
It turned out that my touches could make my wife as tired as ever. I smiled happily because Diana was looking forward to it. He enjoyed it so much, but it turned out that mine really did not react. My wife and I have been trying to wake her up for a long time, but I never wake up, until I feel frustrated and my wife seems to get frustrated.
Plaque!!!
Suddenly Diana's hand slap landed on my cheek. With indignation he landed his hands with all his might on both of my cheeks alternating many times.
I was shocked and shocked. For the umpteenth time I slapped my own wife with all her might and many times. It feels so hot on my cheek. I would love to reply, but I can't, I'm not the light-handed type of guy, let alone the mother of my children. I would never do that. Let me be the vent of his anger than he is to vent on my children.
"I tried, I'm sorry. I've been on medication and I don't know if it's still like this" I'm giving my wife a hand.
"Then until when? How long do we have to be like this? I need it too" Diana said in her curiosity.
"I don't know, which is clear you should be able to help me. Come with me there so that I can try it every day with you, in addition to that I also seek treatment there," now it is my turn to tell me my wish.
"What was Dave's school then? You don't think school's the best for Dave?" Diana raised her voice.
"A lot of good schools there. We put Dave in one of those schools. How, you guys come with me? I'll take care of everything later," now I'm enthusiastic to say it.
"No. Not at all at all. I don't want to sacrifice Dave's school just for our sake" Diana yelled at me.
"But Dave's not a problem. He'd rather we were together. I asked Dave" I said what I really wanted to say.
"Please!" Diana shouted at me.
Plaque!!!
his hand landed on my cheek. Now my cheeks are getting hotter and painful. I didn't think Diana, the woman I chose to be my wife, not only dared to yell at me and disrespect me, but she dared to slap me, even hit me. Do I always have to give up on him?
Indeed it all comes back to my mistake which is indeed very fatal and may still be imprinted in his memory and heart, but I have tried my best, trying to be the best husband and father for my family, he said, and I'm not in touch with any woman. Then am I not given a chance to get my rights back as a head of the family?
"Are you satisfied with slapping me? Can't you respect me as the head of the family? A husband who is the father of our children?" I conveyed my frustration to him.
"A husband? A father? Do you remember that at the time of the affair? By the time you do, do you remember us?" it turns out that I even provoked her anger, Diana was getting hysterically rampaged.
"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I'm sorry. It's been a long time since it happened, it's even been a matter of years that I didn't do it, can't I get a chance to fix it back to being what it used to be? Being a husband and father that you can count on and respect?" I don't know what comes out of my mouth I can't control it anymore.
"That's reliable? Ok, of course you can. You work there well and don't try to cheat again. But I'm sure you can't have an affair because yes, you know for yourself how you are doing now" Diana looked at mine with a disdainful smile.
I really hate myself for looking so weak like this. Even too weak to be trampled like this by my own wife. But whatever my day, I can only give in to keep my family intact, for the sake of my children, Dave and Laura.
"I said I can't. Don't try to talk about it again. The school is most appropriate for Dave, there the quality of the school is good," he said very tightly.
"Isn't it because of elite schools with high-social backgrounds?" I don't know why my mouth can't be controlled anymore.
"of course. You can see for yourself Dave's friends. Proud not to be friends with them?" he said with pride.
"And spend a lot of money?" my mouth again reflexed out words that I could no longer control.
"You mind? Didn't you say you wanted to be the head of a reliable family? I don't cheat like you!" it was like lightning striking me.
Diana reminded me of my mistake. He brought it up all the time, making me careless and wanting to avoid it. But I can't, because I want to take them, I want to be with them no matter what, because they are my family.
I quickly put on my clothes and walked out of our room, a room that contained new, very luxurious furniture at a price that was not cheap. I left the room in annoyance and Diana's scolding accompanied my footsteps towards Dave's room. I'd rather sleep with Dave, my hero with a face similar to mine.
I can't feel my tears dripping at Dave's peaceful face. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry for my mistake. I want to fix everything and be happy with my family.
Without me realizing Dave was moving and waking up. Maybe it was because I was too tightly hugging her that she felt uncomfortable or maybe because it was not as usual that there was no hugging her.
"Emmm... Papa's? Papa cry? Papa why cry?" Dave asked me in a hoarse voice as he woke up from his sleep.
I shook my head because I had no power to speak. Maybe if I say something, there are only regrets and sorry words coming out of my mouth.
"Papa don't cry, Dave will be sad if Papa cries. Papa why?" dave's little hand rubbed my tears dripping down my cheek in a word that deeply calmed my heart.
"No, gapapa Darling. Papa just misses Dave. Papa wants to sleep with Save every day. Papa wants to play with Dave every day. Can Papa?" I asked Dave to shift the question.
Dave's heart is very soft, I'm sure he's a good boy and can be relied on by Laura later as her brother.
"Can dong Pa. Dave also wants to be like the rest of Dave's friends, who get to meet and play with his Papa every day. Is Papa not going away again?" the words that came out of Dave's tiny lips made me tremble, and my tears flowed back when I couldn't hold him back.
"Dave wants to come with Papa to where Papa works? Dave could go to school there. And we can meet also play every day. How's it?" I went back to asking what I wanted to ask Dave.
And as I thought, her reaction was very comforting to me. He nodded in agreement and said,
"Yes Papa, Dave wants to!"