She's Married To Rasmus✔️

Twenty six

Her point of view

Rasmus didn't come home all day and I really don't know where he is because I don't have his cellphone number either. So I can't even call or text him. Even though I had a little difficulty in acting, I finished what I did. I cleaned the whole house again and washed the bedsheet that I had stained.

I also cooked dinner early for the two of us later and if he goes with me I will eat a second time. When the dish was cooked, I immediately turned off the stove and rested on the sofa.

I thought for a moment and will Rasmus like it if we ever have children? What if he rejects our child? What if he doesn't hold me accountable or if he takes my child from me and takes it away. There were many questions in my mind and many questions that I wanted answered. But I'm afraid of what might happen and force myself to strengthen myself. I shouldn't be thinking about things that make me sad.

I waited for him for more than an hour and he still didn't come. I looked at the wall clock and it was past eight in the evening. I have decided to eat alone. Maybe he ate somewhere.

When I was about to stand up, I heard a car parking outside, a sign that Rasmus was here. I quickly stood up and went to the door to open it.

I was still smiling while opening it. When I finally opened the door, the smile on my lips seemed to disappear and was replaced by a question. He was with a woman who looked like a model. Smooth and beautiful physique.

"Rasmus." I softly called his name. It was as if nothing happened to him and he just kept on entering. The woman who was still smiling at me followed him, but she suddenly stopped.

"Are you Rasmus' wife?" She suddenly asked and I raised my forehead to face her even though she was taller than me.

"Yes I am, who are you?" I immediately said and she smiled again before answering.

"I'm Rasmus's woman." It was like cold water was poured on me when I heard that. After she said that, she turned her back on me and followed Rasmus who was now in his room. I did not notice that I was crying already. Because the tears flowed quickly down my cheeks. I'm hurting! Why is this happening!

Is that why he always leaves because of that woman? When I couldn't stop it, I sobbed with a tight chest.