Days passed and everything went on smoothly, I must say that life was well and good with my son seemingly started to eagerly went to school.
It just that, my relationship with uh, my husband currently were unclear. I meant, it was nothing really, just me being bashful.
Darn.
What am I?
A young maiden that had her first kiss stolen? I clearly was not that young teen anymore and clearly, already had my first kiss with the same man that almost threw me off my clothes few days ago.
Despite me already remembered the time when we accidently kiss, or I must say, collided, I just couldn’t make myself accepting his manner of touching the skin inside my clothes.
Sighed. Well, nevermind.
Let just say that I was scared. I was scared when he did that.
It wasn’t like he actually groped me rudely or anything, he just caressed the side of my waist gently, but that touch from his cold fingers threw me completely off guard.
As soon as his large fingers touched my bare skin, I actually shrieked like I almost gotten rape by a rouge man. And seeing the look on his face when I suddenly pushed him off the bed, really made me felt guilty.
He looked hurt, mostly shocked and bewildered. But I wouldn’t question him if he was also angry.
I meant, who wouldn’t get angry in that situation? Not any girlfriend would treat her boyfriend like he was some kind of a rapist, let alone a wife.
I at least understood that much despite my mental state, which forced us into this awkward passing days.
With me avoiding him at any chance I got, and him being completely silent and would often watched me with this look that reminded me of an abandoned puppy.
Alright I did tried to amend the situation, but whenever I recalled the time when I deliberately kissed him and his response to it, I just couldn’t find myself meeting his gaze.
And then we could only goes back to square one.
But still, that husband of mine, why couldn’t he just try and talk to me instead of letting me approach him first? Wouldn’t that be better than waiting for me to build up some none existence courage?
Just like right now, we walked quietly shoulder to shoulder, as Alec excitedly went to play everything available in the theme park with Gabby.
That Gabby, he just suddenly bursted into our place this morning and dragged us all to this theme park on a whim, saying that since it was the weekend, we should brought Alec out to play.
And because he just casually strode away with Alec in arm, I was left alone walking stiffly with this huge guy beside me.
Really didn’t know whether to thank or get mad at him.
With how long we had walked around in silence, I expected that the two kids already went to play various games already, and couldn’t help but to feel a bit envious.
Darn. If this person beside me wasn’t here, I could be playing around too by now.
If he didn’t have any thought of breaking the silence, and since I still felt a bit shameful, why don’t we just take our own ways, huh? That sounds like a good idea for me.
But wasn’t for him since he just abruptly take hold of my arm as we were walking by a manmade lake that was to our left, and one side of our path were a line of threes that sways from the wind.
Seeing the place almost void of people, I secretly gulped. (Couldn’t he find a place with more people?!)
“Are you, are you still mad at me?”
Gai quietly asked when I slowly turned around to face him, his head lowered, making me wondered whether he was actually showing me a submissive side of his.
Uh, that doesn’t sound right when I said that. Ignore it please.
But back to the present topic, hearing that questioned, I couldn’t help but to ponder over the possibility of certain things.
Was he, for all this time, restraining himself from talking to me, all because he thought I was mad at him? Seriously?
“I wasn’t mad. I am not. I mean, why should I in the first place?”
With a light laugh, I blinked at him.
Gai’s lowered head rised, and he showed me the face that told me he felt wronged. And my laugh just went on longer than intended when I that expression.
Why was it that he suddenly seemed a bit adorable with that sour face? Pft. His image of a cold and distant guy actually collapsed a bit in my eyes.
“If you’re not, then...then don’t ignore me...please.” he dejectedly requested.
“I-I wasn’t ignoring you. It just, I just felt a bit...uh, unsettled. And, and...I was wrong. For, pushing you off the bed the other day. That’s why, uh, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that.”
Because, you’re my husband after all, and you’ver been treating me so well, so I shouldn’t be stingy on letting you do some things, though I honestly didn’t really know if that’s related to anything.
The last half of my sentences was kept hidden in my head for I just couldn’t bring myself to say it. Let just kept it to ourselves. Yea.
“Well, that’s alright. I mean, it’s only my back that’s still hurting after all.”
Gai casually beamed after he confirmed my mood, but hearing that, wouldn’t it only made me seemed insincere if I were to just shrugged it off right after I apologise?
Seeing his small and barely there, innocent, harmless smile, I felt my mouth twitched. This man, must he brought up the fact that his back was still hurting right after I said sorry?!
He just wanted to make me felt even more guilty, didn’t he?!
“This...hehe...what should I do to make it up to you?”
Okay fine! I would just quietly resign to my fate of being played by this man, since he was my husband.
The worst he could do, would be him making me his maid for some times, right? I think... if he wasn’t that petty. Or, was he a petty man after all?!
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10-YEAR-OLD WIFE
RomansSuffered from amnesia, Mimi woke up to a fully grown body when she was convinced that she was only ten. She even had been married to a man who called himself her former classmate though Mimi barely even remember him. Not that she mind having such a...
