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"Wake up, good person. The mackerel will be out of stock soon."

"Just a few baskets of mackerel, why are you so angry, darling?"

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“What an idiot.”

A shout that clearly showed the emotion of the person in front of him that he was probably starting to get bored with me.

"Oh, I've always been an idiot, so why haven't I ever seen him say anything?"

At that time, I didn't know what to say to make his feelings return to the way they were before. He is a whole world of people who don't even dare to say no to the sale in front of them or even street food with so many different kinds of food to choose from that they can hardly control their weight. And to argue every day because of an affair like this would probably degrade the soul of a married couple.

“Well, this time it was too much.”

He said, holding up a phone that showed the condition of an unknown woman lying in a pile of mackerel.

"What? Are you hungry for mackerel?"

I could see that it wouldn't be anything interesting. In fact, the fact that the boy was lying in a pile of mackerel in such a mess was all my work. He was just trying to steal the villagers' husbands.

“Why did Chris do it to his younger sibling?”

He spoke in a serious tone that made my heart drop to my ankles, or to put it mildly, into the soles of my feet. He had never used such a fierce tone before and this was something I didn't want to happen. Most of the things in our married life began to appear.

“Will you break up?”

'Should we break up?' The worst word I've ever encountered. Honestly, I don't even understand why God created this word, Mom.* It's an extremely unlucky word that has ruined many marriages and Of course, right now the target he's aiming at is me.

B is the first and probably the only person in my life who makes me happy. He comes and fills in the parts that are missing in my life. B is unlike other people in that when I have problems, he is there. Always beside me, whether it was a big or small problem, he would tell me, “We'll get through it together.”

Every time I hear those words come out of his mouth, I know for sure that this obstacle is just a small lump of shit in my life, and of course every time in our married life there is a third, fourth, or fifth time partner. six Whatever it is, B will always be the one to come and apologize to me, except this time…..

"Quit? You can just say it. You're in trouble!"

I don't know how I could say such strong words to the person I love the most in my life. Is it because of the TV drama I watched or because of my unstable mood during that day of the month? But whatever. I'm still surprised that this time B was the one to say the word break up. It made me feel completely numb.

Is this the end of our married life? Is it too short?

This question kept repeating in my head until I wanted to slap my skull to make sure I knew. But is it true that it will end this short?

“Happyanniversary 2 years 10 month

You're a talented person."

A tall, slender woman with a layered black shirt and white skirt, plus curly hair and a full face of makeup walked out of the kitchen, causing Sirin, the petite girlfriend she was dating at the moment, to pick up. The shyness was almost gone.

“Oh my dear, how did you get here?”

She hurriedly ran around behind 'Namthip', the tall man holding a cake to surprise her and wrapped her arms around his waist.

"I just finished working. I thought I wouldn't be able to make it in time for the little one to return to the room, but he narrowly escaped."

Namthip's right hand left the cake tray and let her left hand support it firmly. She raised the hand that wasn't holding the cake to caress her little boyfriend's head and brought herself in to kiss her forehead.

"Thank you for coming to make every 5th day of every month meaningful in B's life."

Namthip supported the cake and placed it on the dining table and slowly placed her flesh-colored lips with the faint scent of lip balm on the small person's mouth. The peach lipstick scent that Sirin liked to apply on a regular basis slowly disappeared. Into the lips of the nectar The sweetest and longest kiss was the beginning of a love song this night, and of course the tall figure didn't hesitate, slowly taking the initiative to use his hand to reach under the little man's shirt and unbuckle the bra. Sirin used her small hands to undo the buttons on her shirt one by one.

And our highest point ended in the bathtub that night…..

“Chris never quits.”

I've confirmed this word about ten times now, and Bee has become more and more angry at me. He slowly moves closer to me, until now both of his hands are squeezing my shoulders.

"I said that Bee couldn't stand it, so what would Chris have to do to get Chris to quit?"

He squeezed my shoulder harder until clear water started flowing from my eyes. I didn't want to cry for B to see right now because I didn't want him to look at me and see me squeezing my tears to hold back. he stays

"I won't quit, Chris is really wrong."

