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One day, I ventured to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce. "Why?", He asked with surprise. "I'm tired, you can never give the love I want". He was silent and pensive throughout the night in front of the computer, looks as if he were doing something, but it is not.

My disappointment grew, a man who can not even express their feelings, what else can I expect from him? (I murmured in my heart). And finally he asked,

"What can I do to change your mind?". I looked into her eyes and replied softly, "I have a question, if you can find the answer in the liver, I will change my mind ".

My dear, if I liked the beautiful flower in the cliff of the mountain, but we both know that if you climb the mountain you will die, are you going to do for me? ".

He was pensive, and finally said, "I'll give the answer tomorrow". My heart immediately upset to hear the response.

The next morning, he was not at home, and I found a piece of paper with graffiti hand under a glass of warm milk. Written there ... "Honey, I'm not going to take that interest you, but allow me to explain why ".

The first sentence of this break my heart, but I continue to read it.


"You used to typing on the computer and always disrupt programs on your PC and finally cried in front of the monitor for a panic, but I always give my fingers so I could help and improve the program.

You always forget to bring the house keys when you go out, and I have to give my legs so I can break down the door and opened the door for you when home.

Do you like the roads out of town but always stray in new places that you visit,

I have to wait at home to be able to give my eyes to direct you. You're always sore at the time "your best friend" to come every month, and

I have to give my hand to massage your feet are aching. You like to stay home and I was always afraid you will be "weird". And to buy something that can entertain you at home or lend my tongue to tell funny things that I experienced. You always looked at your computer, reading a book while you sleep and it was not good for the health of your eyes, I must keep my eyes when we are old so later, I still can mengguntingkan help ubanmu nails and pluck.

My hands will hold your hand, guide you through the beach, enjoying the morning sun and the beautiful sand. Telling the flower colors are bright and beautiful like a beautiful face ".

"But my dear, I'm not going to take that interest to die. Because I could not see tears flowing cried my death. My dear, I know there are many people who could love you more than anything I can do. But if all that has given my hands, my feet, my eyes are not well enough for you, then I will not be able to help you find the hands, feet, and the other eye can membahagiakanmu ".

My tears fell on his writing and makes the ink is blurred,
but I still try to read it.

"Honey, you've read my answer selasai. If you are satisfied with all these answers, and still want to live in this house, please open the door of our house, I was standing in front waiting for your answer. If you are not satisfied dear,

let me in to clean up my things, and I will not complicate your life. Believe me, if you're happy bahagiaku ".

I immediately ran to open the door and saw him standing in front of the door with
curious faces with his hand on my favorite bread and milk.
Oh ... now I know, no one has ever loved me more than he loves me.

That love, when we feel love it has faded from
our hearts because we feel he can not give love in ways that we want, then love is actually present in another form that we never imagined before.

Often what we need is to understand the manifestation of love from our partner,
and not expect a particular form.

Before you divorce me, wear me

On my wedding day, I carried my wife. The bridal car stopped in front of our flat one-room. My friends told me to carry it out of the car. So I carried her into our home.

He looked embarrassed. I was a bride a very happy man. This was the scene 10 years ago.

The next days passed as simple as a cup of pure water. We had a kid, I went into business and trying to make more money. Once steadily increasing, the fabric of love between us seemed to ebb. He was a civil servant. Every morning we left home together and got home almost at the same time.

Our kid was studying abroad. Perkimpoian we looked happy. But the calm life was changed affected by changes unpredictable. Dew came into my life. It was a sunny day. I stood on the balcony with Dew being around me. My heart once again immersed in her stream of love.

This was the apartment I bought for her. Dew said, "You are the kind of man who best draws girls." Her words suddenly reminded me of my wife. When we first got married, my wife said, "Men like you, once successful, will be very attractive to girls." Thinking about this, I became hesitant. I knew I had betrayed my wife. But I could not stop it. Dew I released her hand and said, "You have to go buy some furniture, OK?. I've got something to do at the office"

Obviously she was not happy because I had promised to accompany him. At the moment, the idea of divorce became clearer in my mind although it is not possible. However, I felt very difficult to talk about this to my wife. Although
how mildly I mentioned, he would be deeply hurt. Frankly, he is a
a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing dinner. I was sitting in front of the TV. Dinner immediately available. Then we watched TV together. Or I'll turn on the computer, visualizing Dew's body. This is my entertainment.

One day I was speaking in a slightly joking, "If we divorce, what
would you do? "He stared at me for a few seconds without
noise. Apparently she believed that divorce was something very
far from it. I can not imagine how she would react if they knew that I was serious. When my wife went to my office, Dew had just
stepped out. Almost all the staff looked at my wife with a sympathetic eye and tried to hide something while talking
with it. He looks a bit suspicious. She gently smiled at my subordinates. But I read some hurt in her eyes. Once again, Dew said to me, He Ning, divorce her, OK? Then we live together. " I nodded. I know I should not hesitate any more.

