Chapter two

“I thank you again, attorney.” The last thing Kaye said to me was after we drove her to her house. I just tried to draw a smile on my lips even though my attention wasn't there but on what I saw at them earlier. However, I didn't ask her any more questions or say anything, instead I just quietly turned my back on her and then got into the car. Gael immediately drove the car away from that place, but my mind was still uneasy. I know that I have no right to doubt about them both because I know that I should not be jealous of my husband, besides that, I have a lot of trust in him that he will never cheat on me. Maybe it's better if I just forget about what I saw. I just closed my eyes rather than think about it. I took a deep breath and turned my attention to our happy memories. After a while, I heard a slow song where that song seemed familiar to me. I slowly opened my eyes, and then I turned to my husband where I noticed that he was smiling at me. He held my hand while I was just silently staring at him.

“I know you're tired, so take a rest.” He said in a voice that seemed to be in a good mood. I frowned and looked down at his hand resting on my left hand.

“You look happy today.” I spoke softly, but he didn't seem to hear me and just focused his attention on the road while he whistled as if he was going along with the music.

“Honey.” I called him, but he didn't turn to me, so I called him again, but his attention seemed to be diverted to something else. I closed my eyes for a moment and took a deep breath.

“Gael.” At this point, he turned to me and I caught his attention as he removed his hand from me and then turned off the radio.

“Yes, hon? Are you calling me? I'm sorry because I was too focused on the music.” He responded to me with a wide smile still on his lips. Those smiles of his often lighten my mood, but at those times I feel annoyed and want to erase those smiles. “Why? Is there a problem? Do you need something? Or maybe you're hungry? Where do you want to eat?” he added, but those were not the words I wanted to hear from him. I can't even understand why I still seem to be nervous even though I have nothing to be afraid of, but I still can't help but feel like this. What I don't like at all is that I see him talking to another woman besides me. Maybe it's because I love him so much, and I've become so obsessed with being his legal wife. Perhaps I should also avoid watching dramas on shows and reading books about romance.

“Are you okay? Does something hurt you?” he asked me worriedly, but I didn't say anything but my head was bowed while my two fists were clenched. Unexpectedly, tears suddenly fell from my eyes, which he also noticed immediately, so he quickly stopped the car on the sidewalk. He removed his seat belt and then held both of my hands. “What's wrong with you? Why are you crying?” he added, and I slowly looked up at him where our eyes met each other and my tears kept falling. I saw his eyes on me that still didn't change, and his face showed the utmost concern for me.

“I'll tell you the truth, Gael. I'm nervous.” I replied to him that he was curious about me. “I'm jealous because I saw you and my client while changing conversations. I'm afraid she might steal you away from me.” I added in a trembling voice while my tears were still falling steadily. There was silence around us for a minute, but it was immediately broken when he winced and smiled mischievously as he stared at me. He cupped my cheek with his two hands and wiped the tears from my eyes.

“Have you forgotten what I promised you when we both got married? That I will not look at any other woman but you. I have no other woman to love but you. Even if I live again in this world, you will still be the woman I choose to marry.” After he told me that, he gently pulled me closer to him and then hugged me as he's gently tapping my back. Because of the words I heard from him, the fear and nervousness I was feeling suddenly disappeared like a bubble. I breathed a sigh of relief and everything that was bothering my mind disappeared. I was reassured by his hug and everything became clear to me. We stayed in that position for ten minutes until all my doubts about him disappeared as I rubbed my eyes.

“You can't prevent me from being jealous because I'm your wife.” I told him that he just smiled, and then he nodded while staring at me. “And besides, you can't get rid of me doubting you because you're handsome and besides, there are many women hanging around you.” I added in a shy voice, and at the same time he grinned and laughed. He hugged me again and gently rubbed the back of my head, and then kissed my forehead.

“Hon, always remember that no one else is important to me but you. No matter what other woman comes to me and even if she undresses in front of me, I will ignore them, I will not give them the slightest attention. Because you are the only sexy woman in my eyes.” He whispered to me, and then he suddenly kissed me on the lips, which surprised me, but I didn't stop him, but I responded to his kiss while placing my two hands on his shoulders.

It's been more than two years since I got married to a man fourteen years younger than me. We were in a relationship for six years and I don't regret the decisions I made in life, especially when I accepted what he offered me to be his spouse. However, it wasn't easy for both of us because we often heard negative things from people around us. They frequently judge me because of my age and also because of my looks. Sporadically they mistake him as my son or as his aunt, but their eyes suddenly widen when they realize that we are a couple. We have almost moved our residence several times because we both want to avoid trouble, gossip and judgmental people. But it appears that there are many such people in this world, and people like them are not simply being avoided. That regardless of where we go, it is inevitable that we will both be judged. But over time, we are getting used to hearing gossip about the two of us, and we just ignore it because nothing is more important to us than being together. Besides that, I have a lot of trust in Gael that even though he is twenty-nine years old, he is a more matured thinker, and he always reminds me that there is nothing more essential to him in this world than me, his wife. And regardless of what he tells me, I believe him because I love and trust him so much. Every so often I can't help but be emotional and angry when another woman is looking at him and approaching him. But Gael is kind. He is not the type of man who will seize the opportunity to get close to other women just because he is handsome and many people like him, but he, himself, will stay away from them and find a way so that he cannot hurt me and so that there is no reason to be jealous with them. However, the problem is always with me because I can't stop my emotions and I can't avoid thinking about anything about the two of us, that maybe one day he will leave me too. Occasionally I ask myself in front of the mirror, can I live alone without him? I don't think so, I don't want to lose him in my life. Because since he came into my life, my world suddenly became colorful, and he brought me happiness, he is also the reason why I am still alive in this unfair world.