Prentending To Be A Victim

Yesterday I met a man who was quite strange and now I figure out I am strange instead of following him.

When will the time in the end for me to be free come before I finally go insane because I can't bear this all alone?

I don't know, no one can answer that. And is it possible that this is my fault for fighting so hard for the mother who gave birth to me? For my mother's sake so that she doesn't end up ending her own life again.

In this way too, will I get sin? I mean... by cheating behind my husband's back. Yes... it's not clear what kind of affair I am having, just like my marriage is not clear either.

"I heard yesterday you met my boyfriend, right?"

I ask a girl who look shocked by my presence before her eyes.

My position is also bending slightly and standing in front of her. My hands, I put one on the table.

"What's this? Sorry, Miss... which boyfriend is that?" She who is sitting immediately stands up.

Her friends who are nearby start to distance themselves.

All ey