The Time Hath COME.

The rain was pouring, I ran to avoid getting wet as much as I could, but my shoes and the lower part of my pants were soaked already because of the water splashing on them, my socks were also not being help by the situation, and the cold feet sensation made me feel uncomfortable, but was giving another reason to hurry up and get home. I don't remember the last time it rained like this, it was certainly a typhoon, but since we are in the opposite direction of the Pacific Ocean, we don't usually get those as strong as this one.

I finally made it back home, I announced my arrival and then took off my shoes and my socks to relieve me a little, and while I was doing that she came to the door.

"I knew this was going to happen. Well I prepared the bath in advance so now it is ready, you better get there fast, or you'll catch a cold."

"Thanks dear, you're a lifesaver."

"Don't mention it."

"Hey, would you like to come with me?"

"To make sure you don't drown in the tub?"

We both laughed.

"That's mean, Agatta. I'm trying to be romantic once."

"Any other day I'll gladly accept the invitation, but you can seriously catch a cold right now, so let's prevent that first."

"Understood, then I'll have the bath, then the dinner and lastly I'll have you."

"That's a good idea. Now then, hurry up or it will get cold."

"The bath, the dinner or you? Which one will get cold?"

"The bath and the dinner, you know that when it's you I'm always hot."

We laughed again and then I went upstairs. After my bath I came back to the kitchen for dinner, and then we watched TV until later. When it was time to go to bed all my pent up tiredness got to me, so as soon as I touched the bed I felt ready to sleep. Agatta lied next to me and with her sweet, charming voice she told me:

"Good night my love. Have a nice rest, but remember that you didn't give it to me tonight." Then she put herself closer and whispered: "So the next time you do me, you'll have to do it twice as good."

I smiled and then my lights went off.

The next morning I woke up in our bed, but she wasn't there, however I could immediately tell where she was by the delicious smell that covered the house.

I jumped out of bed, the clothes I use for after I bathe were on the floor as usual, but I wanted to have a romantic atmosphere, so I just put on my trousers, because I know she likes to see my bare chest and my ripped arms. She loves it.

So I walked downstairs like that and there she was, as animated as ever when it comes to the kitchen.

"Good morning." I calmly said.

"Ah, good morning. Breakfast is ready, I'm just doing some bento boxes for later."

Ah, you have no idea how much I love her for that, always a step ahead, always ready, that's my Agatta, the one and only one for me. I'm just so lucky to have her for me. Then I caught a glimpse of her legs, she was wearing shorts, a t-shirt and her apron on top of it. That's right, those sweet strong legs were there for anyone to see, and since it's just the two of us, it was my own private spectacle.

"Hey, sorry about yesterday." I said as I silently approached her.

"Don't worry, there was nothing we could do."

"Don't say that, it was all my fault. How could I have the bath and the dinner…" And as I said this I hugged her from behind, putting my hands on her stomach. "...but not you." I whispered those last words right in her left ear.

She flinched, but given how I was hugging her she couldn't move much. So I started massaging her arms slowly but with a firm grip, I wanted to let her know that I wasn't joking, there was no other way this was going to finish.

"So, how about I do you, and then we have breakfast?" I whispered again.

"W-w-w-we c-c-c-can't." She said in a higher pitch, she sounded younger, like when we're still students. "W-w-w-we are going to be l-l-l-late for school."

Late for school? What was she talking about? School was over years ago, we are now married, we live under the same roof. There's nothing stopping us now.

And that's when it finally clicked.

It was a dream, me running from the rain and getting home to my beautiful wife Agatta was a dream. Reality was that because of her parents being away for business I ended up staying the night at her house, but because her house is the one I saw us living together in my dream I got confused. She had the kindness of making me breakfast and even preparing a lunch box for me. And not only am I currently holding her tight enough for her to feel my morning salute, I even told her I'll do her before having breakfast.

How do I get out of this? How do I explain that I was having a dream and I confused it with reality? How do I get out of this situation?

My palms started to sweat, my heart beated faster than an engine on full revolutions, my knees felt to be made out of jelly and I thought I would have passed out, when suddenly, thanks to divine intervention, the doorbell rings. I have never been so happy that someone is at the door. So I let Agatta go and rushed to the door.

"I'll go check who it is!" I yelled trying to deviate the attention.

I rushed to the door and it was my mom. Thank God she's here, now all three can have breakfast together and I would not have to explain what just happened to Agatta. Or so I thought.

