The Possessive Inclined Is My Husband

The Possessive Inclined Is My Husband
Pick up Key



This afternoon I went out to the usual cafe where I often hang out with monic, this afternoon I want to meet my best friend monic who is always loyal to listen to all my complaints.


As I was enjoying a cup of monic coffee arrived before me.


"Haii bebs long time ago ? sorry I'm late "


"relax aza,gue hasn't been here long either"


"that's a very puffy eyes bebs, don't cry and hold ach ugly loh"


"Lo can aza bebs, it's hard to make nahan tuh tears not to come out"


I also tell all the chronology of my problems to the monic, from A-z there is nothing left unturned even I explain in detail.


I know it's a disgrace to my household, but when I'm alone this problem seems heavier.


"Well crazy bad, laki lo, what kind of household exactly are you guys living, my wonder"


"you are also confused especially me who walks"


"go what should be bebs?"


"lo speak well with your man, talk about everything slowly."


"bebs I'm confused about my decision, do I have to split aza or how??"


"gue will not tell you to separate or keep all decisions in your hands, you choose your heart, follow all of them"


I contemplated all of it, chose silence no longer, and I cried again in front of the monic.


"Bebs lo don't cry dong, sorry if I haven't been able to help you lo,,"


"no papa bebs I understand ko,gue only again sad aza with my life, my pamit yes want to pick up Key"


"okay deh lo be careful ya bebz, do not be too in thought, do not be,


I also say goodbye and go from the cafe, but before leaving I sip my drink at the table, let's not thirst if it's crying again.


"My mom's missing"


"mama is also very kangen same you love" I hugged Key tightly, I kissed her cute face, but did not feel my tears just fall and hit my daughter's face.


"mama, why's he crying, mama why???"


"mama no papa, the flickering of your hair goes into mama's eyes" I lied to her, I can't bear to see this little boy have to see the separation of his master, but I can't stand it.


"Whoa papa, I'm not picking me up"


"dear busy, baby"


"let's go home"


"ayoo said goodbye to old baby"


"oma I'm saying yes, thanks for the holidays"


They hugged me before they parted, and now it's my turn to say goodbye to Mama Hana,,


"Well, I'm welcome home, thank you for looking after Key for a few days"


"Same baby, what problem are you having, son?


" There's nothing, ma'am" I lied with a fake smile


"never lie to your in-laws, I've been your mother's surrogate,,"


I hugged her crying, but I couldn't tell her everything, let me face all my own problems.


"sorry mah I can't tell you now, later if I'm not strong and can't finish it I'll definitely look for mama"


"well, you will always pray for the good of all of you"


I hugged her again, and came home with Key.