Not the Perfect Wife
5. Turns out it wasn't
Hay guys....
sorry has long ngak up because busy taking care of my son who is active ni.hehehee....
don't be bosen-bosen to wait for me to keep up huh...
have fun guys 🙏🙏🙏🙏
days change, months change we both get used to living alone in our own way.My son is very active, I admit if I am often overwhelmed with his activity but I always try to enjoy it.
every time he wants to eat or change clothes he always runs here and there, she's a very active daughter. Every morning I always prepare a glass of milk and fried rice for him, he said, after he ate he played while watching his favorite cartoon there I started preparing lunch for the two of us, because only we were both the food I cooked was not too much.
after we finished lunch and played together, I got used to just my son even though I felt lonely in my heart.
every minute I always see if there is an incoming notification, and it is just a waste, there is not a single message from the person I always wait for.
I tried to smile in front of my son, although this heart was very tired of wanting to run away from all but my son still needed me very much.
I realize that I am selfish when faced with feelings, but rest assured that I am very sincere in loving and loving my husband.
with all my heart waiting for him, and my prayers are always for him. Wherever he is now.
I was eager to contact him, but I realized that every time I tried to talk to him I was just a nuisance to him. With a heart that was sure he would return, I waited in a silent manner without disturbing him.
every night I fall asleep with tears still dripping, until I wake up early, these tears are still dripping.
me and the kids every weekend we go to Timezone to play, even though my son plays and I just watch him.
my heart is happy to see the little smile of my son, who ran happily trying all the rides on that Timezone.
it didn't feel like it was late afternoon, I took my son home but before I came home I turned him over our new bread completely back home.
my son with a lot of babbling and happy, I responded with a smile and answered every question.
arriving at home my son immediately ate his bread while watching his favorite cartoon and I immediately prepared dinner for the two of us.
after the food was ready, I took off my son's clothes and washed his body with cloth and warm water.After I finished changing his clothes and feeding him with the food I had prepared.
while watching, playing, running away I tried to feed him long enough until finally the food ran out, I immediately gave him water and let him play.
I immediately ate and cleaned the kitchen until everything was clean and I cleaned myself, after I finished making a glass of milk and gave it after that I invited my son to tell a story.
after he fell asleep I immediately turned off the lights and lay down beside him, but always these eyes could not fall asleep much of what I was thinking, rather the heck I was longing for, but what my day is right now I'm just a woman who can only cry in every silence without having to know when these tears stop.
my sleeping hours are not regular, eating is rare for me.
every time showing at twelve o'clock I always wake up and pray there I express my heart that is the same every day, never bored for me to pray.
after praying, these tears were hatched without stopping until I fell asleep in the silence of my heart and soul.