YOURE MY HUSBAND MR. GOD OF HEALING

our day

ng hair was dragging on the floor. The hair was so tangled and unkempt. The

, and a warder trying to unlock the paddock locked with chain on the door. The

ive at all. His cloth had worn and also looked unfitted on him. He was a cute, handsome, and attractive young man,

ave been set free" the wander utt

e" the warder added and put the small bag in his hand down on the bed. He turne

COMMIT, AHH!' the slim man soliloquized in bitter tone as he looked

n determination, and sad tone. He got down from the bed

walking behind the warder and leaving the prison. His face was filled of

nity you; it's not a bad thing to be an ex-convict. Being here is just to learn" the warder recited the normal spe

Without uttered a word, Madison started leaving. He was look

tood rooted on it, and looked backward. He looked at the

turned his head backw

treet. People, cars, hawkers

became sadder. He supposed to be

VE NOWHERE TO GO. I HAVE NO

see me as nothing than a useless son in-law to be. Where they framed me for the murder crim

s girlfriend's family was the only people he knew. It was

n a cleaning uniform came out from a corner at the prison. She was holding garbages on her tw

n at where he was. She threw away the garbages on the g

med in nerves tone, and hu

ed on Madison's face. He froze

ed you!" The woman uttered with tears swum down fro

ou" Madison muttered in low tone as

man looked at him in the ey

't you remember me?" She spoke in bitter tone

for eight years now because I believed you're st

bvious this woman is mistaking me fo

king me for someon

OF HEALING" the woman interrupted

Don't you remember anything? Even, what are

?" She placed her two hands on his cheeks, stared in

to your residence you will gain your memory back" S

too?' he intoned as he was fol

o end in the street I won't care to be acting as her husband" Madison murmured

*

i at the front of a beautiful mansion. The facial express

ious glance a

d in serious tone. He f

esponded. She was bitterly sad t

might recall your memory when you step inside" the woma

re many workers there put on different uniforms. Madi

MY OWNER!" As they stepped into the living room of the house

arted walking away like zombie. He fixed his eyes at the stairs that lea

she was, stared at

aring it from. He was rolling his eyes, and so c

kept tracing the voice that was welcoming him. The str

nd gently on the handle of the door, twisted it, and opened the

the room, the str

AGICAL STAFF laid on a desk table. The staff was bli

see. It used to be visible to who it h

nd wide. It was made of me

He looked at it for few minut

erously with his hand. An extremely brightened

is body, he started feeling indifferent. He beg

n nervous tone all of suddenly. He fe