" Mr.Rosario, what do love about you wife? " the an old female friend asked him.

" Her face, Her beauty. "He replied still uninterested in speaking of her.

" What about her personality, her laughter? " again the persistent women asked about his wife.

" No i don't like anything else about her than her beauty. it was the only reason i married her. " He replied calmly yet wishing to end the talk, he walked away.
.........
Mrs.miller was thrilled to meet her new neighbours especially the one next door of hers, Mrs Rosario. An exotic women with deep curls. she wished to meet her after seeing at the entrance of her house with a dog.

" What di you Mrs.Rosario? "
she was asking impatiently.

The one being questioned was sitting across her with crossed legs and a stiff formal smile. she looked stiff and robotic like a doll for exhibition. Hearing her new neighbours question certain words flew into her mind.

' You are just a decoration for my house. Thats your job, so stay at home.'
Her husband once described

" I decorate the house. " she replied in her cooling voice.

" So you are a house designer, thats amazing. " the dumb women replied without understanding her words.


A story of a sexist husband and a physco wife who is obsessed with her Rules of love.

She followed her husband's rules but she had her own rules and theories. when he broke hers.
She will show him the real Danger in crossing hers.



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