Boobala Darling Wins a Cruise: Part 8 of 9 (A fictional story set in Brooklyn)
Execution Day: Bang, you’re dead!
The next morning, Boobala woke up a woman, the first day of a new life. She blushed as she remembered her first sexual encounter with Harry, her husband. She was a virgin and although her wedding night was wild, she was uncomfortable and even painful. She smiled as she felt the warmth of Harry’s body next to her. Boobala sat up and stretched, enjoying the languid pull of her muscles as she suddenly cried out “Oh my God.” A shiver ran down her spine. Jumping out of bed, she ran like crazy to the bathroom and took a quick shower. She dressed once more in her baggy clothes, combing her hair back into a ponytail. As a finishing touch to her homey look, she donned her large black-rimmed glasses.
Boobala ran over to the bed and started shaking Harry. He muttered, rolled over and went back to sleep.
“Come on Harry, you have to wake up. We have to go to Mom’s house and tell her we’re married,” her voice was high and neighing, piercing his ears as she continued to shake him over and over.
Harry woke up from his deep sleep extremely upset, foul-mouthed. “Shut up bitch, I can’t stand your whining voice. We’re only married for a day and you’re such a pain in the ass. You remind me of your mother.”
Once again he saw her as a homebody. Shrugging in disgust, he said to himself, “My God, is this the crap I have to see and hear every day?” His tongue and throat felt like they were on fire and his head ached from last night’s loss of color. He yelled, “Hey Boobala, since you’re near the fridge, get me a Heineken beer.”
Opening the refrigerator door, he obediently retrieved the last bottle and said, “Harry, can you hurry up, please? It’s already 10:30.” Drinking his beer, he rolled his eyes at Boobala and yelled, “I heard you. !!!
Later, Boobala told Harry to wait outside in the hall while she went to break the news to mum. Mildred was sitting at the kitchen table waiting for her, her lips pursed in disapproval. Dad had already gone to work. That was a relief. She opened the door and quickly walked in, muttering “…Hi mom.”
Mildred looked up at Boobala, who was standing with his back to the door. Her face was distorted as she was ready to talk some sense into her daughter. She yelled at the top of her lungs, “Where have you been? You said you were going to Myrtle’s for dinner last night, and here it is 11:15 in the morning. I called Myrtle and she said you hadn’t even come.” .Where were you? How dare you lie to me?”
Boobala’s stomach clenched at the sound of Mildred’s screaming voice. Shaking like a leaf, she weakly replied “I got married, mom.”
“What did you say? Married??? Who did you marry?” Boobala, scared to death, blurted out, “Harry Darling.”
“Harry Darling? The student who came here, who isn’t a good bum? I knew it! I said he smelled like a skunk and you said he wasn’t your boyfriend?”
“I love him, mom,” Boobala yelled. “He is my husband.”
“Love, ha, you’re barely eighteen, what do you know about love? Did it get you pregnant?”
“No mom, we never had sex.” She answered.
Enraged, Mildred quickly got up from the table and hit Boobala full force across the face, grabbing her by the ponytail and shaking her violently until she started screaming. As she continued to physically and verbally assault her, she yelled, “I risked my life to give birth for this? Get out, get out, you’re not my daughter anymore. You’re dead to me. Don’t step foot again.” one foot in my house again. I’m taking you out of my will. You say you’re married, so let that bum support you.”
Boobala was in total shock and disbelief. He ran out the door crying and screaming hysterically, his hair completely messed up. She sped past Harry and continued down the stairs. Harry rubbed his nose with the palm of his hand, not knowing what else to do. After a few seconds, he ran after her. Neighbors began opening their doors to see what all the fuss was about.
No.: 10 (13-9-2011)
The Elusive Dream: Catch Me If You Can
Mildred kept her word. That same day she called the lawyer and changed her will, leaving everything to her brother’s family. Boobala was devastated, her complaint knew no bounds. She was so mad because she was her rightful heir, not Uncle Marvin. She was the one with the magnificent business head. Boobala kept saying to herself over and over, “Oh mom, why did you do such a terrible thing to your only son?” When she told Harry that she had been disinherited due to her marriage, he was shocked. There was a long interval of harassment in which her mind needed time to decide what to do. As she slowly recovered from the shock, she began to realize that her plan had quickly backfired. She now she had a wife with no inheritance. Angry, she would be gone for weeks. Boobala was alone, isolated from her relatives, always on the verge of despair, living from day to day. All the dreams and promises Harry made never materialized. He kept losing job after job. They began to accumulate debts, which Harry was unable to pay. As a last resort, after he terminated the lease on his apartment, they had to move in with Harry’s uncle Jake.
As money was becoming a monumental problem, Boobala had to find a job. He was able to get a job with a decent salary thanks to his experience in his father’s clothing company. He liked the job and he liked the salary he earned. “Maybe now he can save up for that cruise I always wanted.” she thought to herself. The more money she made, the more she stole from Harry and the further she sailed her dream. She was deep into the game, losing everything he had in his pocket.
Boobala regretted getting involved with him. His addictions to drinking and gambling had ruined a large part of his life. His sexless marriage had deteriorated into a dismissive relationship of verbal and physical abuse.
No.: 11 (13-9-2011)
To Be Continued: Part 9 of 9 of Boobala Darling Wins a Cruise