Romance Stories that Touch me

I find on the internet and this story continues to make me cried. Others read once in a while when the mood swinging.

When You Divorce Me, Carry Me Out In Your Arms"

On my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms.
The bridal car stopped in front of our one-room flat.
My buddies insisted that I carry her out of the car in my arms. So I carried her into our home. She was then plump and shy.

I was a strong and happy bridegroom.
This was the scene ten years ago.

The following days were as simple as a cup of pure water: we had a kid; I went into business and tried to make more money.
When the assets were steadily increasing, the affection between us seemed to lessen.

She was a civil servant.
Every morning we left home together and got home almost at the same time.
Our kid was studying in a boarding school.
Our marriage life seemed to be enviably happy.

But the calm life was more likely to be affected by unpredictable changes.
Dew came into my life.
It was a sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me from behind.
My heart once again was 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' eyeballs.
Her words suddenly reminded me of my wife.
When we were just married, my wife said, Men like you, once successful, will be very attractive to girls.

Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant.
I knew I had betrayed my wife.
But I couldn't help doing so.

I moved Dew's hands aside and said you go to select some furniture, O.K.? I've got something to do in the company.
Obviously she was unhappy because I had promised to do it together with her.

At the moment, the idea of divorce became clearer in my mind although it used to be something impossible to me.
However, I found it rather difficult to tell my wife about it. No matter how mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be deeply hurt.

Honestly, she was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing dinner. I was sitting in front of the TV. The dinner was ready soon.
Then we watched TV together.
Or, I was lounging before the computer, visualizing Dew's body.
This was the means of my entertainment.

One day I said to her in a slightly joking way, suppose we divorce, what will you do? She stared at me for a few seconds without a word.
Apparently she believed that divorce was something too far away from her. I couldn't imagine how she would react once she got to know 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 to her.
She seemed to have got some hint. She gently smiled at my subordinates. But I read some hurt in her eyes.

Once again, Dew said to me, He Ning, divorce her, O.K.? Then we live together.
I nodded. I knew I could not hesitate any more.
When my wife served the last dish, I held her hand. I've got something to tell you, I said.
She sat down and ate quietly.

Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth.
But I had to let her know what I was thinking.
I want a divorce. I raised the serious topic calmly.
She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This so-called answer made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!

That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage.
But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer, because my heart had gone to Dew.
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.
She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. I felt a pain in my heart.

The woman who had been living ten years with me would become a stranger one day.
But I could not take back what I had said.
Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see.
To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer.

Late that night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I saw her writing something at the table.
I fall asleep fast. When I woke up, I found she was still there. I turned over and was asleep again.
She brought up her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but I was supposed to give her one month's time before divorce, and in the month's time we must live as normal a life as possible.

Her reason was simple: our son would finish his summer vacation a month later and she didn't want him to see our marriage was broken.
She passed me the agreement she drafted, and then asked me, He Ning, do you still remember how I entered our bridal room on the wedding day?

This question suddenly brought back all those wonderful memories to me. I nodded and said, I remember.
You carried me in your arms, she continued, so, I have a requirement, that is, you carry me out in your arms on the day when we divorce. From now to the end of this month, you must carry me out from the bedroom to the door every morning.

I accepted with a smile. I knew she missed those sweet days and wished to end her marriage romantically.
I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she does, she has to face the result of divorce, she said scornfully.
Her words more or less made me feel uncomfortable.My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed.

We even treated each other as a stranger. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms.

His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms.
She closed her eyes and said softly,Let us start from today, don't tell our son.
I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door.

She went to wait for a bus, I drove to the office. On the second day, both of us acted much more easily.
She leaned on my chest. We were so close that I could smell the fragrance of her blouse.
I realized that I hadn't looked at this intimate woman carefully for a longtime. I found she was not young any more.

There were some fine wrinkles on her face. On the third day, she whispered to me, the outside garden is being demolished. Be careful when you pass there.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we were still an intimate couple and I was holding my sweetheart in my arms.

The visualization of Dew became vague. On the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as, where she put the ironed shirts, I should be careful while cooking, etc.
I nodded.The sense of intimacy was even stronger. I didn't tell Dew about this.

I felt it was easier to carry her.
Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. I said to her, It seems not difficult to carry you now.
She was picking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. She tried quite a few but could not find a suitable one.
Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I smiled. But I suddenly realized that it was 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. Again, I felt a sense of pain.
Subconsciously I reached out a hand to touch her head.
Our son came in at the moment. Dad, it's time to carry mum out. He said.
To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had been an essential part of his life.

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 minute.
I held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway.
Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly, as if we came back to our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad.

On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step.
Our son had gone to school.
She said, actually I hope you will hold me in your arms until we are old.
I held her tightly and said, both you and I didn't notice that our life lacked intimacy.

