Love Me Please (Related cruel husband)

Endless longing meet

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A handsome man sat with a blank look. In his hand held a figura containing a photo of a beautiful woman. He held onto the figura and looked at it with a clear melt flowing down his cheek.

His appearance was unkempt and untidy. Ruffled hair. The eyes of the panda and his body also looked thin.

"Where are you? I miss. I miss cooking you. Wanna where?" While rubbing the figura.

He put the photo on her. A look at the events of someone who has disappeared in the past few months. Missing. Go awayl. Where to?

"What you said was true. That I'll regret it after you're gone and gone. But can I regret wasting you? I don't love you. But why do I feel like my life has been empty ever since you left my life. I feel like my life really doesn't matter." Lirih.

He stared blankly out the window of his room. A mirage of the beauty of the stars scattered in the night. A lined star that seemed to be mocking her who was being injured at this moment.

"Star, I'm a bad husband to a good wife. Star, now I'm sorry I hurt my wife. Now he's really gone and proved his word but why do I feel like half my soul is gone. Am I starting to love my wife? And realize my feelings after she went missing and left me?"

A miss who finds no common ground. Farewell is a living proof that there is no eternal togetherness in this world. Longing is about a sense that cannot be fused separated by sparse space and time. Then what if it misses someone whose existence is somewhere? Its existence is hidden in the bowels of the earth. I feel that miss is so torturous.

The man closed his eyes for a moment. Remembering the cry begging his wife that night again made his heart like it was hit by thousands of tons of stones to make his heart shatter formless. Evil, so evil that's who he is. Even if he did a lot for his wife, he would not be able to atone for all the sins and wrongs he had committed.

"I miss you. Miss you so much. God gave me one chance to go through all my mistakes. I promise I'll make her happy and look after her for the rest of my life." He held his chest holding back the tightness that started attacking.

He was tired of crying. Crying as hard as possible will not make those who leave come back who are lost appear again. If I could regret it, he was very sorry. Hugely. Deeply sorry. But are you just sorry everything will return to how it was. Can't take something that's missing in your grasp.

The man stood up from his seat. He rubbed his face violently, then walked towards his bed. He broke down his body and hugged a shabby shirt to treat all his longings.

"Huweekkk."

The man immediately rushed towards the bathroom.

"Huweekkk."

"Huweekkk."

He vomited a few times. But nothing came out of his mouth other than a clear-colored liquid.

The man was sitting on the bathroom floor. His breath was hunting and his body was limp.

"Why this? Why does my stomach feel shaken and my body is so limp?" He was quiet while sitting and helpless.

"Huweekkk."

"Huweekkk."

"Huweekkk."

Several times the man took out what was in his stomach still came out only clear liquid. Because he ate infrequently, only once a day was forced.

"Oh my God, what's wrong with you?" The Assistant asked in panic while helping the man stand up.

"Heru, my body_."

"Huweekkk."

"Huweekkk."

"Huweekkk."

He felt his body limp and his head dizzy instead of playing.

"Slow down, sir." While helping the man sit in bed.

"Heru, why is my body so limp and my stomach feels shaken? My head's dizzy Heru." His complaints were kneeling his temple which was indeed throbbing pain.

"Wait a minute my master will call the doctor!"

Heru breezed out of his master's room to look for a doctor.

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"Room."

"Where are you, son? Where are you, son? Miss you! Forgive Mother. Mother does not mean to throw you away. Mommy. Mother is forced." She hugged a photo of two twins with a red ribbon on her head.

The middle-aged woman leaned her back against the wall of her bed. Body's tired. After the departure of her first daughter in a deadly accident that claimed her life and all her dreams, she had no passion for life. The missing daughter he's been looking for for decades has been left with no news. It was as if all the news had been shut down by the fact that he did not want to return his daughter again.

"Now, you must have grown up. You must be as pretty as your brother. Mother wants to hug you, son. I really want to." He closed his eyes. Fetch all the flavors there.

"Nirmala."

The husband sat in the bed. As a husband he is very concerned about the current state of his wife.

"Rest me."

The woman nodded. He hugged the photo and lay down. The husband raises the wife's blanket and keeps the woman asleep in her sleep.

'I promise I'll find our daughter, honey. He must have grown up by now. Relax, I'll look for him anywhere. I will even search for it to the ends of the world." He kissed the woman's forehead and walked away from the wife's room.

He's headed to his study. It's where he gets creative about work when he doesn't want to go to the office.

"How's it?" Ask her to sit in her seat of greatness.

The assistant shook his head "We haven't been able to trace Mrs' whereabouts." The assistant replied "According to the information I have, Mr. Agam died a few years ago while Mrs Irina also died a few months ago. After that there's no more information we can get sir." Evidently.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath while closing his eyes for a moment. Trying to be calm and not rash in looking for his daughter. It's been decades but still there's no trace that shows where the princess is.

"Both keep looking for my daughter. Report to me if you've got any information." Curiosities

"Good Sir. Excuse me."

The middle-aged man walked out of his room and into their room. He looked at the wife who was sound asleep comfortably

"I'm sorry, honey, I can't be the best husband for you yet. I want you to be happy. I don't want you to cry anymore. Maybe by finding our daughter your smile can come back, sweetheart."

He pulled the middle-aged woman into his arms. Make his head a pillow. He stared at the old face of the woman who had accompanied him for almost over thirty years.

Three years after their marriage, they had twins. But unfortunately the happiness did not last long when he had to let go of one of his daughters for the sake of a name.

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