Gerald didn't ask me to fight. I ended up being hooked up in the car before we went home.
"Shall I put a stamp on your forehead? Gerald's mine so that nothing else gets in the way." I'm just silent and trying to catch my breath again. My body still feels tired after being worked on roughly because of an anger.
"Argh ... Damn uncle! What's the matter in his life? We are married, already in another part of the world, you are pregnant, still being chased. Are all these signs lacking that you are mine, only mine and just for you?" Gerald explained fierily. I'm just silent, a little guilty. I should not have agreed to Mother's order. Gerald has never liked Mas Rangga and vice versa. But now Gerald is my husband, so he's still my goal.
"I'm so sorry. Mother told to meet Mas Rangga and apologize."
Gerald immediately turned his head at me, tightening his jaw. He was angry. Maybe he was also disappointed.
After crying, I entered the museum again. I'm looking for Mas Rangga. I'm also not thinking straight. Emotions still overtake me. I was mad at Gerald, angry at my mother, and mad at myself.And stupidly, my cellphone is thrown away. I also didn't have time to pay attention, where Gerald dumped the cellphone. After this, my cellphone is like it used to be. It won't be replaced. I just took a tired breath from my bad luck.I'm just looking for Mas Rangga like a child who lost his way. Before I already wiped all my tears, I don't want to look pathetic.Again, again. Damn it Gerald. And unfortunately, I love him very much.I went around looking again and never found Mas Rangga. I also don't know if Mas Rangga has come home. Because I wasn't sure how long it took, we left Mas Rangga.Look Gerald. I do, make your orders come back with Mas Rangga. My head is still dizzy. I don't know where to ta
I felt vacation. Because since here, I was mostly confined in the apartment.Gerald fucking Willson, which makes me unable to explore this part of the European world's beauty. Because every moment is he's doing all his perverted things. There is no time and opportunity, besides Gerald spends more time outside, and I am alone in the little apartment.We toured many of the most commonly recommended tourist attractions in Frankfurt. I don't need to explain. You have to search yourself. But mostly I like being on the banks of the Am Main river.I'm waiting for spring to see more of Frankfurt's beauty. I'm also looking forward to summer, to enjoy free fruit in Hessen. If it's summer, I'll stay in Hessen. If Gerald doesn't want to accompany me, I can sharpen the wild fruit oma or the wild mushrooms that Gerald used to say. I have to make fair use of every opportunity, when else can I enjoy like this, only the chosen ones can feel.Impatient, eating apples straight
I'm just silent because of the mistakes I made. Gerald was also silent the whole way. Maybe we both realized what happened and discovered the childish nature we had done.I waited for Gerald to explode, and I was ready to fend him off. I have to be strict with my relationship now. There is no word unstable and do not have the heart because all of that damaged my connection and impacted me.I'm tired of my life. Especially the people around me, who always considered me lightly and thought I couldn't do anything about it, and I ever made the wrong decisions. To hell with people. From now on, I will focus on my relationship with my husband.I leaned my head on the dashboard and turned towards Gerald. Ok, I'm crazy. I imagine my husband, Justin Bieber. Realize Rara, and you are not as beautiful as Selena Gomez. Justin Bieber is married, and his wife is not beautiful, in my opinion. Rara, you are not beautiful, either. I was pounding my head on the dashboard, completely
"Gerald what is this?" I shouted, so louder. Breathless, I turned to Gerald, who was so casually standing, leaning his back against the wall, hands over his chest. He wanted to show all this to impress me. Unfortunately, I'm not impress at all.Our meager living room looks no further. It was covered with new and strange stuff. I saw a baby cot, baby clothes, baby knick-knacks, baby toiletries, soap, and all stuffs with all the baby's needs. Woah. Is this a surprise or a waste? And I'm not impressed at all. Am I bad? I have no idea. I'm not touched one bit. Gerald is extravagant. The baby's needs, spend as necessary because the baby's development is fast. She could only wear clothes once and then not be used again. Gerald should buy what he needs, not buy up a single shop."You bought all of this?" my voice sounded unhappy.Gerald raised his eyebrows. "There is something wrong?"" Wrong? You ask me wrong? This
One day before Christmas day. I had to buy a present because tonight there will be an exchange of gifts. Not wanting to celebrate Christmas, but more to tradition. In my life, I have never celebrate what Christmas was like.Along the way, Christmas trees have been decorated in such a way. And every house has a Christmas tree perch. So we will exchange gifts at oma's home in Hessen. Think of it as Eid at Grandma's house.What makes me confused, what gift? What gift should I buy, for Gerald? Oma especially. And I am utterly blind to reference facilities for oma. I don't know what oma likes. Ah, anything in my eyes is beautiful. I just bought it. Gerald? I guess I bought him a pack of condoms. He doesn't mind. But what are condoms for? We never played with condoms again. It could be, he's wearing a condom out there. Duh, don't let this happen. Ok, this is too much."Gerald, what gift for oma?""Anything." a
"So, what do you think I am? Why do you often do things without me knowing before?"Cry? yes, I'm crying. My emotions are running high. I know Gerald likes to do things suddenly. But not with a change in his plans. Why doesn't he want to discuss everything with me first? What do I want to be considered? Why should he choose a German citizen if he is married and will have children? Why he is so selfish? If he thought of me, he definitely wouldn't vote for a German citizen. Argh ... this damn bastard always makes my head dizzy.My heart ached and even felt like being betrayed. Damn it! I was sobbing, even more, could no longer understand his thoughts."I've never been useful to be a wife. So, you really don't need to tell me whatever you choose and do." I sobbed softly. Like there's nothing left."Listen to me first." I sat at the end of the bed. Gerald below and took my hand. I wanted to kick him. I was too pissed off. Very annoyed. Why did he do things that m
I'm still grumpy. With his curse, Gerald instead came out of the room and joined his family to open gifts. What a husband. Rare husband, with rare traits too.Automatically, if Gerald wants to return to Indonesia, he has to take care of passports and other complicated document matters. Or is it that he plans never to come home again? How about me? I am Indonesian—Indonesian citizens. Even though Gerald has dual citizenship, he still has to have two passports. But was Gerald's choosing the right one?This is how complicated it is, having a Caucasian husband and a husband who thinks his ego.Argh...I bite the pillow anxiously. I want to bite my husband. Let it bleed. Now and then, I need to bite Gerald to teach him a lesson. He's just super annoying. For some reason, that ugly character is very attached to him. He never looked right in my eyes. Ugh ... wake me up to be a grateful human."Come on
I looked, turned to Violin, and there was a hint of disappointment in her eyes. What's wrong if I kiss my husband? Can I not be spoiled with my husband? Thinking of this, I believe Violin wants to get a spoiled kiss from me. I jumped from Gerald's lap. Back in the living room, Gerald's family gathered."Which Violin?" I asked, as Gerald's family laughed and took each wine out of their hands."Violin? Grandma doesn't have a violin." asked oma in surprise. Make no mistake. I closed my mouth and shook my head. I could mistake someone's name later. I'm an impolite human being. Even so, it is true. I want to maintain the best image in front of my in-laws. They are so lovely to me. They care for me."What about Winola?" This is the first time I mention this crazy woman's name. Luckily I still remember her name. Because I look back. Viola-Viola-Winola. Yeah, all correct. It looks familiar right, with her name?"Go ho