Jangle

The doorbell jangled loudly. I went to open the door. The sight their took my breath away. It was my husband. My child ran passed me and jumped up and hugged him tightly, refusing to let go, after all he saw his father after 6 long years. 

The expression on my face was readable I belief because my husband said, “You look shocked dear. But I think I detect something else too…..” He paused. I looked directly into his eyes, “Fear….. Are you scared of me?” My child said something in response to what he heard from his father but I was not listening, my mind was already preoccupied. I turned around and ran as first as I could to my ground floor bedroom. I closed the door and brought out the hoe from my bathroom, where I had kept it hidden since that day 6 years back. I jumped out of the window into the garden. I started digging and at last I came to that spot and found my husband peacefully sleeping, now a skeleton unlike the man of blood and flesh who I had buried six years back. 

Exactly at that moment I knew my end was near. 10 years back when we got married I had told him that if he ever dies I would prefer to be dug alive with him in his grave rather than face the rest of my life alone. I guess my wish is finally coming true. I know he was standing behind me, his hands on my waist. I never believed in spirits but from now I think I would if only I ever came out of this day alive.  At that exact moment I heard his deep manly voice, “The insurance money, the properties, everything….. 6 years was long time you got to enjoy these things but now you have to say goodbye to it all….. I guess to your inspector friend too but I think you could meet him again….. Your inspector friend was quite helpful I had heard…. So maybe I would like to take care of him too….. Just after I send you off to my grave like you had wished….. Bye love…. I hope you enjoy your afterlife journey” He kissed my cheek. I struggled a lot but he was always strong and death did not make difference. And then I felt a hard push. 

I woke up sweaty. It was 3 am. And then I heard a voice, and chills ran down my back, it was so much like my husband’s. “Incredible dream….. Right baby…… it was a great entertainment, yes baby?…. Like that movie you and your inspector friend went out to watch after he closed my murder case with those dollars you had offered, a part of my death insurance money….. 

Anyway I think I have entertained you enough and now I would like you in my arms, right in my grave….. Like you had wished……”

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