An Overdose of Love
N2=My Missing Wife>>Rememememember His Words
I could only pensively catch a weak breath. The anger in the chest was like it had stung the soul and had scorched the ego, which was lai and again angry at him. But all was so lost that she watered her honest words about our relationship, that it left me a little torn apart.
I don't know why there are no memories at all about him, but all his words are as vague as I've ever done them all, baby thousand I really don't remember what happened between us, I really don't remember what happened between us, even the relationship memory of my wife's husband can't be remembered at all.
Why did the statement in his explanation make my chest throb pain, as if all his words were true. His angry and sad gaze gave rise to a subtle sigh in my heart that was increasingly strange. Really I'm really dizzy can't translate well what our real situation is like?.
"Is what the woman said true? Why I don't remember at all. Aaah, why is my chest hurting so much for what he said earlier."
"What's up, Adit?" asked Salwa who broke my daydream.
"Ee'eh, yes."
"Aye good? It seems that you are thinking about the words of the woman who claimed to be your wife earlier," Salwa suspected.
"Little anyway! But none of that will affect me at all, because my heart still loves you" I said so Salwa wouldn't say much anymore.
"Is that true, baby?" The joy of Salwa.
His hands continued to grow spoiled. I just kept quiet and didn't respond. His ears were filled with the sound of a woman named Ana.
"Yes" I answered briefly.
"Then let's continue walking, and take me to the clothing store. New clothes are out! All I've ever worn, 'shame to wear that one" Salwa's arrogant indulgence.
"okay! We're going to slide over there," I replied weakly agreeing.
My heart felt so sad when I thought back to his words. His face now haunts me and never disappears from memory.
We continued walking towards the shop Salwa had given us. He continued to withdraw his hand so that he could quickly comply with his wishes.
While waiting for Salwa to choose a shirt, the fingers were itching to check the device that some days I have not touched at all. How surprised I was when I saw the photo gallery. There were already hundreds of photos neatly lined up between my and Ana's photos, and the heart began to feel crowded when it saw her.
"Well, did I go too far with my attitude? Did I go too far to insult him? Ah .. aaah, is she really my wife?" The heart keeps on feeling guilty.
"Adit, what do you think of this outfit?" Salwa tried to show me.
The red dress matches her skin. Too sexy and open but for Salwa will be ordinary.
"Good!" answer me who didn't see it.
"But it seems a bit oversized dech! What about this one?" ask her again when my eyes are lazy to notice her.
Now the white dress she showed me.
"I tried it!" Salwa tried to get me to talk again.
"Heem."
About five minutes Salwa came back. With hands holding clothes hangers. A few suits of clothing he pointed at by attaching the body.
"Well, what is this?" ask again.
"Aah Salwa! From now on you keep going, if you like to just take everything let me pay. If we need the shop we buy." My angry tone with a shrill voice.
"Adit, iiiiih! You are that!" he said with a pouty face
The sound of a bang sounded loud. His higheels he repeatedly coughed on the floor. It seems Salwa will be furious.
"Ehh, sorry .. sorry, you don't get mad, ok!" I approached him trying to persuade.
Shoulders I'm holding. Trying to persuade not to bother. Women if it feels tambak will be difficult, then than overwhelmed better say sweet so that he is not angry anymore.
"You've gone too far to yell at me before," The promise doesn't like it like crying.
"I'm sorry, yeah! Because I'm not in this mood anymore. The innate taste in the heart again not delicious. You choose what you like, I'll pay you everything" I told you.
"Huh? Is it true that I can take whichever one?" answer with joy.
"Yes, what the hell is not for you. Even if you take all the clothes in this store, my treasure will not run out, "Boy flaunting.
"Thank you, baby!" he said that immediately hugged me.
"Yes. But after we pay up we go straight home, I feel like my head hurts and I want to rest, "My reason to Salwa for wanting to be alone is to think.
"Alright," he answered with his coquettish nature.
It was easy to persuade Salwa too, quite imitated what he liked must be his anger will disappear..
Pretty tired of driving Salwa too. What he saw and liked must have been whining to buy. It's overcast to take him for a walk, yes forced to go out many pockets. Her hobby was shopping. Everything that is seen will definitely be bought even though the price is slick though.
Now I have reached home, who had earlier brought Salwa home first.
"Huuuf," My breathing is rough as a result of my heart feeling a little muddled.
"Oh Allah, was my behavior really wrong. Why doesn't my mind remember our sweet memories? Is this a sign that he is not my soul mate, Aah, but if he is my soul mate, give me back my memory of his neighbor, so I can knit his bar ever again," my prayer in my heart is already a sense of regret.
Hair repeatedly. Trying to remember the memories with Ana but the reality remains that there are no memories at all. Frustration makes the head must turn.