As the night settled in around them, and the moon cast a gentle glow over their bedroom, Astri's spouses couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. They missed her terribly after the events of the previous day.
This time, their disagreement had left her in tears, something they weren't accustomed to seeing. They gathered around her, wanting to convey their apologies and affection.
"I'm sorry again about yesterday, Astri," Zin said, his expression filled with genuine remorse.
"Me too," echoed the others, their voices tinged with regret.
Astri smiled warmly at them, her eyes reflecting the shimmering moonlight. "Me too. Don't worry, guys. This will not be our last fight. It's normal."
Lee, usually the calm and composed one, spoke with a hint of vulnerability. "I don't want to fight ever again. I always feel so bad. Like a bad husband."
They had learned the meanings of "husband" and "wife" from Astri during their time together.
