
that day was exactly 24 years old, on the day of my birth there was nothing special but my status to be a mother who had given birth to her own biological child, either after giving birth to my personality and attitude increasingly changed.
whether this was because of the word dimas that said I was sickening or my sensitive soul was awakened from its hibernation, which obviously now I pay more attention to my appearance and more the spirit of spending money belonging to dimas, he said, anyway I no longer care if he will ask her back or not which is clear I will enjoy the last seconds before the three-tailed old jackfruit really kicked me in his life.
Since the moment was a new figure I now have a little free time for myself, after tired of taking care of my family I lately happy to shop and groom here and there, after, yes although my groceries are not far - far from the needs of our children but dimas who is now too chatty if he knows I leave the house without bringing his children as busy as he is for sure he would take it home and ask someone else to replace him.
Either because dimas craved and made him very tortured or what is clear at this time is very possessive, especially in the third child we adifatih nugraha, he said, fatih was born cesarean because dimas did not want to see me tormented to give birth and said he did not want to be burdened again if I died, aisss was a fucking husband when I had to endure the pain of his self-contraction instead of remembering bella and my death, huhhh between wanting to rampage at that time but the child in my womb seemed to rampage so that I was immediately expelled so that I only resigned when dimas determined something without my consent.
I like the possessive dimas, it means that he really likes and loves our children, but his possessive attitude sometimes makes me careless, how not dimas who used to be quiet and cold now has many words to correct all clothes, my lifestyle and the way I care for her children, there are only those who commented like
"The color of your shirt is too striking"
"That's a shoulder too exported"
"it's not worth your age"
"don't be away from the kids"
"Your skin is sagging free to look beautiful"
"Where are you going, fatih doesn't like being outside for too long"
"Children don't like vegetables, don't force them"
"Don't make me take off your clothes and shoes, you're like a bitch"
"Ca blah blah blaaaa and blah again..."
Aghhh sicken there is a shop that exchanges add husband and way of life ngak sigh I feel like I want a new atmosphere in my household, I miss, aghhh I, huhh please send me to saturn, hyks..hyx.
I'm tired of me huh this is too foreign to me, I've been a mother of three children at the age of 24 years over 2 months and that's, huaaaah enough you that I think I can not explain it, while my friends were still enjoying their efforts for fun I was already imprisoned with my former widower and his tails.
I guess I do not regret the presence of twins and fatih but huh dimas, dimas it hiks...hikss... tired. I know he was unreliable but a little attention without preventing or insulting me whisper?
tired even very tired of dealing with it, where fatih likes to wait until the night again, and he is always late to come home with the excuse of meeting, meeting.
where there is a meeting until midnight, lest he is a meeting but the same mother gunderuwe. aaissss but maybe his time with him has run out until now he dodged then slowly but surely we divorced hiks hyks mentally ill ngak the old man??