
"Why help me, just let me die after my mom. People like me don't deserve to live in this world." muttered Dion with increasingly smelly eyes.
"Enough Brother Dion, do you want to leave me alone?" maura asked, her tears continuously flowing down her cheeks.
"That's better. I'm a bad husband, I don't deserve you. You deserve to be happy with David, I was wrong to have brought you into my life. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I promise, after this I will correct the mistake I made. I'll put things back the way they were." muttered Dion with teary eyes.
Bak was stabbed with a knife a thousand times, Maura's heart was sliced to hear all that. I don't know what Dion thought that was so simple to say. Nothing else can be fixed, everything has happened, the rice has become porridge.
"Then what about my body? Can you return it to how it was?" ask Maura.
Dion was silent at his wife's question, he couldn't answer because he couldn't. He let out a heavy sigh and threw his gaze in the other direction.
"Why shut up? If you can do it, then I'll let you go and get back with David." challenge Maura.
Hearing that, Dion gulped back his nearly spilled tears. His blood boiled at the words of his wife who was willing to return with David. Makes her think far away until her chest feels tight.
"Do you love David?" ask Dion to find out.
"It doesn't matter if I love him or not. It has nothing to do with you." - Maura.
Again Dion's chest tightened, even hot as if burning on embers. As hard as he tried to refrain from being provoked in front of his wife.
Dion tried to get up from his bed, slowly getting out of bed and walking towards the door.
"Where are you going?" maura asked to know.
"Solve everything today as well" Dion replied as he continued to limp.
Hearing that, Maura ran over to her husband's steps. He stood right in front of the door, preventing Dion from reaching for the doorknob.
"Keep away Maura, let me through!" pinta Dion with a trembling voice.
"No way" Maura replied.
"Please don't test my patience again! I'm tired, I don't want to argue with you anymore. Let me finish everything, I don't want to see you suffer with me!" dion said with a voice growing weaker.
Maura tried to hold back the clear liquid that had been stagnant in her eyelids, her heart completely shattered hearing her husband's words. How could Dion have solved everything, then what about his heart. Dion can restore his heart as it used to be.
"Fuck! Do you think I'm something that can be thrown in and out of here, huh?" isak Maura broke through the room, beating Dion's chest mercilessly.
Dion did not react at all, his petrified body receiving punch after punch delivered by his wife. He's resigned, he deserves it all.
"I'm sorry Maura, I have to do this for you. I don't want you to suffer by my side, I want to see you happy." said Dion as he rubbed Maura's head gently.
"Then what should I do, tell me what you want? Even if you want my life, I will give it to you. As long as you're happy I'll die for you, but please don't cry anymore. I can't look at you like this, my body feels crushed to see your tears. Why do I love you so deeply, Maura, why? What's my fault, why punish me this heavy." isaac Dion, he sat down lethargic with his knees resting on the floor surface.
Maura bent her legs, then spread out her hands and hugged Dion tightly. Dion sat down with his wife resting on his thigh. The second issue of mutual disrepair filled the entire room.
Maura clenched Dion's body tightly, her hands squeezing her husband's back firmly. His breathing again faltered, he could not resist his sobs that were becoming more and more so.
"A, a, I love you, a, I love you so much. Ja, don't leave me, I can't live without you." isak Maura confessed her feelings.
Hearing Maura's confession, Dion's heartbeat seemed to stop for a moment. The clear liquid was increasingly falling wet the shoulders of the wife. Even the liquid on his nose back flowed withstanding the tightness in his chest.
Now his hand moved to grab the head of the wife, let out his head Maura bertubi-tubi. He then kissed his wife's forehead, eyes, nose, cheeks, lips, and chin incessantly.
"I love you so much too baby, don't cry anymore. I feel like dying to see you like this." muttered Dion and hugged his wife as tightly as he could.
Both of them dissolved in the embrace, their hands squeezing each other's backs. Until in a long time, the sobs of both began to subside.
"Please promise me, don't cry in front of me!" pinta Dion, he also wiped the face of the wife who had been swamped because of it.
Maura nodded her head slowly, she did the same. Rubbing her husband's face gently, until finally the lips of the two stick together and mutually melu-mat each other.
Dion then got up and carried Maura's body onto the bed. There, he re-clutched his wife's body and placed his lips on Maura's forehead. Likewise with Maura who placed her lips on the chest of Dion's field.
Recalling that it was getting late in the afternoon, Maura let go of her hand that was coiled around her husband's chest. He got up and walked up to the plate he had brought.
"Sir Dion ate first yes, I'm sorry I starved you" said Maura who is now sitting on the side of the bed.
Dion rolled away his smile, knowing that his wife would never let him die of hunger. He rubbed the head of his wife with love.
"I will eat if this hand feeds me." replied Dion, clasping his wife's hand tightly.
Maura carved a smile on her face, she got back up and rushed inside the bathroom washing her hands. After that, she fed her husband with patience.
Maura's first suction made Dion's tears come back. It felt so good that he could not hold himself back. He hugged his wife again while chewing the food that now filled his mouth.
"His son, is this the food you cooked earlier?" ask Dion to know.
Maura nodded her head, making Dion full. If only he could keep his word, none of this would just happen.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you earlier, I just...,"
"Ssttt, just eat! No need to talk about that anymore!" cut off Maura before Dion finished his speech.