Scars Of Marriage.

chapter 13 : Henry's Friends

We had planned to meet Henry's friends, so on the following day, Henry dressed up, and so did I.

We had breakfast, and Henry told me to follow him to his car. He said, that he would drive us there.

The car drove straight on the highway; surprisingly, we parked at a mini airport. Henry told me, that we would take his private jet, as it was an island.

The pilot and an air hostess humbly greeted us. Our journey then resumed.

A phone rang, and I discovered, that it was Henry's call. "Yes, I am on my way, okay, she is with me," Henry said to whoever was on the other side of the phone before disconnecting the call.

"They are so eager to meet you," Henry sighed as he said.

I wasn't. I thought, with Henry's camouflage attitude, I bet his friends must have been alike. After all, the saying, "birds of the same feathers flock together," didn't come out of thin air.

Wind blew by my ears as I looked outside the jet's window into the ocean below. "Look, it's over there," Henry said, holding my shoulder as he pointed.

I saw a medium-sized island, and different yachts were harbored around it. As the jet landed, I saw a very spacious and modern house. Coming out of it were two to three ladies in bikinis and lingerie, giggling as they surrounded a tall man who held their shoulders.

I have never seen such a scene in my life. I was taught that a woman should always be covered up and that every part of her body was a treasure.

But where did that get me? I was being treated like every woman I was warned not to be.

"Henry! So this is our sister-in-law! What a cutie!" the man said loudly. I hesitantly stepped back a little.

"Mat, I was just here a few days back and decided to bring her over," Henry laughed as he spoke.

"Shiba, come greet Mat; he is my childhood friend," Henry said. I could only step forward and greet.

"Halo," I calmly greeted.

"What?" Mat stretched his head towards my direction, an indication that he hadn't heard my greeting.

"I said hello," I replied.

"She is quiet like that; get used to it," Henry joked.

"That's how you like them, though," Mat joked as he scanned me with his eyes, his gaze simply impolite.

The two laughed as they headed inside; I could only awkwardly follow behind them.

"Henry! Your back!" A tall lady in skimpy shorts and a crop top shouted as she tried to hug Henry, but he quickly stopped her. The girl then turned towards my direction.

"Where did you get this child?" the lady asked.

"What child? This is my wife, Shiba; this is Roka. We grew up together," Henry said.

I somehow saw an angry, annoyed, and frustrated expression on Roka's face.

"Hello," I awkwardly greeted. Roka nodded towards me and headed back to her seat.

"Roka is still... tsk... tsk..." Mat said as he led the women in his arms to a large sofa.

"Where is Barron?" I heard Henry ask as he held my waist, leading me to an empty sofa.

"You know Barron; he is a lawyer, always handling those stupid cases. I wonder why he stresses himself when the outcome of those hearings is already determined," Mat said as he picked up what appeared to be a bottle of alcohol and chugged it down his throat.