When my wife served dinner, I hold
hand, "There's something I have to say" She sat down and ate quietly. Once again I saw the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I do not know what to say
what. But he knew I kept thinking. "I want a divorce", I expressed this topic seriously but calmly. She did not seem affected by my words, but he
asked me softly, "why?" "I'm serious." I avoided her question. This answer made her angry. He threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, "You're not a man!".

At night, we all talk to each other. He was crying. I knew she wanted to know what has happened with our perkimpoian. But I can not give a satisfactory answer, because my heart has been taken away by Dew.
With a deep sense of guilt, I write a mane obtain a divorce where the wife's house, car and 30% shares of my company. She glanced at it and tore it into pieces .. I felt a pain in the liver. Women who have lived 10 years with me would become a stranger in my life. But I can not restore what he had said.

Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which I had never seen before. To me, crying is a release for me. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks and now really has happened.

In late night, I returned to the house after seeing a client. I saw he was writing something. Because I fall asleep fast. When I woke up I saw he was still writing. I fell asleep again. He wrote down the terms of the divorce. He does not want anything from me, but I have to give one month's time before divorce, and in a month's time we should live together as usual.

The reason is simple: our son would menyelesaikkan summer vacation a month later and she did not want our children to see the destruction of our household. He passed me the agreement and said, "He Ning, do you still remember how I entered our home when our wedding day?"

This question suddenly brought back some wonderful memories to me. I nodded and agreed. "You carry me dilenganmu", he said, "So I have a request, ie you will still carry on when we divorce. From now until the end of this month, every morning you must carry out from the bedroom to the door." I accept with a smile. I know he missed some wonderful memories that have passed and hope perkimpoiannya ended with a romantic atmosphere. I told Dew about the terms of divorce from my wife. He laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. "No matter what tricks he did, he must face the result of divorce," he sneered. His words made me feel uncomfortable.

My wife and I have not had any body contact since my divorce. We treated each other as strangers. So when I carried her first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, "Gee, Dad carried mummy" His words made me feel sick .. From the bedroom to the living room, then to the door, I walk 10 meters with her in my arms. He closed his eyes and said softly, "Let's start today, do not tell our son."

I nodded, feeling a little bimbang.Aku he released at the door. He went to wait for the bus, and I went to the office. On the second day, for us easier. She leaned on my chest, we were so close that I could smell the fragrance dibajunya. I realized that I had a very long time no see at this intimate woman. I saw that she was not young anymore, some fine wrinkles on her face. On the third day, she whispered to me, "outside garden is being demolished, be careful when you pass there." The fourth day, when I woke, I felt if we were still an intimate couple and I was holding my sweetheart. The visualization of Dew became vague. On the fifth and sixth, he still reminds me of some things, like, where he had stored in my clothes that he had the iron, I have to be careful while cooking, etc.. I nodded. The sense of intimacy was even tighter. I did not tell Dew about this.

I felt so light membopongnya.Berharap every day go to the office made me stronger. I told him, "It seems not difficult to carry it" He is trying his clothes, I was waiting to carry her out. She tried a few but could not find a match. Then he saw, "All my clothes too big". I tersenyum.Tapi I suddenly realized because she was thinner that I could carry her more easily, not because I was stronger. I knew she had buried all the bitterness in her heart. Once again, I felt the pain Subconsciously I touch his head. Our son came in at the moment. "Dad, it's time to carry mum out"

To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an important part. She gestured our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face because I was afraid I would change my mind at the last second. I held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the living room to the terrace. Her hand gently and naturally. I held her body tightly, as we returned to our wedding day. But he looked a little pale and thin, makes me sad. On the last day, when I carried her
my arms, I went to the weight. Our son has returned to school. He said, "Indeed I hope you will carry me old sampaikita". I held her tightly and said: "Between us did not notice that our life was so tender". I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind. I climbed the stairs. Dew opened the door. I told him, "Sorry, Dew, I do not want a divorce. I'm serious". She looked at me, startled. He touched my forehead. "You got no fever".

I moved her hand off my head "Sorry, Dew, I can only say sorry to you, I do not want a divorce. Life was boring probably because she and I could not feel the values of life, not because we do not love each other anymore. Now I understand that since I carried her into the home, she gave birth to my son. I'll keep it until old age. So I apologize to you "

Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. He gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and went to the office. On the way I passed a flower shop, I ordered a bouquet for my wife's favorite. Seller asked what should he write on the card? I smiled, and wrote "I'll carry you out every morning until we are old .."