Shattered Truth

Experiences in the flow (24): the Ex Returns! Part 2

"It was a strange dream.

I'm in bed with Nueng. His face is shoulder and arm is mounted on my chest.

It looks like a sleeping angel – mine, my special angel, lovely.

I breathe deeply, smile, and silently thank God for all the joy it has brought into my life. I smell her hair and the sweet fragrance that makes me feel loved, safe and secure.

Like a experienced ground fighter, has strategically Nueng wrapped a leg back and around one of mine. (Even in his sleep, she is afraid I leave it.)

Then I hear it.

It sounds like … As … no, no way!

Sounds like the voice of my ex-girlfriend! Is climbing the stairs yelling at me, and I realize it's not a dream! "

"Prosperity: The eternal flow of all that is good in life …"

By Carlos "JC" Pantejo, Copyright May 2008

(Author "My Friend Yu – The Prosperity Teacher. Pantejo Copyright August 2007 – Yes publication Vurce.)

* Below is the twenty-fourth share in a series of real life events experienced by the author. The only deviations from the truth can be the names of people and places. These stories are also incorporated in "My Friend Yu – Prosperity Mentor: Book II," Pantejo – Yes Vurce publication. Publication Date: 2008.

– Drama –

Up in my bedroom and half asleep, heard someone slip a key into the door. The door creaks open (always seem to forget that oil the hinges on that thing). I guess the person who enter my house I hear my sister home from the market where she sells clothing and Second hand.

But then the sound of a voice puts me in instant alertness.

It is the unmistakable voice, girl of my ex-girlfriend (Kai)!

"JC! JC, T rak (love)! JC? T-rak, boy yu tueng Khun Maak Maak (Honey, I missed you so much)!"

I close my eyes and listen more attention, with the hope that this does not happen, maybe just a bad dream.

But the steps on the ladder to confirm the worst. They are definitely awkward "Stutter-step" of Kai. (She has never been more stylish for women).

To avoid the constant fall, basically stomped their way through life. He was always a fun show to see it walk on your favorite high-heeled shoes (kind of like watching a spin wobble when it starts to decline).

– Doors closed, open doors –

I had forgotten the spare house key remains among the shoes in a shoe rack outside the front door. The former no. She I had used to "silence" into my house and "surprise" me with his return.

At that time, Nueng was awake and knew what was happening. She put a finger to his lips and whispered, "Shhhh … Reo reo (fast, fast)!"

Nueng wanted me to quit of the room before Kai came to the top of the stairs and "accidentally" shut the door behind me. Even under the most extreme circumstances, Nueng always been fair.

Damn! Why I can not leave this house when I decided to cut all ties with the ex?

I was writing Kai permanently out of my life for over six months.

Nueng and I found another place, a secret place that nobody knew (ie her ex-husband and my ex-girlfriends) to actually start again.

– Who cares? –

Nueng, Nueng my sweet and strong.

She was the wife more honest and caring I've met in Thailand. I remember when the water had stopped running in our house and we were tired and dirty to spend the day outdoors.

No fuss, took Nueng some empty containers, drink six liters of water, got on my bike, and hastened to fill up water machine drinking.

Upon returning, she then dumped the water in large bowl, black garbage that used to store water.

When I offered to help her smell just-kissed my neck and said: "ABP NARM, T-rak (bathing, baby)," and then shot off for more water.

In summary, care. She truly cares.

And I knew it was my laziness (and stupid) that has put us in this situation.

– Same, in the same? –

I kissed Nueng, whispered "kon deos Rak Khun (I love you, only you), and quickly put some shorts. When you leave the room, I went in the upstairs hallway, closing the bedroom door behind me.

Twice as long to the top of the stairs, I saw Kai.

I intercepted him in the small landing half way down the stairs. As I watched her, I did not really know how it feels.

I definitely I was in shock.

It was as if all the feelings of anger, confusion and despair he had experienced during my discovery of his lies and infidelity were painfully risen again.

The sour emotions began to get to my stomach (through my throat and heart).

Is It was like the shock reflection, panting and throbbing you get when you accidentally swallow some hot coffee, hot.

Apparently, Kai is not realized any hint of my inner turmoil. I guess my attitude is expressionless, tibia was another of those mysterious ". Farang (foreing) Things" (translated stupid)

She smiles at her trademark dazzling smile and hands me a belated Christmas gift (a small stuffed toy).

