Please Change my Destiny!
Not Ordinary Frame

"Five."

Dihyan who just came was not aware. Until the voice was heard following the two hands that had been coiled on his body.

"Don't be like this!" Said the man out from behind his ear. The man had heard all the words of Rima that were probably deep from the deepest heart. But the man clearly disagreed with everything he heard from his wife's lips.

He who is considered not to want Rima as his wife, no, not like that.

Rima who never opened his eyes with everything he had done so far. Rima who never saw his sincerity. With both hands capable of flipping the body until it was facing towards him. Cuddling, hugging, clutching with feeling.

His gaze now shifted on the large frame that was before him.

" Save your wedding photos with Nindy, at least that big one. You don't know how Rima felt when you woke up and the first thing she saw was a picture of the bride. She must be jealous, let alone your own wedding photos there's nothing you print for just one!"

Mama's orders had been a long time ago, when Rima had just returned to her side, but she ignored them. Responding if Rima never harassed and discussed it.

Turns out he was wrong.

They are too busy mending relationships that often meet stumbling blocks in their marriage, without ever discussing their individual feelings.

And now he has seen the jealous side of Rima in a picture that he often makes his longing solace in his late wife.

"I'm sorry!" He said softly, perfectly circular hands on the wife's body intermittently moving gently rubbed on the back.

It was wrong, a lot wrong. Rima had sacrificed everything for their relationship, but did she sacrifice herself like Rima.

No, he was still very selfish to let a picture hurt his wife.

His two hands had now cupped the two smooth cheeks that had been wet, rubbing gently.

"I'm sorry!" Say again.

"Mama's better, but she still told me to rest there doctor so we haven't been allowed to go in yet!" Better to switch topics first. Talking in a state of death as it is now may not open the best way.

Dihyan began to drag his steps away from there towards his bed, Rima who was still in his arms came along. Slowly lying down still included Rima in her actions.

"We're evil first, a little later can see the condition of mama!" Hands back behind Rima's back.

The eyes that had been used to sacrifice the tears were indeed heavy, not to mention the burden on the shoulders of the same weight to make Rima easy to fall asleep in the husband's warm embrace.

Dihyan was able to calm him down with all his light words and gentle touch.

While Rima was asleep, Dihyan got back up after being able to escape from his wife's arms very slowly.

Now he has been standing right in front of a picture frame that has become a dilemma.

The discussion in his heart had now been quarreling. Want to take off but not be. After all, the woman filled her heart and her days.

It's okay Iyyan, Rima will understand, it's just a photo.

Jealous of Iyyan, Rima must be jealous. She will still think you only think of her as a child printer, not as a full-fledged wife.

In my heart it seemed to be divided into two camps.

One wanted to take off the photo, but part of his small heart still regretted that the photo had to disappear from his eyes.

But what about Rima?

The woman may have never been happy in her life.

While He who still continues to maintain the integrity of his household with the choice of the late wife.

Ck, why is it heavy like this when it is just a picture frame?

Despite his heavy heart, his feet stepped up to grab the chair and shifted very slowly until it was right in front of the large frame.

Before he actually removed the frame from the nail stuck on the wall of the room, he still had time to wipe the frame glass right in the position of the late wife standing.

"Nindy, I'm sorry baby! Not that I don't love you anymore, but I just want to live my life normally with that woman of your choice."

" Rima has suffered a lot, I want her to feel a little happiness and calm while living with me."

" I want to be a real husband to Rima."

Until finally the frame has really no longer stuck to the wall of his room.

The weight of his heart was as heavy as he who moved the frame of one meter by himself. You have to be careful, if not it's possible that he'll ruin it.

"I'm sorry baby, I didn't mean to forget you. You will always be in my heart!" Say it again with a soft word.

Still slowly opened the door of the room, then passed with that large frame. Leave it to the art to be deposited in the father's workspace.

Now it's back to working very slowly with an equally large frame. An abstract painting he took from his papa's study has now been brought into the room.

Ah, not take, but rather exchange without permission.

Later just talk to papa, he will understand and will not be angry painting he took, hihihi. But no one guarantees it, it's just his own assumption.

Until the moment Rima woke up, the woman had gotten a different view, but what was it?

The woman was trying to guess what was different, but did not meet. The condition of the mother-in-law made him more curious at this time. Moreover, Dihyan was not in this room with him, perhaps with the other family in the room mama?