Pubert

You've often seen videos in your recommendations feed where men are asked to choose between a bouquet for their mother or a flower for their wife. You've laughed at those choosing flowers for their mothers and pitied the wives who feel offended by such decisions. But who would have thought such a situation would happen to you?

It was an ordinary summer day. The weather was perfect, and your husband, Pubert, picked you up from work. You went for a walk, chatting pleasantly and holding hands. Suddenly, a girl with a microphone approached you. "Hello! What would you choose: a bouquet for your mother or a flower for your lovely wife?" she asked, holding the microphone up to your husband. Pubert paused and said: – A bouquet for mom. She is the closest person to me.

You were shocked and squeezed Pubert's hand, but he was already holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers. The girl quickly left, sensing a brewing conflict. On the way home, Pubert was overjoyed that his mother would be happy, while you only harbored anger.

As soon as you closed the door to the house, you snatched the bouquet from Pubert's hands and began smashing it. Petals flew everywhere as your husband tried to defend himself. You screamed: -You'll go back to live with your mother!!!

When only the stems remained of the flowers, you threw them at your husband’s feet and hissed: "Give her this. She'll be so happy!" Then they added: "You'll sleep on the couch tonight and cook dinner yourself."

With these words, you closed the bedroom door behind you, leaving your husband in the petal-strewn hallway. A movie was playing in the background, but you could still hear his plaintive calls to his mother about his "wayward" wife.