I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my decision.
I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door.
I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I won't divorce. I'm serious.

She looked at me, astonished.
The she touched my forehead.
You have no fever, she said.
I moved her hand off my head.
Sorry, Dew, I said, I can only say sorry to you, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of life, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I understand that since I carried her into the home, she gave birth to our child, I am supposed to hold her until I am old. So I have to say sorry to you.

Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears.
I walked downstairs and drove to the office.

When I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for my wife which was her favorite.
The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote: I'll carry you out every morning until we are old.


The End

Luther Vandross - Dance With My Father

This afternoon while waiting for a bus, I saw a father and son. Father was holding his son's hand while crossing the road. Many cars were speeding with its speed-rush. The father just very cautious while his son are closing his eyes closely ..
I was streaming with tears .. (I miss my Abah ... is 8 years later ..)

This is the song that dedicated to My Abah

Back when I was a child
Before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high
And dance with my mother and me and then
Spin me around till I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure I was loved
If I could get another chance
Another walk, another dance with him
I'd play a song that would never, ever end
How I'd love, love, love to dance with my father again
When I and my mother would disagree
To get my way I would run from her to him
He'd make me laugh just to comfort me
Then finally make me do just what my mama said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he
Would be gone from me
If I could steal one final glance
One final step, one final dance with him
I'd play a song that would never, ever end
Cause I'd love, love, love to dance with my father again
Sometimes I'd listen outside her door
And I'd hear her, mama crying for him
I pray for her even more than me
I pray for her even more than me
I know I'm prayin for much too much
But could You send back the only man she loved
I know You don't do it usually
But Lord, she's dying to dance with my father again
Every night I fall asleep
And this is all I ever dream

Pond's Pinkish White Glow Lightening Cream

Have purchased a product that interests me in the Gurdian earlier. Pond's products.Pinkish interesting word because most of the cream makes my skin seems wearing a mark.I get this product at RM14.50 only with 40g.

Once using this product during secondary school. However, I love exchange goods. I prefer that as its soft floral scent not like like previously cream. As my skin tend to be oily, I feel this cream has a Matte finish and a bit powdery. 7 / 10 ranking.

Envsolve Sdn Bhd

Today is my first day at my new work place..

Hopping that I can catch up everything wisely..

Spider's Eggs

Hurm...last time when i in a progress to clean my aquarium as usual, i found this (in that picture that shown. i really do not know what to call these thing). It is really smelly and fishy. I thought it was a spider eggs because i seen a spider was around it.

It is really sticky and how to describe this ar...hurm....

Olay White Radiance CelLucent™ Fairness

I forgot to review about my new cream whitening last month i brought at Midvalley Mall. It is Olay White Radiance CelLucent Fairness. The texture are really light. The salesgirl recommend these cream to me as it free-oil based and watery..hurm...

But it is really blend my skin well makes this is my favourite cream currently. My skin become healthier and more nudely fair. No more oily as before (fault in choose suitable cream which is creamy thick).

Usually i prefer used these cream before i apply my Dr Jart silver laber bb cream. And the result was really fantastic!!! I love this cream much.

Love Story by Taylor Swift

Love Story by Taylor Swift

We were both young when I first saw you.
I close my eyes and the flashback starts:
I'm standing there on a balcony in summer air.

See the lights, see the party, the ball gowns.
See you make your way through the crowd
and say hello;

Little did I know
That you were Romeo; you were throwing pebbles,
And my daddy said, "Stay away from Juliet."
And I was crying on the staircase,
begging you, 'Please, don't go.'"

And I said,
"Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone.
I'll be waiting; all there's left to do is run.
You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess
It's a love story - baby just say 'Yes.'"

So I sneak out to the garden to see you.
We keep quiet 'cause we're dead if they knew.
So close your eyes; escape this town for a little while.
'Cause you were Romeo, I was a scarlet letter,
And my daddy said "Stay away from Juliet,"
But you were everything to me; I was begging you, 'Please, don't go,'"

And I said,
"Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone.
I'll be waiting; all there's left to do is run.
You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess
It's a love story - baby just say 'Yes.'

Romeo save me - they're tryin' to tell me how to feel;
This love is difficult, but it's real.
Don't be afraid; we'll make it out of this mess.
It's a love story - baby just say "Yes.'"

Oh, oh.

I got tired of waiting,
Wondering if you were ever comin' around.
My faith in you was fading
When I met you on the outskirts of town,

And I said,
"Romeo save me - I've been feeling so alone.
I keep waiting for you but you never come.
Is this in thy head? I don't know what to think-"

He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring and said,
"Marry me, Juliet - you'll never have to be alone.
I love you and that's all I really know.
I talked to your dad - go pick out a white dress;
It's a love story - baby just say 'Yes.'"

Oh, oh. Oh, oh.

'Cause we were both young when I first saw you...