Regrets and Mistakes

Chapter 2

Narrators POV
He sat outside his beautiful yard,getting some sun sipping on some wine and buried in a book,he jumped when he felt her cold hands touch his feet," really ?" He angrily said wiping off the wine that spilt on his white golf T-shirt " good to see you too dear," she answered him in a sacarstic tone " I do not have time for this nonsense chuma" he got up from his lazy man's chair and grabbed his bottle of wine" this is all you do lately,sit on this stupid chair and drink like your life depends on it" she kicked his chair in anger. One could wonder why there was so much tension between the two,as he was approaching the porch when his phone rang " yes Nicolas" he responded curiously,she watched as he paced around the porch nervously,her cheeks fumed,clearly she was angry at whatever her husband was doing,he ran inside like a mad man within seconds he was out rushing towards the car,she folded her hands watching him reverse the car towards the gate finally disappearing in the tar road.
Minutes later he arrived at a restaurant,in front of him a young man who's face was covered with a mask" there is some new information regarding the case sir,his voice was horsey like he was high on weed,he placed the brown envelope on the table,trying his best not to look suspicious,the man grabbed the envelop and exchanged it for money while scanning the room,the waiter appeared asking for their orders  to which he already knew the answer" the usual" he responded to his question. The waiter served two glasses of scotch,he sniffed the aroma of the scotch with a satisfying expression on his face,the waiter chuckled but the chuckle was short lived by the glare served by the young man,the older man gave him a warning glare that made him leave. He then gulped down the scotch and left with the envelope,when he got to his car his eyes were teary,as he opened the envelope to see what had been discovered by Nicolas,he paused for a moment for what seemed like a trip to the past,after his mini visit he opened the file and curiously perused,his face was so hopeful... he noticed a knock on his window quickly opened the door to let the person in" how long have you been here" he excitingly handed the file to the gentleman near him,he was wearing a similar golf T-shirt and some kaaki pants and some slippers"and chuma" he asked with concern, " I need to do this,sibeso she will have to understand " he responded with what seemed like doubt in his voice,he clearly loved his wife but whatever was in that envelope seemed to create a distance between them" you have not been the same brother,you do not even check on your company,chuma has been worried are you not concerned about that"
His expression was shocking at this point it's clear he is willing to lose anything for whatever is in that envelope " I can lose everything to discover the truth sibeso,you need to understand " his friends response clearly shocked sibeso who just nodded in agreement. " does this mean you are coming with me"
" but of course,I know how important this is to you"
He shook his hand gracefully.
Chumas POV
See,my husband and I have had a beautiful marriage,we have been best friends,business partners and each other's prayer points,my heart is bleeding because I feel him drifting away from me each day,I remember the days him and I would spend in each other's presence, now all he does is sip on that stupid scotch and receive envelopes that he won't tell me what's in them,are they divorce procedures,is he trying to leave the country,what the hell is in those envelopes, I can only hope it's not what I'm thinking,whatever it is I know it's here to steal my husband and I will not sit back and relax while my husband turns into a stranger,the light is turned off ,I am dressed in my night gown when I hear humming downstairs,he is back, why is he humming,come on I have known this man for 30 years he only hums when he is happy ,I hear the bedroom door open" where is my treasure,my silver, my gold,my chuma" this is new,where is this romance coming from,I squint my eyes trying to pretend I'm asleep ,I smell his perfume at edge of the bed" woman! I have known you for so many years and I know you would never go to bed without knowing I am back or At least safe,what has changed " he asks " are you drunk" I plainly respond like I was not pretending to be asleep a minute ago,I just can not ignore him no matter how hard I try,I am shocked to hear him bust into laughter after I asked him if he was drunk,well I guess that's my answer, " come on dance with me " he extends his hand to grab mine the best thing I can do for both of us I'd agree to this so he can go to bed,I give him my hand and he pulls me close to his chest, I still burn up from his touch,my heart races the same,shivers down my spine are activated,what a love,his hand caressed my jaw as he gently pulled my head to his chest,the rhythm of his heart beat Is like a melody to my ear,there is no music but we Both feel the Song" we should sleep " I calmly whisper,he holds my hand gently and helps me get into bed while he spoons me out all night.