Reversing the Ex

Reversing the Ex
Regretting


Fabian Pov's.


I never realized, that the existence of Yumi in my life for two years was very influential. He changed everything to be more beautiful.


He touched every corner of the house to be more comfortable. Unfortunately, I never appreciated it all.


Yumi is a good woman. He was willing to give up all his soul and body to live with me. He even left his family for me. So I wasted that woman's life.


I was getting tired of marriage, pretending to be okay in front of her. In fact I was very depressed with Yumi's kindness.


Every day he served me well. Whether it's in bed or in the kitchen. Yumi is really warm.


Once we were in the kitchen cooking together, I accidentally injured his finger. Gently Yumi said she was fine.


We stared at each other, until that night we did it for the first time.


I could feel a different sensation in bed with him. He really brought me in warmth. Unfortunately I was still too hypocritical to admit this feeling.


Our togetherness means so much, until Yumi is lulled. I really appreciate the devotion of that woman. He's really awesome.


Responsibilities and obligations are carried out well at the same time.


Honestly, I salute him very much. There would probably not be a woman like Yumi in this world.


After that goodbye, I realized that everything had changed. Yumi left without leaving a trace here.


Even everything we have he's taken away. Only our wedding portraits are the only memories between us.


Every day I look at the portrait so that this heart is not alone. Inside the portrait is Yumi's sincere smile. I just kept quiet without any expression. I'm so flat. Maybe because I had to do a wedding.


Honestly, the marriage was not me who prepared, but Yumi with some friends one of them was Erika.


I am doing my duty on campus. When I got home, I saw that my house was different. Yumi put some foreign objects in there. The house looked ordinary before it came.


There are red and white balloons in the living room. In the room, there is a red rose as a symbol of love.


The rose was deliberately in the form of love by Yumi. He told us to spend the first night in a romantic atmosphere. We were both exhausted that night, especially me.


Yumi still has a little energy to make love, but not me.


These eyes seemed reluctant to compromise. What else is a muscle that is getting weaker. So how do we make love in such a situation?


Some nights we passed without making love, until the event of the injured finger had arrived, and that's when we started to do it.


I don't think if I was the first man to take Yumi's womanhood in the middle of free association.


It seems Yumi is taking good care of herself. He was able to keep his honor until the wedding day.


The area was so narrow that it failed several times. However, thanks to Yumi's help we managed to do it.


That night I really felt honored, Yumi offered something precious that not all women have to me.


If I could just replay that moment, I want to feel like I'm improving every day we go through.


I love Yumi's touch, she takes me in warmth and tenderness. But all that is no more. Yumi was gone after I made a mistake.


Stupidly, I was too cowardly to hold him back to stay.


Yumi came all the way to see me from her parents' house. I totally ignored that woman.


Damn, despite knowing he had returned I did not plan to look for him. If Mama-in-law hadn't contacted me, I might never have realized my mistake.


Kenzo's son Fabian, the boy I accidentally found in front of the house eight years ago.


After my divorce, God seemed to bring Kenzo as solace. This kid managed to cover up the loneliness. He really is a good boy.


"Dad crying?" So excited, unconsciously tears just dripped. I am lucky to have this boy. If not, I don't know what will happen to my life.


Yumi's gone, and I don't want to lose Kenzo. This child is precious in my life now.


If one day his biological parents come, I'm really not ready to take them off.


"You ask too many questions. You alone, why haven't you slept? Are you thinking of something?" I deliberately asked Kenzo a similar question, so he wouldn't get more confused.


"That's my dialogue, why did Dad steal it? I know, I must be thinking about Miss Yumi, right?"


Damn, I forgot to get rid of our wedding portrait. Until Kenzo saw it.


"Sok knows you," I replied as I pinched Kenzo's cheek.


"By the way, who's the guy at the mall, Dad? Is he Miss Yumi's fiancee?" For a moment I was silent upon hearing my son's question. Apparently the presence of Yumi in Kenzo's life is very meaningful.


"If so, why? Don't you like it?" aska I want to know.


"Can I be honest?" It seems like this conversation will be even more interesting.


I'd like to hear Kenzo's opinion on Keva and Yumi. This kid must have his own stigma.


"Of course, why not?" sahutku.


"The man was very good, only Miss Yumi was more suitable with Dad. You have a very good positive aura. Like bringing luck."


Suddenly I was silent. Kenzo called Yumi my luck, but unfortunately I ignored it eight years ago.


"Then?" ask me further.


"So when I saw them, I somehow felt Miss Yumi was depressed. He was not happy when he was with her. But when she was in this house, Miss Yumi always smiled."


"You're right, Yumi was always smiling. However, I have broken that smile," I murmured in a soft tone.


"Then try to win back Miss Yumi's heart. I can do it, for sure" Kenzo added.


Whether Kenzo inherits whose traits, this kid is really smart. He can be a confiding friend. He was able to give me solutions as well as spirit.


"You're just there. Now it's time to rest. You talk too much." This time I don't want to continue the conversation, so Kenzo doesn't expect much, or I'll break his heart again and again.


It's enough I hurt Yumi, now I don't want to repeat it. Kenzo is too small to feel heartbreak.


"Good night."


"I want to sleep with Dad tonight."


"Well, we'll sleep together."


"Before Miss Yumi who accompanied Dad went to bed, right?"


Oh my God, I forgot to talk to a kid. Kenzo looks like an adult. The proof is that I forgot my real age.


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