"Why can't she understand that I don't mind that she is infertile? Okay,i had a hard time handling it that I distance myself But why did she has go to a divorce? I never said that. I don't just understand it. She doesn't let me speak to her either."Park Jae rem keeps talking his problems to his father Park Jimin .
"Dad, why aren't you speak." He speaks in frustation.
His mother, Gwang Reem enters the room along with his wife who is soon to be ex.
"Because he was waiting for me son." Reem took a seat by her husband letting her daughter in law to sit with her son.
"Do you wanna listen to a story?" Jimin spoke for the first time during the talk.
Jae rem sighed in frustation.
The old couple refreshed their memories back to 36 years narrating how they faced to problems arised in their marriage life.
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"Hey, Reem" Young jae greets me as I enter the classroom.
"Hey, boy."
"Uhmm, I was wondering whether you would be able to come to my 21 st birthday party at my house."
"Wow. That's wonderful. When it is."
"12th May. 6.00 pm"
"Cool. I'll be there."
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"Hmm, I am on my best version, click it girl." Talking to you in the mirror.
Reem exited the room only to reach the door to see her friends had arrived to pick her up.
"I am off mom, dad." She shouted and chirped happily as she arrived at the destination with her friends.
All the main events were done. Everyone is socializing while a girl in her black shoulder off, knee length free, huffing over her drink being bored as hell.
'Maybe I should get some fresh air.'
Excuse herself outside, She exhales the fresh air of freedom.
"I didn't know they had a mistletoe tree in their garden." She walked towards the magnificent mistletoe tree in slow steps.
"Aish, this stupid tie." Snapping her head and following the voice only to see a particular male in her navy blue suit struggling with his tie.
"Hey, are you okay?" Reem questions being caring.
Particularly troubled eyes looked at her astonished.
She got pulled towards a hard chest snapping her from her day dream.
"Is this beauty daydreaming while your handsome husband is getting freaking late to his first lecture as a professor?" The owner of the voice asks.
"No, Chim. Just your eyes made me nostalgic for our first meeting. "
Looking at the calendar, "It was exactly around this time of the month we met for the first time." She chuckles while fixing his tie to a perfect shape.
"Oh. Nostalgia I see. Haven't you been daydreaming recently? I wonder why." He flirted back.
"Aren't you getting late? Now go." She pushed the bulky body out of the house.
"Okay, okay. See you." He kissed her forehead before leaving.
"Best of luck." She shouted before closing the door to leave for her work.
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I AM A LOVE-MADE ARTIFICIAL
Short Story"I am Love-Made Artificial" An informative short story. "Why can't she understand that I don't mind that she is infertile? Okay,i had a hard time handling it that I distance myself But why did she has go to a divorce? I never said that. I don't jus...