The Muzukashii No Ai

[11] New Life

The seasons are beginning to change, now they are entering spring. Miku quit school after getting married and living with Masaya. Hayato Fujimini loved the boy even though he didn't talk much. Masaya himself resigned as a football coach at Seika Jogakkan High School and in return he was accepted at one of the football clubs as a reserve player, although not a core player. She also continues to teach at Minami girls' school as an English teacher twice a week.

"Masaya, are you done?" asked Miku awkwardly behind the door seeing her husband still wearing his clothes. At first Miku was confused to call her husband considering that Masaya was a coach at her school. But firmly Masaya said enough to call his little name.

"Yes, I'll be down in a minute" he answered, still busy buttoning his blue shirt. A few minutes later, the black-haired man came down.

Miku seemed ready from now on. Today they will take a walk to the city park to enjoy the beautiful sakura blooming.

The orange-loving girl looked at the husband who had just come down, the girl's gaze looked different. Although Masaya was her husband, the young man never messed with her. The Fujimine youth behaved like a brother to his sister. Masaya wore a blue shirt paired with white trousers.

"Masaya, why stay still, hold her hand" whispered Hayato.

The young man raised his eyebrows, then said, "Why should you go with him? He can walk alone."

DUK! Hayato stuck his head in an agony. "She's your wife." The old man looked at him.

"That's it, huh?" masaya asked while stroking her aching head. Hayato's habit, always stick his head if it's upset with his grandson.

Hayato glared at his eyes, an indirect command to hold his wife's hand.

The young man looked at the jstri who was wearing a loose white shirt, his distended stomach looked big. He aligned himself with Miku who was carrying supplies. "Give me that stuff."

"No need, it's not heavy, '" Miku refused.

"Then give me your left hand because my right hand is unemployed."

"Eh?" The reddish hue on the girl's cheeks could no longer be hidden.

Masaya smiled sweetly. Without saying much he grabbed Miku's left hand and grasped it.

There was another sense that gradually began to enter the hearts of the two. A joyous feeling that cannot be said. Hayato smiled looking at him from behind.

Ueno city park.

Ueno Park is very crowded. Many groups of school children, office employees and various families also enjoy the beauty of sakura blooming. They all looked happy, laughing at each other sitting on the carpet they were carrying. Do not forget the supplies that have been prepared from home. Snacks and soju too.

Masaya, Miku and Hayato sat down with the sakura trees while enjoying a snack.

"Japanese people often liken sakura to a woman's beauty," Hayato explained as he gulped his corner, "after marriage, Japanese women's beauty quickly faded. That's because wives are very obedient to their husbands and families even though they don't like them, so they harbor more feelings."

"Grandfather said what the hell, she remains beautiful really," said Masaya sewot who even made Miku's face flushed in shame, "I object to Grandpa's statement. I'd rather liken the sakura to the life of the samurai."

Miku looked at her husband. "It looks cooler."

"Of course, because the samurai must always be ready to sacrifice his soul for his master. It was the same as if the samurai's life wasn't as long as the cherry blossoms."

"I agree with Masaya more than Grandpa."

"Huh, you know what Japan's history is all about."

Masaya shrugged his shoulders indifferently, which was greeted by Miku's thin smile.

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Berlin, Germany.

Nearly four months passed, but Ryu was still the sleeping prince. Albert stared at the state of his son who was lying helplessly. He knew he was being very selfish. Seeing his son like that his heart was completely broken.

"Only a miracle can help him." The words kept on ringing in his ears. When he saw the location of the collision, he was struck by lightning. How not, the blue sports car he just bought was destroyed and completely crushed. He is very pessimistic if he expects his son to be okay.

"Mr Hikaru, we are only doctors who are none other than ordinary humans, we are not God. We will try our best to take care of your son. The medicine and equipment here are indeed the most advanced, but it is still impossible for us to create a backup life. Pray."

Albert was stuck next to Sasuke. "Ryu, I'm sorry. Please wake up, whatever .. whatever it is your request will I grant you when you wake up. Daddy promised." The weak Ryu hand. The old man did not expect that everything would end like this.

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That night Miku opened the door, Masaya directly hit the wife's body. From his mouth there was the smell of alcohol. The young man staggered.

Masaya got drunk after coming home from soccer practice with his friends earlier.

"Masaiah?"

Masaya just smiled. Miku painstakingly guided him to their room. Being not strong, Miku let her husband sleep on the floor.

