Turn the head too, you see fatigue?

I grew up, both of the same fears that strenuous subtle infiltration of the farm house, am going to school for afternoon described the parents help the busy season, the same day the security ban, motivate each other in learning to take on escape from poverty, extreme. Perhaps because of the difficult, so our big ones, throughout the year, and I just took turns leading the class. Then the sentiment also flourish naturally, sublimation.

Luck smiled when we do reach. He studied economics and I'm learning a foreign language, since entering the field, the guys had the determination to try to obtain work and remained in the capital. Everything is so clean, convenient, both out of school with a degree in honors, not difficult to you would be the last major convoy in a building. Also, I get to do the translation in a State Agency, the two-income couple are both very pretty. Out of school for a year then we married, buying an apartment. Basically life is very stable.

However, the only thing I still patrol wings in the Palm, which is my husband. From the day of official business on the city, her husband expressed no longer wanted to go home. Two years away from home, you just call on the two sides asking parents and sent gifts, money rather than nothing about his homeland. Bươn brush all year, come new year I clicked nhổm remember, remember their homeland like about earnestly, then you keep limbo, Institute of evidentiary busy refused, forever out I finds new year rush, British train ticketing told me to go alone, he says I work too, not currency. I hit my thủi about alone, and though an egypian exterior sides in to ask my husband, I only know laugh except tell you to look busy, because this should not be done.

I don't understand why you left it, until one day, I might break everything. Day, evening finish, I sit outside the room, suddenly there is knock on the door. I opened the door she found neighbors upstairs, behind my sister's two women, both were dressed very blue hordes, I guess is the new sister in the country. Not open then she said: "I give thanks to bath my sister 2, my gauge in his hometown, missed the ship up the bottom should come too late. Today my house again takes to the water... " I heard that instant fun, protected in the home. But since then, I found my husband. He does not sit silent outside that dropped into the room. Fortunately she should not rush neighbors noticed his strange attitude.

You know, he is very much on par ngổn (artwork)

My sister back, I'm on, see you standing outside the window, looks sad. Then he confided to me, see, I think she came 2 her parents, came to life in his hometown. How he's running, he says it's not because you don't remember home. But because he is afraid to see the poverty. He grew up in the extreme, in the dirt, you're too scared, afraid to want to dispose of them, want to escape the poor, dark past. Are you afraid of seeing his homeland wilt, afraid of seeing poor poor corpse scene;. You say, did I ứa tears at itself ... no doubt how much of this year, you have to think it out. Perhaps, you can throw away all stars, he wanted to forget the whole British breeding adult, childhood growth, does not have the extreme dates, whether you today. I want to forget both parents, who have since he archaic labour, the sale of land to sell back to the Sun.

My husband! I know you always want to strive for, want to work for his parents bloom blooming eyebrow face, proud of him. But because the things that deny the homeland, denied sacred thing, then how much is it worth? You know I always want to turn heads, but the turn too early, can you see fatigue?=