The Imperfect Husband

He who met

Stepping foot casually, who would have thought after so many problems, and now he can live his days as usual.

Deanra purposely went alone to the mall today. There was nothing he was looking for, just wanting to let go of his fatigue and look around to refresh his eyes.

Suddenly he stopped at a men's clothing store. Deanra smiled, making sure it would be a little fun if she bought some clothes for her husband. His feet stepped into the figure of the clothes, when he saw that one shirt from earlier caught his attention, he immediately ordered the size he needed.

"Please get me a shirt like this with another size, Ma'am." Pinta Deanra's on service at the store.

After mentioning his wish, he immediately tried to find some other clothes that might be suitable for Ares.

"Dean?"

Deanra was a little surprised. Looking at the person calling his name, Dilo stood there with a longing smile.

Dean shook his head, staring in disbelief at the man he loved in front of him. His heart beats and screams. Why did he change? Why did such a perfect Dilo turn into this?

Why should we meet....

"Deanra, I really can't believe we can still meet" Dilo said happily.

Deanra wants to stay away, she doesn't want to meet this guy. His existence is now useless, should he not come first, when he needs and wants. But now, why should it appear again?

"Can we talk, Deanra?" dilo Pinta.

"For what? I don't want to talk."

One year they had each other, but because of this man's selfishness, they couldn't even be together anymore. What's wrong He left his job first, after all he only took a day to come to his father and mother. But what did Dilo do? She went... Go finish his work and leave him in a dilemma alone.

At that time he only needed to be understood, it did not take time so left without news.

"Deanra..," she called out in a soft voice. Dilo stared fixedly at the black eyes that were also staring at him in silence, only inside those eyes were so many fibers of wounds and also disappointment that radiated sadness in the recesses of his heart.

Dilo can't do this. Girl sad. He was injured as he felt. Here not only he lost, in fact Deanra also had wounds because of this separation.

"I'm sorry... But give me a little health to explain, De. I really love you!"

"Enough! Why are you saying that shit! If you love you can't leave!" Deanra raised her voice. He hated the words of this man, but on the one hand there were other feelings that stuck up.

"I didn't know it was going to be like this, De. I'm a fool, thinking you can't be serious about what you say."

Dilo approached, trying to get the body into his arms. But Deanra brushed it off, the response further made Dilo feel disappointed.

"Give me one chance, Deanra. I'll explain" he said in despair. No longer know how to convince the heart of this woman he loves.

"I hate! I'm disappointed in you, brother. So please get away from me now." Removing the trail of her tears.

Deanra realizes they're in people's stores now. So he chose not to continue this debate. Though he was eager to shout furiously and curse Dilo wholeheartedly, so that his heart felt relieved.

*****

Deanra couldn't leave, Dilo was too pushy so he ended up in this restaurant in the shopping center.

They shut each other up. No one had yet opened their voices, as if they were comfortable with this silence. But when the ministry came offering the dish, they were jolted as if they had just been returned to their consciousness.

Dilo rubbed his face rough, wanting to speak without feeling bad because there was a servant. So he mentioned their orders as usual just now. Dilo was very concerned about what this woman's favorite food was, so he did not ask again.

After the ministry left, Dilo immediately began to talk casually.

"Dean..."

"Yes..."

"Are you angry? disappointed?"

Deanra whining. Why ask like that? In logic alone the person left behind would definitely be angry. Then why are you still asking? Isn't that stupid.

"No need to ask anything, brother. You like this will only hurt me... Wouldn't it be better to accept this fate alone. I will learn to be sincere, and everything will be forgotten."

Yes, their choice of winning in the end was only sincere. But is Dilo capable?

"I'm sorry I left you, Dean. I didn't think it would end like... At first I thought it was a joke, actually..." Dilo rubbed his hair violently. Yes, he was indeed as stupid as it was to assume trouble was just a joke.

"Don't remember anymore... It's all over, brother. So don't remember anything else that comes back to hurt us."

"Although we ended up like this, but I hope we can still be like we used to be, Dean. I want us to be friends like we used to be... I'm not ready to lose you like this." Dilo

It's only been a few weeks since he's seen himself this mess. Long hair, a beard that begins to lengthen, completely eliminates the appearance that used to be so perfect.

And unfortunately Deanra realized that, this man's mess had his heart touched. It turned out that Dilo was really sad to lose her. In his heart he is also not ready to lose Dilo, maybe the relationship as a friend will be better for him.

"alright... Now can I go?"

"Dean, our order hasn't even come yet. Why don't you just sit down and talk to me?" Still trying to hold back, Dilo still remembered being with this woman longer.

"But I have a job, brother. I have a lot to do."

Dilo chuckled lightly, "As usual Dean.You're more concerned with work than anything... What about your husband? Does he let you work?"

Deanra remembers Ares. There was no particular demand of her husband on her, even she was so free to choose. Thinking about this he wanted to go home soon. Especially with the clothes she chose for her husband, she was impatient to show it.

"I really have to go... Sorry!"

Deanra immediately grabbed the bag and also bought it, he relented quickly leaving the restaurant accompanied by a sad look Dilo.

'I really still love you, Dean. I hope someday we can still be together.'

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