When I opened the door my mom opened her eyes in shock, I didn't understand why, until I realized I didn't have a shirt on. So she said:

"Sorry, I came to bring you two breakfast and lunch for your school, but I see that you two are still occupied. So…" And she left the bentos on the floor and ran away.

Perfect, now I have to explain what happened to two people.

I took the boxes inside and when I returned to the kitchen I found Agatta sitting on one of the chairs, she was looking at the ceiling, but at the same time she wasn't looking at anything at all. Her gaze was lost and she was breathing heavily. I think I have traumatized her.

"H-hey, my mother brought some food too, haha, that's crazy."

"Eh? Ah, mhm." She replied. She corrected the way she was sitting, took some deep breaths and then continued. "Well, I guess your mother's food is better than mine, so you can go ahead and eat it."

"No, I mean, it surely is delicious, but it's been long enough since I last ate something you made, and…" I paused, I was grateful the subject was now food but I still wasn't over what happened a few moments ago. "And you went through all the trouble to make it, so I'll eat yours. But…" I looked at my body again and realized I was still not wearing a shirt. "I'll get changed beforehand, I mean, we don't want to get late to school, right?"

"Ah, you're right. Then…" She said as she stood off the chair. "I'll better get changed too."

We went upstairs but midway I stopped and asked her:

"Sorry but, wasn't your room the one I used to sleep in yesterday? You probably have your uniform there, so I better get changed in the bathroom."

"Ah, you're right. Thank you for reminding me."

"No problem."

I took the backpack I left in her room and then left for the bathroom. I'm truly grateful that my mom came and brought food with her. As I've told you, food is the only subject I can use to deviate from a conversation to avoid fighting or explaining things to Agatta. So it really was a divine intervention, however I wasn't able to move on from what just happened. I can't believe I was so gone that I confused a dream with reality.

When I was done changing and cooling my head for a bit I left the bathroom, just to find Agatta also leaving her room, then we went downstairs and we had breakfast together. It was delicious, arguably simple, but delicious nonetheless. Rice, fried eggs and toast with jam. You could say that the only part she really made was the egg, however it has something different to anything else I have tried.

"Did you fry the egg with butter?" I asked her.

"Yes, my mom always toast the bread in the pan, and once she's done she fries the eggs in the same pan, just adding more butter. That way you have fewer dishes to wash."

"Incredible! I've never eaten them like this, and what a shame, they are delicious!"

"Really?! You liked them?"

"Of course, also you cooked them well from both sides, and that's exactly how I like them."

"Thank you very much. There's seconds if you want more."

"Really, then I'll have more please."

Once we finished eating I told her that I was going to wash the dishes, but she didn't want me to do it, since it was her home, but it really was the least I could do, since she did all the breakfast and the lunch for herself. So I finally convinced her and she allowed me to do it knowing that I wasn't going to take a no for an answer.

Finally we cleaned up and took our way towards the school. We were walking and discussing everyday things like the classes, teachers, weather and things like that, when suddenly the memory of what I did that morning came back to haunt me. I know I have to adress what happened at a certain point in time, but I don't think I'll ever be ready to explain why I did what I did. So I decided to just do it at that very moment.

But then again, how am I going to do that?

With the most courage I could build I asked Agatta:

"Hey, have you ever had a dream that feels too real?"

"Eh? Ah, yeah, I know what you're saying. It's like you wake up and don't know if that really happened or not!"

"Exactly, or sometimes you wake up and you want to take it exactly from where the dream left, right?"

She was smiling, but suddenly her smile banished and she just said:

"Could it be that…" And once again her head turned bright red and the sound of her brain boiling was perceptible to me.

So she faced forward and prepared to run away. But before she could do it I took her hand and told her:

"No Agatta, you should not run on the streets, it's very dangerous."

She looked at my hand holding hers for a few seconds, then she calmed down and replied:

"Understood."

We walked until the end of the block with me holding her hand to make sure she won't run, but then I thought maybe I was making her feel uncomfortable, so I decided to let go of her hand, hopefully she wouldn't run as soon as I stopped.

But to my surprise once I weakened my grip on her hand she held me firmly, she wasn't going to let go of my hand. I tried to talk to her, but as soon as I tried to pronounce one word she held with more strength. I think I get it. If not, you can't correct me at any time. But for me, she wanted us to walk to the school holding hands. So I grabbed her hand too and we kept walking.

I don't know what is going to happen today, but if I'm able to do something like this with my precious Agatta, then I can face any challenge that awaits me.