My husband is a Cold Teacher

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There will be no happiness if it is not with you. I assure you that this heart keeps your name.

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Salsa POV's

Pensively staring at the vast expanse of the sky. How painful it is to think that I am in the same country as my husband, even one city, but we cannot meet.

Exchanging messages has been almost two months. Sometimes I want to run to see him. But I always remember my mom's message.

Every math lesson I've held back tears. Remembered him. The gaze of his eagle eyes would not let everyone in the classroom move. But now it becomes an illusion.

Still recorded clearly happy Mr. Mario when giving me a report. That day, he bought me. Then, tomorrow we go to school after he takes care of all my files.

If I had known, it would have been our farewell day. I'll ask him to stay quiet at home. No need to go anywhere, because the seconds have been wasted in tears that spill.

My forehead shriveled to see a taxi stop in front of me. In fact, I didn't order it. Mama came along.

“Salsa, Mama can't take you back. Mama has a sudden business. Papa same Mama came home at night,” said Mama.

“You can take a taxi, son.” I'm nodding. Saw my parents' car moving away.

I want to leave that cab before the glass window opens. My pupils are widened. I didn't know there was my husband inside.

I opened the car door and hugged Mr. Mario tightly. Cengens. Can't help but cry happily when you see her.

“Go first, Sir,” ask Mr. Mario to the taxi driver.

“I kangen,” lirihku.

“I'm also kangen. Why are you gini, Sa? I ‘kan tell you if you keep your diet and remember, I still keep trying to maintain our household,” he said full of worry.

He is as fucked up as me. Her hair is not well-groomed. Look at his eye bags. We both suffered with this farewell.

“I can't eat. I've always missed you, brother. Want to contact Sister do not memorize the number of brother and Hpku in the same confiscation Mama.”

“Patience, yes, Dear. I can't see you either because Mama gave me a spy. I don't want our parents fighting and we're getting harder together,”.

Mario hugged me back. This is the smell I miss. This warm deck is what I crave.

Fasting together in just a few hours. He took me to a view. Ilalang waved swept away.

Birds accompanied us. On an increasingly late afternoon. The twilight is for us. Jemari clasped each other tightly.

“Sa, it's hard to find Miss Eva. He dropped out of school and didn't know. It seems he was intentional. I'm sure he's pitting our family. And, now I don't know what he's doing to Mama. Mama always brought up her name,”.

“Do we just run away, brother? Anywhere. I can't be away from you. It was excruciating, when we were in the same city, but it was like there was a distance of hundreds of meters. We love each other, but why is there an invisible wall blocking us?” my many. Letting my husband's netra dive into me.

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Mario POV

I saw in Salsa's eyes a wound and a longing. We are in the same city, but we feel so far away.

Cheeks that usually appear thin. There was no spirit in his eye ink. His body looks weak and weak.

I'm not going to forgive Eva for making your household this mess. If it was true that we had to part, then I would never love any woman.

In my heart there is only Salsa. Let it be, I carry his name even though his body is no longer mine. However, I will fight as much as I can.

“Don't run, Sa. I'm desperate to meet because there's something I want to tell you. Don't ever get sick because your pain kills me. And, never get hurt because your wounds are my creak. We're both patient, honey. We commit our hearts to having, caring for and loving each other. Even though our body is separate, the heart will always remain united.” Salsa's body shook. His sobs started coming out. But he never turned his gaze. Hiding or hiding his face.

“I won't let anyone else give me happiness. I won't let anyone fill my heart. Hiks take care of your heart for me,”.

I'm down. Unable to see those beautiful shining eyes dim. Pain, pain and pain. Complete already wrapped in my wound incision.

My tears fell on the hands of Salsa I held. I never cry for a woman. But my tears fell because of Salsa.

“Hiks .. I'm sorry,”. Salsa hugged me. We cry together. I should have been strong for him. However, I was fragile, unable to see him get hurt.

"Hiks ...."

"Hiks ...."

I slipped the letter into his alma mater's pocket. Clutching her body tightly. Then I pulled my body. Her little hand wiped my tears even though her tears were spilled.

I closed my eyes and kissed her. The more tears Salsa broke. Sorry to have to go this way, honey. You are the last love I want in my life.

“I will keep this heart for you, my inner”.

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