Wrap your arms around me, she kissed me, and then buried her head on my shoulder and says, "Me-lee-mah Klees (his attempt to say Merry Christmas in English), rak" T ". Chan rak khun (I love). "

Uncomfortable, I accepted her gift and returned her embrace – ALL THE WHILE THINKING OF Nueng HIDE IN MY ROOM "

As I argued Kai, my only thoughts were:

"Wow. I do not remember this little Kai before. She feels so fragile! Nueng is so different better. No matter how hard Nueng hug, you can always hugs me back stronger. "

Then, knowledge of the situation was and I Kai took the hand down the stairs, saying that we must speak out.

My plan was to go with her on the front porch, sitting, and asked why returned.

Of course, I knew more or less. In my opinion, the scenario was formed firmly:

1.Her "suicidal" boyfriend, probably ran out of money.
2.Profoundly wise to his "money management habits," I knew she probably was broke too.
3.Her best cash cows were no longer available or will not be cheated again.
4.She probably thought he could easily convince that the lead again (until I could find something / someone better – again).

Always the same with her. It's always about money!

– She Knows! –

Finally he reached the first floor. But to my surprise, Kai ignored all my requests to go out, grabbed his bag and charged back up the stairs!

It was then that "he knew she knew."

I tried to stop on the landing, I shrugged. She became furious. His eyes were fire, shooting flames as he looked daggers at me, the bedroom door, and plastic bags full of their belongings through the open door the spare bedroom!

I never, never, never had been so fierce.

Also, I've never fought physically with a woman (female civil ie) in my life and I was not going to start now.

Resigned to my fate, I dropped it and squatted on the landing and saw the scene unfold.

The next thing you hear is the suitcase Kai fell on the floor of the lobby, then bedroom doorknob shook several times, and finally, the sound of Kai trying to open the door (unsuccessfully) with all the key ring spare keys.

(I knew there was no spare key bedroom in the ring.)

Then the real show began.

Arrghh! Whack! Mah-ah hee (Thai word bad)! Pum! Krai (Who)! Knock-knock-knock!

Kai was screaming, kicking and banging on the door of the bedroom. I thought I would break down the door!

– Bad Girl, Little? –

But suddenly is quiet, a kind of deafening silence.

I climbed the stairs to find Kai remaining in a fetal position by the door of my room, crying. His world was breaking and it seemed like a poor girl sad little orphan. I felt like the biggest heel in the world.

Gently, I lifted her up and began down the stairs again.

Making it, I remembered the many times he had found asleep in front of the TV and took to bed. But now she felt so light, so little and so vulnerable.

What am I doing? What am I thinking? This woman in my arms I used. She used me as was every other man. She put me in hell!

I have to support. Stay focused.

For all I know, this is only another of his tricks.

And I have not forgotten Nueng. Nueng has never lied to me. Nueng never been squeezed for cash. Nueng has never left me. Nueng deserves a man that will do the same. Nueng loves me and I love it.

Halfway down the stairs on the landing, Kai came to the wooden railing and held a firm grip on the same. I wanted down and out of my arms. And I wanted to download now!

The stood up and tried to wipe the tears from her eyes, but she pulled away. Was Obviously she did not want to play more.

Finally I saw hatred in her eyes as she removed the gold ring, ring silver school had as a senior and threw them on the floor of the landing. It sounded like the coins fell into the cup of a beggar.

God bless. She did not pawn them. More Later I discovered why. She did not need. Had insisted my expensive cell phone.

Then she reached into her purse, drew the ATM cards – ATM cards used to access two of my bank accounts, but disabled for now – and pulled down as well.

Plunk, plunk. They came as thick kindergarten, playing cards next to the rings.

Through all this, I was starting to feel sorry for her. I tried but did not have the heart to her. I just kept my head and eyes down, looking at rings and ATM cards.

They are just down there.

To save face (and solve) briefly closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

– Second round –

The next thing I felt is the face of Kai in my chest. She's got me in a bear hug. She's crying like a baby unwanted, abandoned. I feel the tears running through my stomach. With each seizure crying, I pressed harder and harder.

God! This girl is stronger than it looks!

The release of her embrace me, Kai reaches and holds my face in his hands. I open my eyes to see tears in Kai, red swollen eyes, runny nose, and lips trembling.

She was hysterical (uncontrolled shaking) and hyperventilation.

