Neighbor, Really?!

Gecko vs Komodo Dragon 1.0

"Jack. We're talking about my new client, okay? Do you even know who he is?" Elsa tried so hard to get Jack to focus on their conversation at hand. She had to make sure that her husband knew who she was going to work with before she said Yes to her new client. But it seemed that Jack was more interested in his coffee than this conversation.

"My darling, Elsa. It doesn't matter to me, okay? So you don't have to bother explaining it to me." Jack sipped his coffee solemnly and then went back to examining the cup. Sometimes, Elsa didn't understand her husband who could be so immersed in something she thought wasn't important.

Elsa thought of another way to make her husband understand. She had just shown Jack the Forbes Magazine with a man with auburn hair and sideburns on the cover. She hoped that Jack could understand and gave her opinion about what if she took the job as his lawyer.

"Jack, he is the owner of The South-West Group. The eighth richest man in this entire country. Okay?" Elsa gave another clue by mentioning the name of the company led by her prospective client and hoped that Jack would remember. This, made Jack finally look up from his coffee. She thought that Jack finally understood.

"Oh really? He is the eighth richest man in this entire country? You have to take the job, Elsa. He will pay you very dearly. And it will make you not stingy with me." Jack took Elsa's hand and grinned widely.

Elsa grumbled and nearly slammed her head on the dining table. "Ugh, can we have a serious conversation here? I'm trying to tell you something important, Jack."

Jack took his hand away from Elsa's and once again sipped his coffee. Then, he picked up the palette and paintbrush not far from his coffee cup. "Okay, how about now you don't bother me anymore? I got a very good inspiration to paint. Do you know where I got inspiration from? From coffee, Elsa. Coffee." Jack rose to his feet and walked around the dining table to sit in his painting chair next to the dining table.

"This will be my master piece. Master piece." Jack began to arrange the paints on the palette and started painting.

Elsa pursed her lips and tapped the magazine on the table with her fingers. She watched her husband for a while before finally letting out a deep breath. "Okay. So you won't disallow me?"

"Disallow you for what?" Jack asked lightly, not looking away from the canvas.

"For me being his lawyer." Elsa said excessively, because she didn't want this to be a problem in the next following days, or weeks or months.

"Oh, no problem at all. With you being a lawyer for the richest man you will get a lot of money and you will give me a lot of pocket money too, right? I can buy lots of expensive paints, buy antiques that I know you hate spending money on them, and you know Elsa, how many instant noodles and ice cream we can buy? Millions, Elsa. Millions!"

Elsa wasn't in the mood to joke around while her husband was very difficult to talk seriously. So, because of that, Elsa got up from her seat, walked towards her husband, grabbed her husband's wrist which was busy painting, and deliberately moved his wrist in any direction so as to destroy the painting.

Jack gasped in horror and his jaw dropped to the floor. "Elsa! What did you do?! My painting! Oh my God! Elsa!"

Jack kept shouting curses while Elsa had already fled upstairs.

🌻🌻🌻

The next morning, Jack was seriously painting to replace his painting which had been sabotaged by Elsa when he heard the doorbell rings. He didn't want to get up from his chair so he let it be. He hoped Elsa would come down from upstairs and open it. However, the bell kept ringing while Elsa still didn't come down.