I still beg him even though everything now hurts, not just my shoulder where he was squeezing me with both hands. But my heart hurts just as much. I never thought that B would physically harm me before because he had already promised that no matter how violent the argument, he would never touch me. And of course, that promise Bee's hard work for so many years was easily ruined because of his anger today.

“What should I do? Do I have to take action before I agree? Huh!”

He finished and pushed me to the ground. At that time, I felt completely numb. The question was repeated like a radio where the organizer was too lazy to find new songs and kept repeating the same song in my head: "You're just a few baskets of mackerel, why are you so angry?"

"B, what's wrong? It's just a few baskets of mackerel, and Chris didn't do anything to his little brother like that."

I tried to wipe away all the tears that kept flowing and the tigers* gathered in my little eyes so I could see Bee's face clearly. And of course, I still wanted to look deeper to know. What is he feeling or thinking right now? I never thought there would be any harm. He is the most perfect person I have ever met. Polite, kind, beautiful, and elegant. The image of B that I had dreamed of was shattered before my eyes when I saw what he was doing now.

“Do you want to know why? Yes! Bee will tell you. Bee has someone else. Bee wants to break up with Chris. He doesn't want to have to be in Chris's cycle of doing anything and having to displease Chris with everything that Bee has tried to do in the past. Be the good boyfriend that Chris always expected. But B always thought that what he did was for the happiness of the two of us. Now B knows that it wasn't B who did it, it was Kris' happiness alone and when B came back to think again.

Chris has never been able to make B happy. Anyone B is close to, Chris bullies him. Anyone who admires B gets together with his friends and insults him badly for the past two years. I never had time for myself. Wherever I went, whatever I did, Kris forbade me. B didn't want to endure it any longer. Do you understand?!”

“Oh! If you want to go, go. If B sees that Kris has become a bad problem in B's life, then we should break up. Kris loves and trusts Bea very much, but since Bea thinks like this, Chris accepts Bea's criticism. Let's just say that our matter can end here and we don't have to deal with each other again."

And then the love between the two of us really came to an end. What I had intended to do for B all along, today I realized that he didn't care about it at all. Everything he said was. It's all true, but it's just the truth from Bee's point of view. What the real truth is, he has no way of knowing. Many of the people he's gotten close to Bee want to swindle and hope for profit in various businesses. That's all because Bee is a famous star and the only daughter of the Jongrachatawiboon family.

Bee's father is a big businessman with his own companies located all over the world, and of course the next heir to the business will be Bee. And as I said, there are many people who come into Bee's life who act like good people to please. B is very involved, he no doubt wants to make a profit, and since he was born, as B is an only child, of course, billionaires like B's parents have always had to take care of B in an egg-like manner, so B can't. He can tell which type of person is sincere and which type is a lie. He thinks that everyone in the world is sincere.

And all I did was protect him from something dangerous, but no matter how I explained it now, it would probably be seen as just an excuse. I've made up my mind already…..

“Thank you for respecting B's decision and thank you for always being a source of happiness for B. From now on, take a good look at yourself.”

He finished speaking and walked out of the room. and left myself alone in the room

Thank you for coming and thank you for leaving. Now everything has taught me that no matter how much you love, you have to say goodbye. It's a matter of life or death.

“Thank you for telling the truth, B.”

“Darling, you can wake up.”

The alarm sound of the same person I thought had walked away from me went off early on a Monday morning.

“B….B.”

When I opened my eyes, I saw an even more amazing sight: the person in front of me was B. B. He actually sat smiling at me next to the bed while slowly reaching up to press his kiss on my right cheek.

“Morningkiss  

Yes, sleepy person, why are you crying when you sleep? Is this a bad dream?"

He slowly used his slender fingers to smooth away all the tears that were on my face and planted another kiss on my forehead. “Don't cry. B is here."

SAID NARRATOR

We believe that if you finish reading it, everyone will be like this. What the heck.....

I mean, we dress for fun. And it definitely doesn't make any sense at all, so it's fun to read.

Let's just say that if I were to write another story, I would intend to make it a story, haha.

Comments are welcome.

Black letters are present.

The letter Sam Namtan is a story about the past.

I'm confused because the person who got married is confused.

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