Struggling to breathe fast, short, she moaned, "JC mai rak Kai (JC Kai no love)? [Mourn, mourn] Tamai (why)? [Mourn, mourn] Tamai, T rak (Why, my love)? Chan rak khun (I love). [Mourn, mourn] JC Love Kai! Chan rak khun. Chan rak khun! (I love you. I love you!). "

Cough and mucus, which is based on my body and hugs strength again …

(Continued in "Experiences in the flow [25]: The return of the ex! Part 3.")

Your friend in this journey called Intrepid life,

Carlos "JC" Pantejo

Thailand, the anguish, the return, ex-girlfriend, mourn, love, the very same money, the bride, surprise, lies, infidelity, cheat.

Note: To read more about Asian and Western cultural differences, relationship advice, discovering unconditional love, exorcising past personal demons, the Universal Laws and the illusory Secret of Happiness, please read the following articles:

"The experience of" flow ": From Heartbreak to Happiness"

"Experiences from 'The Flow' (2): Match or Synchronicity: a relapse, to miracles … "

"The experience of" flow "(3): LOST AND FOUND – Kindred Spirits and errors in a hurry. "

"The experience of" flow "(4): Lost and Found – Destined to be?"

"Experiences of "upstream" (5): "The Stray"

"Experiences of" The flow (6): "New Beginnings, Old End"

"Experiences from 'The Flow' (7) – Living Well? Farangs and Finance: The Myth "

"Experiences from 'The Flow" (8) Living Well? Farangs and Finance: The Reality, Stupidity, and hard knocks. "

"Experiences from 'The Flow' (9):. New Bride New Life

"Experiences of" current "(10):. Farangs and Asians – Polarized Views"

"Experiences of "current" (11) – Farangs: In (or think) a Western term Relationship / Asia? Read this now!

"Experiences" current "(12) – Farang: Square Peg, round hole? compatibility issues."

"The experience of" flow "(13) – Farang: Compatibility Issues II "

"Experiences of" current "(14) – Farang: Tipping the balance. Good or bad?"

"The experience of" flow "(15) – Farang: Interpretation of the results."

"The experiences of" current "(16) – Farang: Make your scale Sway or Walk Away."

"Experiences of" current "(17) – Farang: an interpretation deep. The scales unbalanced. "

"The experience of" flow "(18): A positive slope with a Bar Girl?"

"The experience of" flow "(19): Another Good Tilt with a Bar Girl?"

"Experiences "Current" (20):. The Good Tilt – Enhancing your relationship compatible "

"The experience of" flow "(21): Farang: It's Songkran. Hide your wallet! Part 1. "

"The experience of" flow "(22): Farang: It's Songkran. Hide your wallet! Part 2. "

"Experiences in the flow (23): The return of the ex! Part 1".

"Alternative Notions of Life, a way different:. Guardian Angels and Universal Laws "

"Alternative Notions of Life, a different path (2): Trying too hard?"

"Alternative Notions of Life, a different path (3): First, be effective."

"The alternative notions of life, a different path (4): Intent. Be safe. "

"Alternative Notions of Life, a different path (5): Why me or why not me? Your choice. "

"The alternative notions of life, a different path (6): Gratitude – What is your perspective?

"Alternative Notions of life, a different path (7): Happiness – Are you looking in the right place? "

"How dare you!" Out of desperation they learned to forgive "

"Remember who you are!"

"Need to Heal Your Broken Heart? Read. Overcoming anxiety and learn the secret of happiness illusory. "

"Simple (and price) Life Lessons Most Influential Prosperity Mentor in my life – My father "

And much more!

(By Carlos "JC" and published on the internet Pantejo wide, keyword: [title of article] or "Carl Pantejo)

Enjoy them, my friend.

Pantejo@ynvurcepublishing.com

About the Author

About the Author:

He is a retired U.S. Military veteran. Believing that school was too boring, he dropped out of High School early; only to earn an A.A., B.S., and MBA in less than 4 years much later in life – while working full-time as a Navy/Marine Corps Medic. In spite of a fear of heights and deep water, he free-fall parachuted out of airplanes and performed diving ops in very deep, open ocean water. He went to Thailand 2 years ago for a week’s vacation, fell into a teaching job, and has never left!

Carl “J.C.” Pantejo
Pantejo@ynvurcepublishing.com
Founder, Y.N. Vurce Publishing

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