Dream Crack
IS163. Old photos
".... After the divorce between me and Canda, we returned with a closer brother-sister relationship. Her widow Canda and I, we never had any illicit relations even in our room. So trusting is Canda the same me, the ba*i*gan man who always takes advantage of opportunities. I also do not want Canda to be afraid and lost trust with me, with the meaning that he related the time we were widowed and widowed first even though I could. I kept his trust, because I knew that I was the greatest wound for him. Our relationship was better, after going through a divorce. Divorce is her will, not mine. He divorced me, because I was a philanderer on reunion night and I had one child with my college friend because of that khilaf relationship. Alhamdulillah, after referring to Canda. I am happy, he is happy, although between us there are two children with other women, there is also a child Canda with other men. A se*s relationship is better than a first marriage, as Canda can address her own fears about se*s, due to the rape incident. Canda and I can channel our fantasies and worship, with the same*s that we routinely do. The fruit of our love after the reference, mix between me and Canda. His face was always a shade of Canda cake, but his hard disposition resembled mine. It was one of our children, the biological joke after the reference. For our second child after the referral, it was about two years with the first child. He was exactly Canda cake, his nature was like Canda, but from the mindset that I often asked with dialogue with my son that. Apparently, his mindset is like mine. Little Cani, whose logic is playing, is not with her feelings. Though it was the daughter, the daughter who was present because we made it with the comfort of both of us. Maybe my fantasy is different now than it used to be. Because of adjusting to my life partner, who obviously had a major trauma and the culprit I. Let alone a little violence, his legs were pulled he was panicked, his mood had changed, because the actions of his feet were things that I often do just want to deceive him." Givan paused his sentence a few times.
"Why can't I believe it, A?" Ai should have asked herself that. But, Givan's story was like a joke to him.
"How do you need an answer?" Givan felt frank, but apparently the answer was not enough to make Ai satisfied.
"Yeah..... Rich is not real. Givan's time to think about other people's feelings?" Ai says things like this, because she knows Givan's character.
Givan reached into his pocket and took his cell phone. He opened the Google Drive app, where he kept his old photos with Canda.
"It's my first wedding anniversary with Canda. Our appearance, far from rich." Givan sat on the edge of the bed near Ai, showing her a picture of him with his wife.
Givan sat down together with Canda, carrying a cascade of conical yellow rice. Various side dishes surround the yellow rice, until it looks attractive and fast.
"Just one year married, I left mine with a lazy reason noisily. But the truth is, I'm lazy to ask colleagues about me not being married to you. One year of marriage, we were poor. Well, here's a photo of me being a paintworker. I'm willing to work, to live Canda." Givan showed me his picture with some other paint workers, whose clothes were so dirty with different colors of paint.
"It's a picture of me, Canda and the kids taking a free car walk. It's status we're not husband and wife, we get along with our children." Givan showed the photo with the atmosphere of the open room.
"She's Aa's wife, Aa must have been through a lot of stories with her. That's common, A. But what is Aa's feeling? I'm sure we haven't been lost, have we?" Ai asked softly, so that Kenandra could not be heard listening since.
"Well, you get it. My story is the same as him more, it's definitely his memories are more diverse. Not to be compared, with our memories of just a few months. Because it's definitely not comparable, Ai. If we hadn't gone away, I'd never have thought of Canda's life better than ever. If we're not done yet, I'm sure I'll try to keep you fit when you come again. Aye right? I don't, not because the kids are the reason. But because of the Canda that I wanted to keep me in this world. Kids, they've been away from us since they were kids. They live with their nannies, not us taking care of them taking showers and so on. I wouldn't be too complicated to think of children, because they're used to being left behind when their parents go on business trips. Who understands, Ai. A person's heart is fast changing, a month of living with Canda, even I have memorized how the smell and tone of his fart. It's not hard for me to forget you, but unfortunately to this day every colleague who asked why not get married, what's the problem. Not yet if the song is in front of Canda, I have to raise the mood of him who is damaged by the question. But now the cake question is not there, replaced by the question of how many children, why the small ones are not taken, so that's the point." Givan looked away, he remembered about all his children he had ever had dinner with at an official event. All colleagues to applause, because the children of Givan are not few. Not to mention the nannies who participated in the event, impressing Givan like a sultan because each of his children has a nanny.
"Don't you remember Aa's promise, when you asked me to have sex for the first time?" Ai's wry question, able to grab Givan's attention.
Givan promised it in the name of his Lord. Then, what if the promise was not made because he was disavowed? Is it worth it that Ai still billed that promise? Should Ai remind Givan of a promise that was not the cause of the promise never being realized? Didn't Givan ever make that promise work? However, it was rejected outright by the recipient.
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