Cohabitation With My Ex-Husband

"Let's come back here in two… ah, three years!" said Michael suddenly, staring intently at Sarah's face.

"Three years?" Sarah asked confusedly. Why did they have to come back in three years?

They could come again next week, or maybe two weeks, but why three years?

Isn't that quite a long time?

"Yeah, let's come here again with our child!" said Michael with a serious face.

Since earlier, even though Michael was lying on Sarah's thighs, the corners of his eyes couldn't take his eyes off of what was happening around him.

Michael continued to see several small children running in the meadow. Some were with their peers while playing tag, some were with their families.

The one with the families played kites and some played catch with their father.

Seeing that, Michael couldn't hide his envy.

He also… wanted to do that.

Playing catch or flying a kite with his son, or doing something on the mat with his daughter.

So Michael had decided, he was sure it wouldn't take long for Sarah to get pregnant, and he wanted to do the same, just like the father and son pair he had seen.

Sarah fell silent when she heard this. Didn't think that was the reason why Michael wanted to come back in three years.

Looks like Michael really wants to have a child soon.

However, Sarah immediately changed her facial expression to a smile, before Michael sensed that she was currently feeling bad for the man.

"Sure, let's come back here later with our child," Sarah replied with a smile and stroked Michael's head.

***

"This is really nice" said Michael who had been sitting while stretching his leg. In one hand he held a soda can that had been opened by him.

At this time they had just finished eating Sarah's sandwiches and were sitting and enjoying the view in front of them.

"Isn't that right? It's really nice! I feel tired!" said Sarah who sat next to Michael then put her head on Michael's shoulder.

A full stomach with a light breeze made her a little sleepy.

Michael looked at his wife, then smiled, before finally looking back ahead, back at the green landscape in front of him.

Suddenly, there was a ball that came from behind and hit Michael's body, making Michael immediately groan in pain and see what just hit him.

"What is it?"

Sarah, who was almost asleep, immediately opened her eyes when she heard Michael's groan.

Michael didn't answer right away, his head turned back and his hands darted around looking for something.

Not long after, Michael immediately discovered what had just hit him.

That's softball.

"Someone threw this at me," Michael replied, showing Sarah the ball in his hand.

Michael then looked back, trying to find out who threw the ball at him.

However, it didn't take long for Michael to see an old woman and two boys, maybe eight or nine years old, walking towards him.

One of the boys looked frightened, while the other looked reluctant, as if wondering why he should also come when it wasn't his fault at all, but the woman behind them kept pushing them.

"I apologize, it was our ball and the kids accidentally threw it and hit you," said the old woman apologetically. She then touched the two boys' shoulders, as if telling them to apologize.

"I'm sorry," said the two children with downcast faces.

Michael, who had wanted to scold them, finally didn't when he saw them coming in nicely and apologized, even though one of his children seemed reluctant to come.

"Did you throw the ball?" Michael asked the kid who looked scared then showed him the ball in his hand.

The boy was slightly surprised, then nodded slowly.

"I'm sorry," said the boy, bowing his head again, holding his hands.

Michael then turned his gaze to the child who looked reluctant.

"And you were supposed to catch it?" Michael asked to make sure what he was thinking was right.

The boy nodded.

"Yeah, I should have caught it but he threw it high!" said the child and then pointed to the other child.

"You asked me to do it because you didn't want to catch the ball so easily!" said the other child, objecting to being completely blamed by his friend.

"Boys!" scolded the woman, making the children finally fall silent.

"Once again please forgive these children," the woman said looking at Michael.

From the clothes worn by Michael and the woman beside him, the woman already knew that they were both rich people. She could only hope that the two of them were not arrogant rich people and would scold these children.

Michael finally nodded, then immediately passed the ball to them.

"Next time please play carefully," Michael said with a smile and touched the heads of the two children in turn.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you very much. Come on children, say thank you to this uncle," said the woman trying to hold the children who were about to run away.

The two then immediately thanked him quickly so they could get back to playing.

However, before she was about to turn around, she noticed the face of the woman sitting next to Michael who was averting her face.

"Are you… Sarah?" asked the old woman, a little unsure then tried to see Sarah's face clearly.

Meanwhile, Sarah, who had wanted to see who threw the ball at Michael, immediately turned her face when she saw an old woman who came with two little boys.

She recognized the woman!

However, she tried to avert her face and covered her face with her hair, hoping that woman would quickly settle her business with Michael and leave them.

But it seemed that again what she expected didn't really happen because the woman called her name, making Sarah flinch a little.

Before Sarah could shake her head, Michael's voice immediately sounded.

"Oh? You know my wife?" asked Michael in surprise.

It was extremely rare for him to meet his wife's acquaintances.

The old woman's face looked surprised.

"Ahh… so you're married," said the woman. There was a hint of disappointment clearly visible on her face.

Sarah sighed, then finally got up the courage to look at the old woman.

"Long time no see, Mother Teresa," Sarah greeted with a faint smile.

The old woman smiled at Sarah's reaction.

"You look healthy, I'm glad," said the old woman sincerely.

Michael looked at the old woman, then looked at Sarah with a confused look, as if to ask who the old woman was.

"She's the mother at my orphanage," Sarah answered awkwardly.

Michael looked surprised, then hurriedly greeted the old woman in a friendly manner.

"Ah, I apologize. I didn't know that you were the mother in my wife's orphanage," Michael said apologetically. Thank goodness he wasn't being rude.

"No need to apologize. I'm glad Sarah married a nice man," the old woman replied, looking relieved.

Michael smiled sheepishly at that.

"Then… I'll excuse myself. Once again apologize for what the children did," said the old woman and then prepared to turn around and follow the children who had left her earlier.

"How about you join us?" Michael offered before the old woman turned around.

This was Michael's first time meeting anyone Sarah knew, ah, or rather someone who was like Sarah's parents?

Sarah once said that she was in an orphanage since she was a baby. If the old woman was Sarah's orphanage mother, wouldn't she be like Sarah's family?

Sarah flinched slightly at Michael's sudden invitation, as did the old woman.

"Ahh… that…" the old woman awkwardly turned her head to Sarah, trying to see the woman's expression.

"You can join us, Mother Teresa. We still have sandwiches and drinks, though not much," Sarah finally answered when she saw Michael's hopeful expression.

Teresa then looked back at the children playing, before finally deciding to take off her sandals and join Michael and Sarah.

"Are you guys having a picnic?" Sarah asked and then turned to the children who were playing. Apart from the two children earlier, there were also three boys and four girls.

"Ah, yes. Tomorrow the kids have to go back to school because their summer vacation is over, they asked to come play here," the old woman explained. Her gestures look a little awkward.

The old woman then opened her mouth, as if to say something, before finally closing it again.

Michael watched the old woman, and his wife in turn.

For someone who could be said to be close, the two of them looked so awkward, Sarah couldn't even look the old woman straight in the eye.

Michael finally understood that something was going on between them.

"Are they children in an orphanage?" asked Michael suddenly, then pointed to the children playing not far from where they were.

Teresa nodded.

"Can I play with them?" Michael asked suddenly, much to Sarah and Teresa's surprise.

After getting Teresa's approval, Michael immediately stood up and put on his sandals again, then left the two women.