The girl took off her husband's socks and when she was about to take off her jacket, Masaya suddenly grabbed her hand so hard that Miku grimaced. "Masaya .. pain ...."

"Kyoko ... I'm married, but ... how is this? Why is it so hard to forget you." Masaya opened her eyes, she smiled as she stroked Miku's cheek which in her mind was the face of her ex-lover instead of his wife.

"Masaya," he said in shock.

"Sst ...." The black-haired man put his index finger on his wife's lips, "Kyoko, why did your blonde hair suddenly turn black? You look like my wife" Masaya laughed strangely as she watched Miku's face.

There was a pain in the heart of that sweet-eyed girl. Please, don't continue ....

"Kyoko, will you marry me? We go abroad and live together."

"When I wanted to marry you .. but your father .. hihihi .. he threatened to ruin my life. I worked hard day and night in London just to buy this ring. Our wedding ring ...." Masaya has lost control.

Miku stared at the wedding ring she was wearing. So this is a ring for that girl named Kyoko? The ring I'm wearing right now turns out to be for another girl? Miku looked at her husband sadly.

You shouldn't have married me, this way I'm just blocking your future.

"Kyoko ... tell me, how can I forget you ...," cried Masaya on the sidelines of her drunkenness, "I love you .. I really still love you."

Miku's away. Unaware of the tears flowing down her cheeks. ... What tears? I cried? Wh why? Why is my chest so tight tonight? The girl felt the growing part of her stomach. Her age has entered 7 months. He got into bed and pulled his blanket. I don't know if she doesn't seem to want to listen to her husband's current delusions.

His heart suddenly became sore as Masaya mentioned another girl's name. Why is it like this? Masaya has every right to love any girl. You're nothing to him, remember it's Miku. He was forced to marry you out of pity for you. You can't fall in love with her. Remember that!

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That morning Masaya looked at his wife who was drying laundry in his yard. The young man's gaze fixedly stared at Miku's face without even noticing a smile on her lips. Lama Masaya looked at the wife's face while folding both hands on her stomach, her shoulders leaning on the pole.

"Masaya, get some grass clippers in the barn," ordered Hayato who was having trouble pruning the bonsai.

Silent.

Masaya still enjoys Miku's face. Lately he likes to look at his wife's face secretly. He will be very comfortable looking at that sweet face when sleeping.

Because of the disregard, Hayato turned his head. Hooo .. apparently the foolish boy was daydreaming. Near him the grandson quietly then stood next to him. The old man smiled seductively, "I'm beautiful, huh?"

"Hm .. very pretty." The young Fujimine smiled, "how come I've always wanted to be close to him lately. I think I've fallen in love with her," Masaya muttered involuntarily.

Hayato smiled, patting his grandson's shoulders so hard that the young man was startled and awakened from his daydream.

"Grandfather, did you surprise me?!" he yelled bitterly, he stroked his chest for a moment in shock.

"Why is your face so shocked?" the old man smiled.

"Grandfather himself why is he beside me? Not pulling grass?" Masaya sewot is not playing.

Hayato sneered. "You yourself what are you doing? Your piece swept the page, didn't it?"

"I .. uh ...." Masaya became nervous, he himself was astonished by what he had done at this time. He was sweeping the yard, but look what he's doing? Stand up and hold nothing. He doesn't even know where the broom he left.

"What did you notice that you didn't hear my words, huh? Looking at someone secretly?"

Masaya's face flushed. "Grandfather what's the talk, anyway? I took a break, couldn't I?" his elk while passing looking for his broomstick.

"Grabbing a wife's own face is not a crime, stupid!"

Masaya pretended not to listen. He was already certain, his face was currently flushed red with embarrassment. Oh broom, where are you! he was upset in his heart looking for his tongue broom that he forgot where he was. Finally he found the broomstick near the burning garbage. Regardless of his grandfather's words he swept the courtyard. Oh, my God, why, anyway? Ah, this is really embarrassing! Masaya

with horsepower, enterprising so that his mind does not continue to be confused to imagine the face of his wife who seduces. "Go you ... go you .. go!" his curse was on the dry leaves he had washed.

Miku stared in amazement at her husband who was sweeping so vigorously, as if the ones swept away were diamonds instead of dried leaves. "I don't think she's cleaning up that hard."

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Ren Hikaru's

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Tuesday, 21 April 2020

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