Older Married Woman Younger Man Mga Nobela at Kwento

They are both overly stubborn. “I know my health better than anyone, you go out, I want to stay alone” the older man looked tired, the middle-aged man nodded, he walked out and closed the door behind him. The older man finally opened his eyes and took out his phone; he opened his phone’s photo gallery and looked at a photo. In the photo, three people were looking at the camera; they looked bright and cheerful. Three of them looked youthful; they were in their early 20s. Three of them are wearing the same dress code.

I winced when I saw he had no teeth left. “Stop it, love. You can’t even get it up anymore. You’re just hungry,” the woman snapped. Yup, they’re definitely married. Her husband scratched his head and laughed, then wrapped his arm around her and kissed her cheek. I smiled at their exchange. Will Jasper and I be like that when we’re old? Will he still kiss and hug me when we’re gray and wrinkled? It’s a song lyric—but also a question I ask myself. When I looked at my husband, he was smiling too, watching the elderly couple playfully tease each other. Now we were the ones feeling envious—they’d reached that age still together, still in love. I could only whisper a silent “I hope everyone too”.

She laughed harder when he spun her in the air, but her chubby little arms still reached back toward Adriano like she wanted him again. And he’d swoop in again with another series of dramatic, exaggerated kisses that made her giggle like it was the best thing in the world. My ovaries literally did something. I don’t even know what. They tried to escape, maybe, file for custody of my brain. My lips parted. Aw. But then— Wait. What the hell? What am I doing here? I blinked hard. There were others, too, the older man sitting in a wide chair had to be their father. Beside him was a woman too young to be his wife. She looked so elegant.

The guy chuckled and shook his head. He had to be a few years older than Jason and I. But we probably went to school together. He was a senior. That I was sure of. “Oh,” I couldn’t think of what to say except that. And everyone was looking at me. “Don’t embarrass the girl, Aaron.” An elderly woman smacked his arm. I know her from around the pack. Her mate had died when we were younger. They didn’t have any kids, I could remember that very vividly. But she never took off her wedding ring, even now, she was wearing it.

“I was just telling my husband that seeing you both reminded us of our younger days.” “Oh really?” Blake grinned.“We look good together, right?” The old woman chuckled. “You certainly do.” The old man adjusted his glasses before asking, “Are you both married?” “No,” we answered at the same time. I immediately held Blake’s arm. “This is Blake. My best friend.” “Oh…”The old woman smiled knowingly. “I see. Sorry for disturbing you.” “You two enjoy your evening.” They waved before continuing on their way, holding each other’s hands as they walked slowly down the street.

He answered, and the old man let out another round of bubbly laughter as he ruffled Anderson's hair lovingly. Not knowing what to do, I just smile, watching the exchange between both men. I was experiencing intense Deja Vu as I was reminded of my position with the altercation with Daniel earlier today. I hated being out of the loop. The old man finally noticed my presence and his lips parted in shock as he gasped dramatically. “Oh my! Who's this stunning young lady!” “That's my newly wedded wife pops,” Anderson emphasized, pulling me closer to his side as his lips split into a proud smile. “And the love of my life.”

I got to one of the local villages and walk into their eatery, I was so tired and exhausted after being on the bus for so long, I took a seat and ordered for food and drink, I was waiting for my order to arrive while I was relaxing, and then on the small TV hanging on the wall, The news came on, it was a picture of Shitali and the subheading was that she is wanted by the police and whoever that can find her would be rewarded with ten thousand dollars, I know my older man is behind that. Tears brim my eyes knowing he's fighting for granny and I, gosh! I miss him so much, I can't wait for all of this to be over so I can go back to him and tell him how much I love and miss him, I don't care but

"Hahaha... Widow Scorpion, you're going to eat meat today." An old man in old age, who was standing far away from the woman in red, laughed and said. There were more than a few teeth left on the old man, but his eyes were still fiercely staring at the young woman in red, as if he wanted to swallow her up. "F*ck off, old man Huang. You'd better stay away from me. If you look at me with your dog eyes, believe it or not, I'll dig out your two holes!" Such a voice immediately attracted the laughter of a group of people.

"Is that right?!" "Yes, Madam!" replied the old man, "Right now, our lady is sleeping with our master," the old man replied, "Soon I'm sure you will have a grandson, Madam," he explained trying to give happiness to the heart of the middle-aged woman who was still sick. He was still standing, lowering his head in front of the middle-aged woman who had started to walk after she had stopped. "Oh thank God, my Irene is back! I hope everything will return to how it used to be. Oh my dear Irene, I want to see you soon," said the middle-aged woman who seemed to smile happily and continued to walk, assisted by her husband to get to the stairs.

The old lady said. Mukgu then smiled and was convinced by her. The old lady looked at the straight path. Mukgu was still watching her. “You know, I have my husband and we grew old together.” The old lady opened up. Mukgu gaped. “Wow! Really?” The old lady nodded and looked at Mukgu. “Yes, in fact, he is waiting for me now! I’m so happy!” The old lady giggled and smiled. Mukgu watched her smiling and she also smiled at the same time. “At this age, I am still in love with my husband. We are both old people but we are still so in love.” She added.