The Unusual Wound

The Unusual Wound
Ordinary



...Eventually this taste withered even almost dry...


...Had the tree fallen following the wind carried it, it would have fallen to the earth...


After the incident Freeya remained silent for three days at home because even if he wore foundation on his bruised face it would not close everything. And until that day Axel didn't even come back. It's better this way, he survives even though Axel is not home with him. At least his status still made his parents calm.


...****************...


Drrt drttt


"Hallo Ma'am".


"Hmmm, how have you improved your relationship with Axel?"


Hufft Freeya sighed. The first word that came from his mother's mouth was only about Axel, but Freeya hoped to be asked how he was doing.


"Hmmm, it's good ma'am"


"Goodoo. Remember Freeya if there is a problem you as a wife must give up, so that your husband can be destroyed. Don't be so stubborn. Axel is the right husband for you. It's rich, good looking again".


"Hmmm yes Ma'am"


"Ohh yes, I want to send money dong. I'm gonna have a little more arisan in a minute".


"But Freeya no longer has a Mom".Chirpy Freeya


"Hmmm yes, I just ask with Axel. I already know from the beginning you will definitely be discouraged".


"Ehhh mother.mom don't have to ask Axel mas later I send it"


"You don't want to share your money with your own mother. Surely the money from Axel for your mother who holds it so you're afraid if you ask Axel"


"No ma'am, Freeya does have money but this is from a card given by Axel. I didn't want to wear Mom".


"There are many reasons for you. Anyway, every month you have to routinely send money to mom for mother's funeral"


Hufft


"Freeya try Mom".


"It should be your duty as a first child. Once upon a time happy your mother was Freeya "


"Yes Ma'am"


"Yes, I closed first. Remember don't make the same problem Axel"


"Hmmm"


Though Freeya did not want to use the card that Axel had given while still making up first. More and more considered not know themselves Freeya when Axel found out that Freeya uses it. Moreover, the amount is very much for Freeya. Plus if his mother asks for it every month. The salary for his writing was just enough for him.


Hufft.


Finally, Freeya decided to take a shower so that she immediately went to send money to her mother, as well as breakfast that could actually be said to be lunch.


After finishing the shower Freeya get ready.Ia wearing jeans combined with a thin Hoodie.


"Thankfully the former has faded".


After sending the money, Freeya decided to go to a cafe that often visited to eat and continue writing. One that he always down when traveling is a laptop.


He sat in the corner as usual.


After he finished eating, Freeya finally dissolved in his writing. This is his third novel. There is one similarity in all three novels although the story is different.


About the trauma each of those people had. It was always in every novel.


For almost an hour he was typing but his hands had not given up either. Until someone greeted him.


"Hmmm "


Freeya looked up to see who greeted her


"Ehh Kai, are you here again?" Freeya asked confused as she always met Kai on several occasions.


"Hmm yeah, I've made a deal with my friend here"


"Where do you want to be?" Freeya asked while looking for someone behind Kai.


"Home home"


"Ohhhhh you still do here? Not back to work ?"


"So I'm leaving, just accidentally seeing you"


Which is only Freeya. Without asking permission, you pull the chair in front of Freeya and sit down.


"You sit down, Kirain is leaving".


"Later on, anyways, this is gonna take a break". Kai looked at his watch


"ohhh"


"What are you doing?"Kai asked who saw Freeya continue to focus on his laptop.


"Ha, what's the project?"


"Hehehe no really, open up. any project. I'm writing a story again"


"Do you like to tell stories?"


"Hmm, it's been a hobby as well as funan hehehe"


"Gapain find money, you already have a rich husband".


Freeya just smiled wryly


"Ohh yeah Axel is busy, I never go to the club' again.I've been there a few times but never met him. Brayen goes there often".


"Hmmm he's busy, he says there's a new project". Freyya answered, though in the heart of many questions that have branched out.


Had these few days Axel kept with Crystal.


Do they live both. Freeya remembers calling Axel and the one who picked him up was Kristal


What if Axel's parents know. Whether Freeya will be blamed again for not being able to make her husband feel at home.


"Ohhh, how was your problem at the time?"Ask Kai


"You don't need to know and interfere in both my business and my problems. We're not that close". Reply Freeya jutek. His mood was back down when he was asked about it.


"I'll just ask, as a friend of your husband".


"Then you ask Axel. There's no problem with me and him"


"Are you a hitch again?"


"Why is there a problem?"


"Worthy of hungry lion. Very sensi". Up mine


"If you want a hindrance sensi too". Freeya's speech made Feet choke on her saliva.


No longer did he ask the women whose guests had come.


"I'm going back to the office"


"Report to me"


"Don't report I'm just a parting". If long faced with the horned Freeya, Kai can also participate in emotions


"Yes already"


"Hmmm"


But before leaving Kai gives his phone to Freeya


"Well love hp you're the same as me?. I'm not interested in taking your old phone".


"heh tukiyem.I don't give me to you".


"Continue?"


"Save your number on my phone. So we can be friends. He said we're not close"


"I don't like to add friends".


"Yes if you don't want to. I was just anticipating. Who knows, Axel's back drunk and he's dead. So I can call you"


Before Kai keeps his phone back. Freeya first took and saved the number.


"It's already"


"Okay, yeah"


"Hm"


Actually, if Axel was drunk, Axel still had other friends to help him, but because he did not want to be seen as a wife who did not care Freeya finally gave his number.


"This is how lucky it is to be an amazingly good wife".


...****************...


Almost 10 pm hp Freeya reads indicating a message entered. Freeya then opened it and it was a new number.


The message was a picture of her husband bare-chested in a room.


Message back in


"Your husband is very soybean. There is no complacency. Upsss sorry pinches". Fill out that message


"Same-sama, cheesy".


Freeya then deletes Poto and the message without replying


No more unwillingness from the heart of Freeya to see it. There he was just disgusted to ever like someone like that.