All I want is your love

Chapter three

I walked straight to the toilet did what is suppose to be done and came out after spending like 30mins in it. I sat on the chair close to my dressing mirror, pulled out a vaseline blue seal nd gently rubbed it over my burnt arm. I added a little portion of white powder because Usman has warned me never to apply makeup in his house, and that stayed like that I don't wear makeup.
 
       I reached unto my closet brought out a loose long gown nd wore it ready to leave my room now. On reaching the sitting room, I noticed Usaman's door room closed meaning he already left for work I mumbled "thank goodness" I walked straight to the kitchen, prepared some breakfast and came back to the sitting room, eating my breakfast cold heartedly. I took a glance at the TV starring at me. Like seriously? I have a huge plasma 52 HD but I can't watch movies. Usman always make sure he hid the remote controls before leaving for work everyday. I've searched every single inch of the house but I couldn't find it.
 
       My life's a total crap. Usman don't even allow me with a cell phone,I'm like a prisoner in here. It is six month now since when I married Usman. Six month of regret, misfortune and misery. I bet even my mum won't be able to recognise me now. Like I know am dark skinned but not as dark as how I am now, am a little bit blumpy whereas am slim now all due to the hell am going through in Usman's house I took the last spoon of my breakfast, walked back to the kitchen and did some dish washing.