See You On The Other Side

Domestic Problems

Forth POV

I woke up late, yet again, the following morning. It was past midnight when I came home from Beam's place. When I descended the stairs, there was no one in sight. Then, I heard shouting outside front door so I rushed to peek at the window.

Manaow was at the front yard and her kids were with Ming and Angel. Sammy was there too and I think she had no plans of going to work. Honestly, I don't even know what day it was as I always lose my sense of reality when I'm with Beam. I checked the calendar and was surprised that it was a Saturday. It made sense that the children were playing outside this early morning.

"Hi guys!" I greeted them. They all turned to my direction at the same time.

Angel immediately ran to me. "Good morning dad! Let's play!"

"Later baby." I said. I glanced at Ming but he was ignoring me. I missed one of his basketball games again. I heard he was the star player of their team.

"Hey buddy what's wrong? Are you still sulking at daddy?" I inquired.

"You promised dad!" He raised his voice.

"Don't shout at daddy, Ming! What's your problem?" Sammy scolded our son.

"It's okay honey, I was wrong." I approached Ming and hugged him. "I'm sorry my big boy. I'm a bad daddy."

"No, you're still a good dad, just don't break your promise ever again." I hugged him again and patted his head. The truth is, I wanted to cry because I have so many misgivings with my first born. I don't even know how to make up for them.

"I love you baby." I murmured.

"Dad, I'm not a baby anymore." Ming complained. To lighten up the mood, I tickled him and he burst out laughing. My youngest joined in and we were tumbling around our front yard.

It was a picture perfect scene that I don't want to end. I decided to suppress the corruption born from my feelings for Beam. I don't want to fall all the way into the abyss with Beam because I love my family.

Yes, I love my wife and I should not be confused about this. I should secure my feelings in favor of my family. It's not right that they are getting only a portion of my love. So I made a decision to talk to my wife about it. I may not admit my indiscretion, at least I'll be able to inform her that we have a problem thay we need to talk and settle. I require help from her and worse I think even from a psychiatrist.

Fuck! This is madness!

"Hon, I think there's a problem we should talk about." I finally shared to Sammy.

"Problem? Tell me, what's that about?" She seemed wholly surprised.

"Are you familiar with marriage counselling? Uhm, I think we should seek help regarding our relationship and our sex life." I suggested.

Her face had this 'what the fucking hell?' look and she answered. "What? That's loads of crap honey, half of those people are crooks."

"That's ridiculous." I chuckled to reduce the tension.

"No! Ridiculous is the money we spend on some fake doctors who just listening to the problems." She said as-a-matter-of-factly.

"Wow! I didn't know you hated their entire profession. I can't believe that I'm hearing it from a doctor like you." I retorted.

"Look honey. We've always talk about everything right? Why do we need to narrate our problems with people we don't know? Why will we permit anyone to intrude in our personal life?"

"Honey, listen to me." I was about to state my case, but she then held my face and kissed me.

"Hon, you're just tired. You should file for a vacation leave and take a breather. You're working too hard. Take a rest and let's try to make a new baby. Hihihi!"