Let's, Divorce
The Part 127
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"Mom, am I wrong?" asked Andra, they also made up after the wrong thing said but now he was even silenced again without a reason understood by Andra.
As he remembered, no problems happened but what is usually considered trivial is often inversely proportional to Viana's opinion and it was open once twice happened.
Which household never stepped on the pebble? it is impossible, if in one marriage ties in the street by two heads there is no dispute faced. Marrying it to fill the less with more, does not have to demand perfect if simple already make happy.
So is what Andra and Viana are fighting for, although he said a soul mate is a reflection of self but not always the good together the good also because people who can live with a lot of love alone can be subdued with the faithful. That is what the name fills each other with each other which will lead to the common good.
Andra that complete package is almost perfectly juxtaposed with women whose mood is like a rollercoaster, so what?
So that both lives are not always sweet and beautiful, because sometimes not all disputes end in arguments or separation. Precisely more strengthen love because of the many dramas to mature the way of mind.
"I'm wrong, sorry," replied Viana who was still evading by pretending to walk towards the dresser and somehow looking for what.
"Where you might be wrong, what often makes wrong is just me, Mom," Andra replied again.
"Hem, good if ngaku, just think again what's wrong," replied Viana still reluctant to turn her head.
"What yes? bewildered me," said Andra as she rubbed her own nape.
Viana let out a rough breath, her heart wanted to explode because of Andra's insensitivity with what she had done since yesterday.
"Is there something you're hiding from me?" viana asked as she grabbed Andra's hand for her to hold
"Nobody, I love you if you want to see, I don't have any sayings with you, Vi," Andra explained with a laugh, the silence of the woman in front of him now certainly had a bad effect on her boneless flesh.
"I'm serious, Dadd. Your attitude is odd to me, especially last night. Many times I have spoken, but not one bit have you looked at me. Your focus remains on the screen of the phone that you were either texting with at the time," said Viana with all the things that made her stupidly cry all day.
His mind's fucked up, though, her heart was tired because she kept guessing what happened to her husband and what decision she would take for the future of her household if only a third person was tucked between them. Viana will not survive when the Fire has burned away her trust because of the affair, because it is not a khilafan that can be forgiven just like that.
"Yesterday? I sent a message?" muttered Andra still remembered the incident told his wife.
"Oh, that's you you, I'm not texting, sweetie." Andra laughed and grabbed Viana's body for him to hug, not to forget he also sank his face in the niche of the wife's neck.
"Then what did you do? no way to watch a movie!" viana said in disbelief.
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I-I'm choosing Lingerie and book a hotel for us out of town, Mom....