"𝙷𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝙶𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚂"
Hi it's me Blyanna, but you can call me Yanna. 20 years ago, I met a guy. Let's just call him Rhain. He became my husband. He's such a caring and loving husband to me. We've been married for more than 10 years but never had a child. I take care of everything in our house while he's at work. From time to time he's always calling me and asking me if I’ve already eaten. Everyday, when he come home from his work, he always brings me my favorite flower, a white rose, and some snacks like fries and coc float from Jollibee. Our relationship was almost perfect and we're both happy with each other.
Until one day I found out that I had cancer and I was about to die. The doctor said that I have only months to live. I never said this to my husband. In fact I was pushing him away from me. I didn’t want him to worry about me and my condition. I was still doing the same things in our house; I cooked food for him, washed his cloths and everything, but he noticed that my treatment to him have really changed.
"I'm hoooome, I brought something for you hon." he said while there was smile on his face. He brought me my favorite snacks again, "I'm not hungry. Btw, stop bringing me that kinds of food, I don't like it anymore." I said to him with no emotion ~ Sunday morning, he had no work today. "Goodmorning hon, I cooked for our breakfast, let's eat.", he said with excitement. "Okay.", I said without looking at him. "What's wrong hon? Seems like you're getting colder these past few weeks.” he asked with curiosity. "Nothing, let's just eat." I answered
~ I was secretly crying every night, "Damn, I miss my man so much. I want to hug him and kiss him. But I don't want him to suffer. I don't want him to miss me when I'm gone." Few months later~ this day I looked very pale and weak but my husband didn't notice it because he was always busy with his mistress. I was standing at the window while watching my husband kissing his mistress in front of our house.
It hurt me so much and it killed me more than my disease. I was mad at him, I knew how much he loved me and took care of me before. ~ I was at the hospital now, this was my last month to live and my husband was there beside me. He kept on crying and apologizing to me.
"I'm so stupid, I didn't notice that you're sick." he said while crying. "Do you love her?", I asked him in a very calm voice.
"I'm s-so-orry.”
“Shhhh, don't feel sorry for it hon, it's okay."
Then I smiled to him, "Does she really love you?", I asked again, "This is my last month to live, you can marry her when I'm gone, ILOVEYOUSOMUCH hon, see you in another life."
The end
