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Glass shatters all over the greyish marble kitchen floor,with rage building up within her body,Y/N's brows furrows with anger and so is her red face.
"I will never love you Nanami! You're a piece of shit!!," Y/N steps on the broken glasses leaving some bloody footsteps covering the floor all to way to their bedroom at the end of the dark hallway.
Nanami sighs at his partner's behaviour before he knelt down one knee and collect all the broken pieces of glasses while thinking about how to be a good husband to his partner that he love dearly and can't seem to let go despite whatever happens between two of them.
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"Y/N,I want you to marry him," You could felt that your body was slowly caves in while you were in front of both of your parents while wearing your kimono on your 28th birthday.
You didn't dare to even lift up to your head and just stared deeply onto your nails as you were placing both of your hands on your thighs while sitting formally and respectfully in front of the elders and next to a stranger in black Yukata.
"Any objections Y/N?," You father's deep & husky voice never failed to scare you and without hesitation you nodded your head and went with everything your parents wanted ever since you were a kid and thanks to that you became the kid that everyone so envied towards to but never a kid you were proud to be.
"No father..," You replied slowly before he left his place and as you remembered the raindrops sounded heavier as each of them fell onto the bamboo roof of their traditional house.
It rained as heavy as your heart.
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[23/8/202x
I tried to love him but I can't. He is sweet,nice & caring but each time I tried to there's gonna be something bad happen between us as if fate just doesn't want to us to be together. He never yell at me,respects me as his partner and always agree with whatever I'm saying but I'm so sure those stressing him out...what should I do? I still hate him regardless..
Y/N]
The same black polished nails turn to another page-a few pages before the journal been written,back to the first day they married each other.
10 Things I hate About You <\3
1. YOU ARE SO UNAFFECTED !!!
2.
A black pen drops under the table and Y/N starts to scratch her short,red hair while gasping air of frustration on her working desk.
It's only been a few months since she devotes her whole life to be a wife to a guy her father told her to marry. Y/N immediately left the working desk walking to the kitchen just to exchanging gazes with the man she despise the most.
"Do you want some sandwich?," Nanami offers his wife a plate of fresh ham sandwich and without even looking at it she immediately closed the fridge door after picking up some fruits. "No," She replies coldly.
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Inside a humble Minka build by my great-great grandfather where I was born and raised is also a place where I spent most of my 20's learning about how to be a great wife to a guy that I'll marry with for whole of my life.
Dad is a sorcerer and Mum is just a normal housewife that raise a daughter,me. Growing up I had no sweet memories with my father,he usually goes to work before 6 and come home after 12. We barely talk and he is so strict,stricter than mother. Sometimes,I feel like they aren't my truest parents but as I growing up I know why they act that way.
"Straighten up your posture!," My back was beaten with a thick bamboo stick from behind. "Never ever bent your back in front of your in-laws,got it?!," Mum walking around the guest room with the bamboo stick with frown brows,her yelling were loud enough to awakened our sleeping guard dog.
"Make sure the temperature is perfect enough to bath. Not to hot nor cold..," Father slowly dipped his hand inside the tub and nodded slowly. "This is perfect..,"
In ima next to my bedroom,I heard my parents' laughter alongside exchanging conversation with a guy I assumed to be my husband. He has deep voice and the way he talked to them sounded so respectfully and gentle. The glimpse of his blonde hair curious me but did I interested in him? 7 million years,perhaps.
"Y/N..come," My mother in her favourite pink kimono came into my room and whispered slowly to me while offering her hand to me. "faster..," It was the first I saw her smiling.
Since then I realised,I wanted to do things that can make my parents smile more often and if marrying the guy who sat next to me would make them smile more often then I'd do it and...I did it.
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As my husband is having his time under the kotatsu I try to get closer to him and spend time with him but each time I try to do that,someone or thing in me would tell me to hate him.
"Yes,dear?," Without even calling his name yet he already know that his wife is behind him with her head down and playing with her fingers. "Do you need anything?," He slowly approaches her before slowly putting his palm on her right cheek.
It feels cold,as cold as her heart towards him but each time Nanami look at his wife,his heart would melt away despite the hatred she has against him.
"Nothing..," She immediately stands up and leave the room that smells like tatami where he usually do his work and rest.
She knows what her husband work as,how risky it is and how much she hated his work. She saw with her own eyes how her father was at his own brink of death trying to save her little sibling from the curse when she was just a kid and he was only 3. She hated herself since then because she was born with an ability that she never asked to have.
"Kento..," She call his name from the other room slowly but clear for her husband to hear her. "Yes?," "Can you clear the curses inside the storage room? I'm trying to sleep," With tears slowly forms around her tear ducts she looks at her husband vulnerably.
To Be Continued...