I Hate My Husband's

Season 2 (35)

12 Years my son has grown up quickly, now he entered first grade Junior High, he became a cheerful child, but more like my nature anyway, there is no such trait to his papa.

now that's a picture of my 12-year-old son, he's really pretty, a mix between my face and Varrel's, people like that said.

"nih Jes, 17-year-old mama's photo"

"is this mama? hasn't changed until now her face?"

"yes yes, my mother took care of my face"

"great is my mom"

before long, Varrel came and sat down next to Jessie.

"what's this like is exciting"

"papa, is this High School time?" Jessie points the album photo at Varrel.

"yes why?"

I was confused, suddenly Jessie brought her face closer to her papa.

"why until now there are no wrinkles, actually papa what age is it?"

I patted my forehead hearing Jessie's question.

"father 35 years old"

Jessie blinked her eyes, though,

"means you're married to a 23-year-old mom?"

"marriage father is 4 years older than you"

I saw Jessie round her eyes as her hands moved trying to count her.

"he's 16, still in high school?"

"yes that's how it is"

"b-but Jessie was born 12 years old, what's Jessie's a pickle boy?"

"hmm papa keep this a secret from you"

Varrel laughed and walked into his room, while I looked at Jessie lowering her head.

"why dear" I asked.

"Jessie's not your mom's son, is she?"

I smiled as I kissed Jessie's head,

"just ask your dad"

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at night, Varrel and I were talking about my past and Varrel's when we first met.

"we met Chel"

"cook the Rok I don't remember ya"

"yes you won't remember"

"try telling me how"

"so when I was 10 years old, we must be the same age Chel, and at that time I, my mother and father, ate at the same restaurant when we were betrothed at the beginning, then I met you, I was so ashamed to meet you, because you are so beautiful"

I laughed, though,

"haha it's funny all the time"

"you keep calling me, hey this guy don't be shy with me, so you say, then I walk up to you even though I'm still very shy, then your hand holds mine, and then you say, by the way, hi. My name is Chelsea, who are you"

"i swear I don't remember the incident at all"

I was very surprised, and well I remember it when it was hit by a car, and the incident before it was hit I didn't remember it at all until now.

"yes, I remember being hit by a car, but before I didn't remember Rel at all, did I lose my memory?"

"iya Chel, you lost your memory, and I felt very sad to hear that, when I played with you you always kicked me out, and said, who are you not near me, you are not my friend, you are not my friend, at that time my heart was broken, I tried to recall the times we played, but you still kicked me out, hey boy you don't get too familiar with me yeah, you're not who I am"

I was shocked to hear what Varrel said, if I was that bad, after that I finally remembered that I had yelled at a 10-year-old, meaning it was Varrel.

"Rel I remember, I once met a guy, and it was instantly familiar to me, eating him I snapped like that, and was that not you? but why is your face different"

"yes maybe it's me Chel, I'm just the second time I met you I don't know at all, after knowing that you're Chelsea I just remember it"

"oh yeah yeah, it's a little small so a little bit of remembrance, uh but after that you went where?"

"i was invited by my father to go out of town on Papa Chel's business, and after that I hated you so much because you treated me like a stranger, and it turns out we were reunited until we became husband and wife"

"jeez, that soul mate is not going anywhere"

tok tok tok tok

the sound of knocking on my door made Varrel and I turn their heads.

"who's yeah?" call me.

"Maaa.. Jessie can't powder"

"you go in, baby, it's not locked"

then Jessie opened the door to my room, with me confused to see her sad face, then ran towards me while hugging me.

"mama I'm really your son, right?"

"why ask that"

Jessie let go of her embrace.

"i'm not a pick-up boy, am I? papa's.. Jessie's not a stolen child or something, is she?"

"you're the missing son of Jes" Varrel said, then he I pinched his thigh.

"can't talk to the kid"

I said to Varrel.

Jessie was crying, indeed my son is kind of a crybaby like me.

"do you ma, means Jessie is not your mother's child either papa.."

"Jessie you don't listen to your papa. He's crazy indeed, you're the biological child of the same mother"

"came?"

"now you're sitting in the middle of here" Jessie immediately sat on the bed and sat between the two of us.

"look at the windshield"

Jessie looked at the large mirror before her eyes right now"

"your face is the same mom and dad, look well your mouth is like a mama, your eel is too, but your nose is like your dad's"

Jessie smiled happily, though,

"iya ma the same, means yes Jessie the son of papa same mama right?"

"yes dear you are the only child papa, it was just a joke, now you want powder here said you can not powder" said Varrel then given a nod Jessie.

after that the three of us sleep together, while Jessie sleeps while hugging me, Varrel also he hugs Jessie and also me, yes Varrel's hands are indeed long to be able to embrace us both.

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I'm moved😢

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