One night when I returned home, my wife serves dinner to me, holding my hand I said, "I want to tell you something." My wife sat down beside her with me to enjoy a quiet dinner. From the look on his face and his eyes I knew he was being harbored a burning wounds.
Suddenly I do not know where to start conversations. The words out of my mouth it feels heavy. But I must let my wife know what I was thinking. I want a divorce between us. I then ventured to discuss it calmly. It seems he was not bothered at all with the conversation, and he was behind me and asked quietly, but why?
I refuse to answer. It makes me really angry. She threw chopsticks in his hand and started screaming at me, "you are not a real man." That night we did not greet each other. She kept crying and crying. I knew that she wanted to know the reason behind my desire for a divorce. But I can give him a satisfactory answer: "He has caused lost my affection for Jane (women my savings). I do not love him anymore. I'm just sorry for him. "
With a deep sense of guilt, I'm making a statement of consent to a divorce that he can have our homes, cars and 30% of our profits. He was angry, tore the paper. Woman who has spent 10 years of his life with me has now become a stranger in our house, especially in my heart. I apologize for him, for the time that has been wasted for 10 years with me, for all the effort and energy given to me but I can not take back what I had said to Jane that I really love him. Finally she cried loudly in front of me where I myself hope to see happen to him. Cries for me to have any meaning. Desire for a divorce in my heart and mind have been rounded and I have to do it then.
The next day, when I returned home a little late I discovered she was writing something on the table in our bedroom. I do not eat dinner but went straight to bed because of an irresistible sleepiness caused by tiredness after a day of meeting with Jane, she was my dreams. When I woke up I saw he was still sitting at the table as he continued his writing. I ignored him and went back to bed.
In the morning he gave the terms of the divorce that he had written to me since last night; He did not want nothing from me, but it only takes a month before divorce to treat each other as husband and wife in real sense. He asked me in a month's time we both had to struggle to live a normal life as husband and wife. The reason is very simple: "Our son will undergo a test in a month so he does not want to bother with divorce plans."
I agree to the terms of which he gave. But he also asked for some additional requirements as follows: In the span of a month, I have to recall how at the beginning of our marriage, I had to carry her as she thought back to when our wedding. He asked me to hold him for a month from the bedroom to the front door every morning. I thought he was crazy. However, let try to make our last days be wonderful to meet his request to grant a divorce to me for us.
I told Jane (my savings woman) on the terms offered by my wife. Jane laughed out loud to hear it and think that it is something strange and meaningless. It's up to me what a demanding but certainly he will face divorce we have planned, says Jane.
We no longer have sex as husband and wife during those times. So when I carried her out to the door of our house on the first day, we did not feel anything. Our son clapped behind and see us, saying, wow ... mama papa was holding. Our son's words really make a wound in my heart.
From the bed to the front door I picked her up and took her arms tightly around. She closed her eyes and said softly: "Do not tell this to our son's divorce." I dropped her off at the front door. He then went to the front of the house to wait for a bus that would take him to his workplace. While I was driving alone in my office.
On the second day, we both do it more easily. She clung close to my chest. I can smell and feel the fragrance of the body and clothing. I realized that I had not noticed this woman carefully for a long time already. I realize that he is not young anymore as it once was. There are small spots on his face, his hair graying! Our marriage has made him like that. For several minutes I tried to reflect on what I've done to him during our marriage.
On the fourth day, when I carried her, I felt a sense of closeness / intimacy began again broke out in the recesses of my heart. This is the woman who has given and sacrificed 10 years of his life for me. On the day of the sixth and seventh, I began to realize that our relationship as husband and wife begin to grow again in my heart. I'm not saying these feelings to Jane (the woman who would marry after the divorce). I think it would be better because I just want to qualify that he later asked me to marry the woman I now love, the Jane.
I noticed when one morning he was going to pick the clothes she wore. He tried some of it but did not find anything suitable for her. She complained a little, all my clothes are too big for my body feels right now. I then realized that she was getting thinner, and this is why I can easily carry on those days.
Suddenly the fact it is a stab in the heart and feelings ... He has harbored a great deal of hurt and bitterness in her heart. I then reached over and touched his head.
Our son suddenly appeared at the time of it and said, "Papa, it's time to hold and bring mama." For her, picked her up and carry her out to be something important in his life. My wife approached our son and hugged his body full of compassion. I turned my face to the opposite direction for fear of his wife and my son's situation will affect and change the decision to divorce at the last moment to meet its terms. I then lifted it with both hands, walked from our bedroom, through the lounge to the front door. His hands curled tightly around my neck with a gentle and very romantic like husband and wife whose life is full of peace and harmony with one another. I embraced her tightly, and it's like the moment of our wedding day 10 years ago.
But it is now lightweight body makes me sad. On the last day, when I hold him with my arms I felt very heavy to move, although only a step forward. Our son had gone to school. I hugged tightly and said, I never noticed all along that our marriage has lost intimacy / familiarity with one another. I rode my own vehicle to my office .... jumped out of my car without locking the door. I was so afraid lest something that made me change my mind. I went upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to him, I'm sorry, Jane, I do not want to divorce my wife.
Jane looked at me curiously mingled astonishment, and then touched my forehead with his finger. Is your body heat? He said. I dodged and took her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I'm not going to get divorced. Marriage life was boring because he and I did not understand in detail every moment of our lives, not because we do not love each other. Now I realize that since I picked her up and take it every morning, and especially back memories of our wedding day I decided to keep going to carry him until the day of death, we were inseparable from each other. Jane was surprised by my answer. He slapped me and then slammed the door loudly and began to wail in grief mixed with anger toward me. I ignored him. I walked downstairs and drove away from her. I stopped at a figure of interest along the way, I ordered flowers for my wife. Flower girl asked me what I should write on his card. I smiled and wrote: "I'll carry you every morning to pick up dead."
Evening when I arrived home, with flowers in hand, a beautiful smile on my face, I jogged up the stairs my house, only to meet with my wife and gave her arm around the flower to start something new in our marriage, but what I found ? My wife had died in the bed that had we lived together for 10 years of our marriage. My wife has been battling a malignant cancer that has attacked him for months without my knowledge because my busy to a love affair with Jane. My wife knew that he would die within a relatively short time due to malignant cancer, and he wanted to save me from any negative view of the possible birth of our son as a reaction to stupidity as a husband and father, especially the crazy and my stupid plans to divorce a woman who has sacrificed during the ten years of our marriage and for the sake of maintaining our son ...
---- At least, in the eyes of our son - I am a loving father and dear .... so the meaning behind the struggle for my wife.
Slightest of events or things in life affect our relationship. That is not dependent on the money in the bank, a car or any property name. All this can create opportunities to reach happiness but it is very certain that they can not give happiness of themselves. wife husband should give to each other's happiness.
Therefore, always and forever be a friend to your mate and make little things for him to build and strengthen relationships and intimacy in your marriage life. Have a happy marriage. You can totally get it, man!
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