This morning, my husband woke up late and was going to be late for work, so he felt really stressed out. When he was refilling the drinking water, he asked me to help him grab the "loudou", but I didn't know the word "loudou". As I didn't know what he wanted, I asked if perhaps he was asking for the lid of the jug or asking me to prepare the next jug so that he could refill it, but he said no and repeated, more loudly, to help him grab the "loudou". He got angry, because I didn't help him, since I didn't know what he wanted me to take.
After refilling the water jugs, he was still angry, so he slammed the lid down on the pot that we use to boil water. I felt a bad feeling, because my ex was abusive to me and our son, so I'm very scared of angry men. I went to feed the ducks, because today is a rainy day, so I figured nobody would be able to see my tears if I cried.
Every day, my husband kisses me before leaving; it's an important detail in our daily routine, but he didn't kiss me today. After I fed the ducks, I waited in the garage for my husband, but he just immediately got on his scooter and went to work without looking at me, kissing me, or even saying goodbye. This kind of behaviour really makes me feel hurt, so I haven't eaten breakfast, because I just went to our room to cry, instead.
Now, "loudou" is a word I'll never forget.