A/N: Just a funny thing I thought while I'm on my way home in the bus. Enjoy! Much love xx
Jealous
He never failed to stock the fridge with that freaking green sour fruits. Every fortnight when we went grocery shopping, the first thing that went into the trolley was that green sour fruit. Once, he attempted to fill the trolley with that green sour fruit and I ended up with another trolley.
It was so annoying. I failed to convince him that we can go another day if his freaking green sour fruit finished before it should be. But no, he was afraid that the grocer won't restock his green sour fruit again.
Every time I saw him, anywhere in our house, he was with the green sour fruit. It was always the fruit that was in his hand and not me. Well, sometimes he held me, and I liked it very much but, when he was holding the fruit, I felt like killing the fruit! What does it think it is? I'm his wife for God's sake! And he dared hold the fruit like it was his wife.
I really despised you, green apples! You confiscated my husband! You made him forget me! And I am very jealous! Honestly, he stared at the apple like he stared at me naked!
She had this enormous library and she filled it with new books every day. I don't know how much this woman read but I'm getting jealous of the books. Honestly, she held the books more than she held me! And she dared glare at me when I held my dear green apple like she held the books.
Every time we went out for a date night, she will bring home a book or two. So I will bring a bunch of green apples or two so she would get jealous. I'm not just handsome, I'm brilliant too. She will glare at me the whole day and night.
I will eat an apple when she read a book, can you guess how many apples I ate a day? Five! Sometimes it even made my stomach upset! But I can't let her win. I felt like she cheated on me when she fell asleep while reading a book. How dare the book sit on my wife's chest? She's mine!
I really hate you, books! You confiscated my wife! You made her forget me! And I am very jealous! Honestly, she stared at the books like she stared at me in all my glory!
