
A couple enjoying a small sight before their eyes. In the spacious and beautiful garden they pamper the eyes by seeing some small children playing cheerfully. It looks simple, but it is a big dream for both.
Neta sat speechless while smiling one hand moved rubbing her flat stomach while her eyes stared full of longs. The opposite gaze was parallel to the smile that seemed to be saying that he wanted it so much. The eyes that seemed to tell me I also wanted to have children like them.
Beside him sat a man who understood how he felt hurting his wife. The feeling of where he wanted to have yet reality did not seem to side with the two. Because the two of them are still in the midst of doubts between being able or not to have children.
"You why is your face so moody?" asked Keiji while wiping his wife's black mane.
With a meaningful smile and a pushy gaze that is difficult to explain Neta also answered him. "Do I look moody? I tried to laugh."
Either by coincidence or at the same time came a ball rolling towards them. The little blue ball was not long overtaken by its owner. The figure of a little boy with short legs running while laughing following the ball.
"Ball! The ball!" said the little boy with the look of his cheerful face he pointed at the ball that Neta was currently holding.
"Is this yours, baby?" asked Nita with her feelings that were so happy the little figure was like an angel who was greeting her.
The atmosphere around the place instantly turned warm and felt so pleasant that the sparkling Neta face adorned it. Kei who saw that also smiled in silence he just observed the interaction between the two. In his imagination he imagined that someday there would be such happiness approaching him.
"Ball! The ball!" Answer the little boy by prancing around and pointing at the pattern.
"Yes, this is Auntie giving me. You play it carefully, handsome. Where are your parents?" neta asked as she looked around the little boy who seemed to be alone without an adult following him.
"Just give Ta the ball, let him go back to his parents" Kei gave his advice.
"Yes I want to return the ball dear but where are the parents, what if the parents are currently looking for this little boy? I mean maybe this little kid is lost because he's too cool to play the ball" said Neta, who was trying to explain what he meant.
Not long after that appeared a woman who looked panicked and looking for the whereabouts of her child. The woman then approached and immediately carried the little boy with an anxious look on her face. He seemed to be worried about the child.
"Is this your son?" the real Neta asked was only intending to make sure that it was really the old man of the little boy.
"I've been looking for him since he was here. Oh right if I don't mistakenly recognize you guys are a famous couple a few months ago because of an affair, right?" ask the woman with curiosity.
Kei, who was listening to the question from the woman instantly clasped Neta's hand and pulled her away. He did not want any discussion that was too long about the bad event. Yes, I do not want Meta to sink back into the sadness of the negative predicate attached to him even without him wanting.
"Let's just get out of here" Kei asked by pulling Neta's wrist and he stepped on his foot.
The facial rautneta looks flat and ordinary when her husband is as if he is providing protection against her. She just kept following where her husband was taking her away. There was no rebellion or resistance.
The two got into the car and sat down without talking to each other. Presumably the question of the woman they had just met in the park had managed to make the wound in Neta's heart gap again. How not to question him as if he was showing how well Neta in front of others he is still a snatch of people's husbands.
"Remh ... I guess they're all starting to forget that old story. But it's not yet, they still remember it. I should know who my husband is now. Not just a small person who does not have a position that is easily forgotten. I should have realized that my husband is a great and respected person and how could they forget so easily?"
Neta was just mumbling but what she said sounded so clear in her husband's ears. Kai turned his head, he looked at him so non-existent that a thousand regrets had rained down on him. Not wanting to get caught up in a gay conflict prefers to be quiet and ignore the incident.
"Have not been remembered again this is a warning for us so that we do not get out of hiding too soon. We just have to hide a little longer. Don't think about asking me to divorce you just for something like this. They have their own mouths and minds and we cannot stop them even if the facts are not like that. I hope you can understand and fight with me," Kei said without looking at his wife's face as he continued driving his car through the city streets.
"Yes I think you're right I just have to pretend to be deaf and blind for a little longer" Neta said of her husband's statement and it was as if she was agreeing and doing well.
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It cannot be denied that in fact the meeting with the foreign woman left a wound. Until at night when Key was working Nita chose to go out and again he sat near the grave of his son. His hands moved rubbing the ground that began to be overgrown with green grass.
"Son, now I understand why God called you. God doesn't want you to feel the pain you feel. Their assessment of the mother has not changed. God took you first because he loved you he didn't want you to feel bad judgment from someone else that was so painful" Neta said so quietly.
But a man standing behind him in an upright posture and his hands tucked into his pants pocket could still hear Neta's words so clearly. Yes, that man is Kenichi. I don't know on what basis he stood there and listened to every word Neta spoke.
"Why am I interested in this sad statement?" thought Kenichi.