
Asya Diary...
I'll stop writing my story. A story I never imagined before. I always dreamed of being a princess. Loved by many and has always been the pride of all.
But reality is never that simple. Reality is more cruel than I ever imagined. I thought, when I grow up, I could write my story into a sweet memory I never forget. It was just the stupid thought of a stupid teenage girl.
My feelings were shattered as soon as Papa said he was going to marry me to his friend's son. I have a lot of dreams, but I have to bury them before I even start trying.
At first I thought everything would be okay. If I accept everything, my life will be happy and enjoy this world. But I was wrong, the pain my husband gave me could barely cope. I'd rather be beaten by Papa and in his ears than accept the fact that my husband prefers night women over me.
Every night I was restless and agitated. I wish my husband could understand and start appreciating me. It wasn't easy, I always failed and ended up injured. Luckily I'm not alone, my husband's best friend helped me make it all happen. Forcing me to change and first taking a stand to keep my husband interested.
Our efforts are not in vain, slowly but surely, Mas El began to love me. Ah, we started to get closer to the feeling of love that both do not want to lose. I was always embarrassed to remember our first night. At first I was uncomfortable and didn't like it, but it turned out that the following nights were fun and I was a little hooked, hehehe.
It was sad to have to be separated for five years from my extended family. I know it's for the good of my family, but it doesn't matter. Mas El always gave me the best and never once felt a lack.
Now that my husband and I have two twins, they're very naughty. They are very similar to his Father, yes we decided to call Father and Mother like my husband's family.
I spend every day thinking about that stupid thing. But my husband said, I just wasted my time thinking about it. He is a smart businessman, but he is like a fool when Papa uses him to ask for various things. I was always angry and forbade him, but he always had a reason for everything.
Mas El said he would give me everything my father wanted. For Papa has given me something far more precious than anything in the world, I. I don't understand the thoughts of these men, but my son is also a boy.
I try to accept everything, let everything go the way it did. Sometimes I pretended to be stupid when Papa used me to ask my husband for an injection of funds. Because Mas El never bothered about it.
Mas El only thought about my happiness and our two children. She built many new ventures, making me a Queen that everyone truly loves. I don't know what Mas El did, but all my friends are so close and always friendly to me.
I'll end my story here. I don't want to write it down anymore, I'll take it all. All things that come and go, as long as I'm with my beloved husband. I'll be fine and through everything easily.
One more thing, my Papa's chosen husband is the best. See you the love story I wrote, I'm ready to accept the destiny to come...
...*TaT*...