So, yesterday I was sooo fed up with everything happen on that day. Every-thing. Everything annoyed me, even my breathings. Actually I had some plans to run last night, but yeah, things were going so bad. I mean like, VERY BAD.
I decided to go home instead running my errands. I took a bus, my husband will pick me up in the bus station. I was ready to cry, my lungs are full, the tears were queuing on the corner of my eyes. But, I hold it. So many strangers there, not possible I will gonna cry in front of them. Five minutes later, there he was. That face with a smile.
Home. I mean 2x3 meters bedroom. I lay on my bed. Terus nangis kejer. on the top of my lungs. He fainted. On the next second he sit on the side of the , stroke my hair and said "sssh, it's okay... it's okay", without asking anything.
and that's all I need.
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