Memoir
You never know how much you love someone until you see them love someone else.
It was also that day that I found out she had a son who was 9 years old and was in primary school. She had been married before but was not happy because her husband beat her and injured her chin. Until now, there is still a clear scar on her chin. After that day, she confided in me a lot about her past and what she had experienced in her past before meeting me. After a week since I went to her house to play, I confessed my love and she accepted. I remember when I confessed to her, she told me, "I've been through a lot in the past, I've had many relationships in the past, they all came to me and then gradually they abandoned me. Because I'm a single mother, are you really and seriously in this relationship, accept me and my child? Because I used to have a family and it broke up?" I thought for a while and then answered her, "I know you have a bad past like other girls, but I believe that you are a good girl, worthy of love and respect. No matter what your past is, I will forgive and accept it. If you agree, I promise to bring you a happy and beautiful future." So she agreed to my confession and accepted to be my girlfriend. A week after that day, she. came down to my room to visit me that day was the weekend Sunday and I told her that you and I work far apart so every time we miss each other we can only call, I want to be near you so I can take better care of you, I want to give you a sense of security and I can protect you better whenever you need it, I want to move closer to your house and work with you, do you agree to this? She agreed and on Wednesday of the following week I asked for leave from the company I was working for to go to the company near her house to work as planned that I told her. On Sunday, when I arrived, she took me to the company she was working for to apply for a job. After I finished the interview, the company made an appointment for me to go to work. Then she took me to find a room. It wasn't until late afternoon that I found a room 1 kilometer from her house. I thought to myself, that's great. Whenever I miss her or she needs me, I can go to her. It's true that when people are in love, they change a lot, and so do I. Every day when we go to work, we meet at the company and see each other and talk to each other, but when we go home, I miss her already. After a few days of working at the new company, I told her that I wanted to pick her up and drop her off at work and go home with her every time she got off work. She agreed, and from then on, we went to work and went home together. In the morning I drove to her house to go to work from early morning until evening when we got home her parents had already eaten dinner and she asked me to eat dinner with her. Her parents were also very nice when I first went to her house to play, my friend told her mother that I was her lover from the first time I came to her house so her parents also loved me very much and considered me as a real son-in-law even though we were not officially lovers at that time. Then time passed and we were still the same, always together, going everywhere and doing everything together. A year later we fell in love, she said she wanted to go to Japan to earn money, then when she came back, she would have money to build a house and we would move out together in January. "Before that, we planned to get married." At that time, I didn't think much, I just thought that we would just work in the country, we would try to save money together and build a house, so when she discussed that with me, I objected and didn't want her to go to Japan. Even though she explained to me, I still didn't listen. We argued, she got angry and didn't talk to me anymore. Even though I texted her, she didn't reply. She didn't even want to meet me at her house. A week later, she said that she had decided to go to Japan and had registered for the exam next month. She was also studying Japanese at a new language center that had just opened near her house. After hearing her say that, I didn't know what to say, I just followed her wishes. On the day she took the exam, I was working because at that time I was alone so I still had to earn money to take care of my life. When she finished the application and told me that she had passed the application to work at a mushroom factory in Nagano province, Japan, I could only congratulate her and encourage her to try harder. After a few days, she went to study Japanese and when she came back, she told me that she wanted me to go with her to Japan. At that time, I also thought about it and decided to go with her to Japan. So the next day, I also went to register for the application to take the exam. Because my application to Japan was urgent, I registered for the application to Japan and the next day someone interviewed me, so that day I had to study all night to prepare.The next day I went to the interview in Hanoi, she went with me and someone from the Japanese language center. When I got to the interview, I went straight into the interview room. She waited outside. After the interview, I went out to wait for the results. I saw her face was very tense. I asked her, she said she was worried about me, wondering if I had passed the application to go to Japan with her. After waiting for 30 minutes, the result was that I had passed the application to work in Niigata province, Japan. From my workplace to her workplace, it was more than 100 kilometers.
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