Higuruma

I was married to Hiromi, and he bought me everything and loved me. One day, I was in the bedroom, sitting on the bed, holding my phone, when Hiromi came home late from work, exhausted. Without waiting, he went upstairs, entered the bedroom, crawled onto the bed, and went to me. He buried his face in my thigh, took my hand in his, and then placed your hand on his hair, saying, "Focus my hair, my love... I missed you so much."