my husband. And i care about him so much. Nothing could ever part us. Not even death. Anyway I was getting changed into my nightgown ready to step into bed. My maids had prepared it clean and crisp.
There was a knock at the door and I jumped rushing on my nightgown.
"Honey its me. Please let me in."
I was so relieved that it was him. My husband. My only reason for life. I called back to let him in. He opened the door. And there he stood. Shirt-less with oil staining his skin. His pants hanging low on his waist and beads of sweat dribbling down his forhead.
" I thought you were going to Alfie's tonight. As your last night
I said turning my head back to watch him gracefully get unchanged.
"What? On my last night the only thing I would
ever want to do is stay here with you baby,"
God how he was melting my insides. I got under the sheets turning my body onto the side so I could watch him. He was sitting on the end of the bed pulling his socks of and grunting as he did so.
He turned around giving me his gorgeous lopsided smile that I loved and would miss so much. Then turned back shuffling his pants of and flinging them onto a chair. Then turning himself around into a crawling position he crawled up the bed towards me. The sweet smell of him made my eyes flutter.
"Baby I wouldn't miss this for the world."
The lights turned of and we had the most amazing sex.
The next morning when I awoke there was a letter on his pillow. No him though. I took it turning it over to open. Inside was a letter and several rose petals. I nearly cried. It read...
My dear Rosella,
As you know I have gone back to the war. I love you and I promise I will never leave your side. Take good care of yourself. I will be back in a month.