Bed The Mafia

Quenby and Fico

" But I can't sing" replied Fico as he enveloped Quenby's innocent body as well as his.

" But I want to hear my husband sing" said Quenby, with his eyes still glazed over.

" I'm sorry honey just ask for something else" refused Fico.

Quenby let go of his arms and then turned his back to Fico until Quenby's sobbing made Fico very surprised by Quenby's attitude.

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" Dear, why are you crying?" ask Fico while hugging Quenby.

Quenby released Fico's embrace and then the blanket that covered her innocent body was thrown to the side of her husband until it was plain to see her body it made Fico close his eyes while exhaling heavily .

" Dear, wear a blanket later you are sick," said Fico in a soft tone while enveloping his wife's innocent body.

" Let me be sick" replied Quenby in a tight tone as he brushed off the blanket.

Fico exhaled slowly to dissipate his anger, promising not to hurt his beloved wife.

" Dear what?" ask Fico in a still soft tone.

" As long as we were married I never asked for anything and now I just want my husband to sing, was my request very difficult?" quenby asked as she turned her back to look at her husband's handsome face with sadness.

" It's late, I'm so sleepy tomorrow, right?" fico Pinta.

A very tired Fico closed his eyes while hugging his wife and not how long Fico slept soundly while Quenby slowly let go of her husband's embrace then got out of bed.

Quenby then took the towel robe and put it on. Quenby walked up to the balcony and opened the balcony door, Quenby sat on the couch staring up at the sky - the sky where the moon shines and the stars are scattered and not how long Quenby cries.

Fico who used to sleep hugging Quenby felt himself not hugging Quenby making Fico feel his hand towards the side bed where Quenby used to sleep but Fico did not find it making Fico forced to open his eyes and look into the bed sideways and his wife was not there.

"Honey," call Fico.

Fico got out of bed picking up his boxer pants on the floor and his body felt the air cooler making Fico stare towards the balcony.

" The balcony door is open, don't don't don't Quenby go to the balcony?" ask Fico to himself.

Fico walks towards the balcony and sees his beloved wife sitting with tears not stopping out making Fico sit next to his wife.

"Why crying? It's night, go to sleep" persuaded Fico, wiping Quenby's tears with his two thumbs and then pecking at Quenby's pair of eyes and hugging him.

" I can't sleep Brother, Brother Fico if if I had gone, Brother Fico would have been happy and could have married a better woman than me," quenby said without answering her husband's words while looking at his handsome face.

" Why did you say that? I don't like to hear it because for my brother, you are the best woman for my sister" Fico said in a tone he did not like what his wife said.

" The proof is that I asked my husband to sing a song for me my husband couldn't have been if I hadn't been my darling would have been happy because no woman would have forced you to sing anymore," quenby replied with a smile but his tears did not stop coming out.

" Suenby!!! fico shouted for the first time while staring intently at his wife for the first time.