He stares at me and frowns. "Rackie, don't you dare do that again, I don't want to be a widower." He said and wiped his tears right away. "I can't let you leave me just because of your suicide. I didn't marry you to kill yourself. I want to have a family with you." he said then kissed my hands.
"I also don't want to end things out like that," I replied then place my forehead to his. "This time I will help myself so please wait for me," I said.
"We will wait for you, Rackie." He replied.
"By the way, I think we should have an endearment by now, right?"
"Huh?" he looks dumbfounded. He blinks as if the words I said were not human.
"I said, let's have endearment."
"I heard you but I thought…"
"Well, I've just thought about it before we got married."
"Oh…" then he smiles sweetly. "Let me think.
"Well… like I mentioned, I have given it a thought and I came up with something," I said.
His smile widens. "What is it?"
