The Vengeance of the son-in-law

''Wake up from your slumber'' Mrs. Kate said, as she tapped Caleb on his shoulder.

''Oh boss!. Is it you? I'm very sorry ma. I dozed off'' Caleb said, as he cleaned the sleeping gum out of his eyes.

He's been working very hard all day for his boss, whom he cherished dearly. He was also engrossed with much thinking, about his sudden and imminent journey back to his father's house, after four years of him being away.

''I know you're very tired sir. Once you get home, you can rest, since you won't be returning to my firm again. Meanwhile, here is your salary, and attached to it, is a cash of extra $40 for your hard work, and dedication'' Mrs. Kate expressed.

Shocked by her kind gestures, Caleb bowed and thanked her. She has been the only person who has been very good to him for the past four years, since he left his father's abode, a place of much affluence.

''You have been very good to me madam, and there is no way I would forget you. Thank you for making my stay here, a wonderful experience 'Caleb expressed.

''Honestly, I'm not happy that you're leaving. You know, I was about making you a manager in our new store but since you said you would be relocating, I reverted. In fact, you have really been a great fellow, and I must confess that my business bloomed when you started working with us. "She expressed her view about him, with a sad looking face, as she hasn't seen a worker who would be like him.

''Meanwhile, just take good care of yourself. Hope to see you again, when things get better'' She bid him farewell, they hugged each other, and he departed.

While on the road going home, he branched to a treasure shop, where he bought a silver necklace with the salary of $200 that was paid to him by his boss. Although it didn't reach, he added the $40 reward that was given to him, to purchase it. Then, he began to stroll home.

It was already night, because he spent a long time in his work place, where he was thinking about the kind of life he had left behind him, and still thinking about the life he would be facing very soon.

As he trekked home, his consciousness was no longer with him. He has no idea of whatever was going on in his environment because he was engrossed with thoughts.

Heavy rain began to fall, but he didn't bother. He still kept walking gently because to him, he needed adequate time to think properly on what to do next. Especially, on how he would explain himself to Cynthia, his wife, that he's not what she has ever known him to be.

He also thought that Cynthia, his wife, doesn't even deserve to know the kind of man he is because for the past three years now, both she and her parent's have been behaving strangely and negatively towards him, as they no longer value and respect him again.

Ever since Cynthia's father slapped him last year, he has withdrawn himself from the usual kind of affair he did have with them before. They were never contributing anything positive in his marriage other than constant conflicts and misunderstanding.

However, he just hoped that it would go well with him and his wife tonight.

''Definitely, it will'' He said in his mind.

''Hey, you, stop there'' A strong voice ordered.

He kept on moving, since he didn't want to believe that the command was for him.

''Hello young man. Stop there before we chop off your head'' Another voice instructed.

At this point, he now knows that they were referring to him. He looked back, and saw about five hoodlums stirring and walking towards him. He turned to his right, and was surprised to receive a strong slap from one of them who was very close to him.

''What do you have with you?''The guy asked.

''I just have a few changes with me'' Caleb responded.

''Bring it out, before I screw you alive, 'the second hoodlum ordered.

Truly, there were some changes in his pocket, but he reserved them for his transport, since he has already exhausted his salary on purchasing a silver necklace for his wife.

He deepens his hands in his pocket, giving his robbers hope that he was going to bring out money. As he was bringing out his hands out of his pocket, he ran out of their midst like a flash of light.

They started to chase after him, but they couldn't.

''We shall get back to you soon. It's a promise'' The leader among the hoodlums shouted.

Caleb kept running without looking back. While running, he fell consecutively on gutters, wounding himself. But he would rise up and continue with his already scheme.

When he realized that he was roughly injured and that pinches of blood were dripping out of his skin, he reduced the speed at which he was running, and started walking. At least, he has escaped from the robbers.

''Get out from my house, you idiot!!!'' The hateful voice of his father echoed in his ears.

''Fool! Never have you returned'' The voice re-echoed again.

At this point, he stopped, and fell on the ground. Passerby who saw him, didn't really know what he was passing through in his mind. Instead, they began to run, thinking that he was about to die.

He had quarreled with his billionaire father four years ago, over the death of his mother. In fact, he still has no clue why his mother had to die like a fowl, so mysteriously without any evidence of failed health.

''I just need to leave, for the better'' He voiced out, after remembering the complicated letter his father wrote and sent to him two weeks ago, accompanied with the several calls he was receiving from his relatives and some other strange people.

Caleb stood up, walked for ten more minutes and soon, he arrived at his home.

''Sweetheart!'' He called his wife, but there was no response.

He staggered to the bedroom, still feeling much pains in his body caused by the several fallings and bruises. He held the silver necklace up, to present to her because he knew that she would be in the bedroom.

He opened the door, and was shocked to see her on the bed with a stranger.