Fondled Passion 3 Cogan
I Need to Be Alone

The disappointment made me feel helpless sleeping in ceramics. When you wake up holding a sick head. The memory of the embellishment is recorded clearly in the memory.

I don't know, confused also between accepting and not reality, so I just continue to peg. Maybe, not about the commitment of love in us, but Dilla's act as if no longer appreciates me as a husband.

Thirst in my throat made me wake up. Stopped for a moment at the door, afraid that meeting Dilla would definitely hurt more, just from looking at her face.

Ceklek, I open the door slowly.

Deg, so shocked to see him lying on a ceramic tile, near the door. His puffy eyes seem to make the face tangled. It felt like a narrow room when I saw it. I cramped, and began to feel hard to just breathe.

"Congratulations on your betrayal that have disappointed me, and thank you for reminding me of your awareness."

My heart is gone. Back heart hit nestapa. I wanted to forget this matter desperately, but all kept turning back in memory.

Can not bear to see it if later in the wind due to lying down, then as slow as possible want to lift it in isolation, which used to always be decorated with happiness, but who now even do not want to go in it, if you want to enter it, now it is the circumstances that have to.

Rough breath throws through the sense of smell. Seeing his face was pity, but this pain could no longer be tolerated.

"You were all mine yesterday, but later I realized someone else was trying to steal you from me. Are you getting so fed up with our matchmaking that you've been hiding your affair lately?

"His pain is like being pierced by thousands of needles, not worth the pain of seeing you cheating in front of my eyes."

I dragged the suitcase slowly from the side of the closet, afraid to wake her up. The clothes one by one I started picking up. For a while I had to leave before him, maybe he or I needed to reflect on each other's mistakes. This self had been negligent of guarding, and she had forgotten to keep her honor as a woman.

"I am not handsome, not handsome, not attractive in your eyes, and a lot of money. But there are rights you don't fulfill for me. Love and loyalty."

The door starts closing. His face, slumbering, was slowly but surely the last I saw. I don't know until when, which clearly avoids it first is the right decision at this time. We both need to take safe steps.

Tests, the angle of the eye patch is no longer stuck in the water.

"I'm sorry for temporarily leaving you alone. With us so far apart, maybe you'll realize the mistake."

Strong is not strong, but must leave him alone. The first street of destination is the house of Orantua.

There can calm the soul and mind first. Who knows, there is advice and steps I can take next, after the lecture of parents who are always patient in living this life. Maybe you have a lot to learn first from parents so that the household is adem ayem, there are no disturbances, even as the situation is now hit by the storm of infidelity, that's how?.

Tin ... tin, I honked the horn to let the parents know that the child was now looking. Suitcases for a while deliberately not brought, fearing that they will even get angry, when considered to run away can not solve the problem. The mind is tangled, it needs some intake of calmness and peace.

Kiss the shrewdness of both their hands.

"Just kangen, Mom. So these nights are deliberately seen."

"Where's Mom's daughter-in-law, why doesn't she look?" He looked at the car.

"Sorry, really, Mom. Dilla, can't come because she's doing a lot of work, "Forced to lie.

"Duh, what a pity. In fact, I miss the most beautiful ghost in the world," he praised.

"Other times it will be Dio, bring it here. Maybe the timing wasn't right. Mother's cooking section number one, so the next few days want to taste it."

"Well, you can praise." He patted his shoulders.

"Have, you don't have to fuss this night, afraid of getting nagged by the neighbors as well, because the sound of you two is too noisy," he said.

"Well, this father. His name is also kangen-kenan."

"Yes, you know. But it's not nice if we have to reprimand the neighbors, good Mr. your negur first."

"Yes .. yes, sir. Don't forget everything."

"But, this mother. Not sewot, but reprimand, okay? Some children just came not invited in first, but instead given a question seabrek."

"Hehehe, yes. Yeah, we're all in now. It's been cold tonight, it's cold outside."

"Good, Mom." Giving a forced smile.

It felt like there was no more power to laugh, when the heart had been broken into pieces. No husband wants this to happen, but this time the problem may be trying to test and improve the quality of faith and patience.

In the room, I could not sleep quietly. The mind keeps getting distracted and drifting somewhere. There are so many questions and answers to prove.

"I feel like I've been tired of your behavior lately. I try to trust you anyway, but I can't help but feel disappointed in you. May you keep remembering that the highest point of being disappointed is not caring anymore. Sorry, if I had to leave without telling you first."

Some of the old scars have not fully healed. He can crack and bleed again just because of a very light speech, then temporarily avoid a great debate. Afraid if the wrong word to talk then the quarrel will not end, even we will both be hurt just because of this boneless tongue. It could be because emotions are not controlled can be a word misses everywhere, even can bring up the past that does not need to be revealed anymore.