Let Me Cheat

A Bowl of Fried Mi

Morgan glared, with his forehead already soaked with sweat pouring out. He got up and sat on his bed. He turned his gaze toward the room of his room, and found no one there.

There was no Fla at all there, thus making Morgan feel very failed in maintaining his feelings for Fla.

Morgan glanced at the wall clock, and found the time already showing at 6 am. He rubbed his face, because he was too late to get out of his sleep, and drove Fla to the hospital where he worked.

“I overslept ...,” murmured who was upset with herself. “Why won't Fla wake me up? Why is it so important, so I don't want to take you to work?” he murmured again, wondering with himself.

There is no end to thinking about this problem. The clock was showing at 6 a.m., so Morgan immediately stepped into the bathroom, to rinse his body.

THE SNACK!

Morgan opened the shower faucet, and deliberately wetted his burly body with water flowing from the shower faucet. He rubbed his face, to make his feelings and heart calm.

“I love Fla, but Fla can't give me offspring at all. Should how am I now?” he murmured, lamenting the path he had to take.

Morgan's days were the same as when he hadn't married Fla. The difference is, now he is close to Ara, who is none other than the younger brother of Fla. Although she does not love Ara, she feels that Ara can give her children if she marries him.

There's no more woman Morgan wants, than Fla. However, he felt he had to do this, in order to get his own offspring.

His feelings of joy towards Ara, not as much as his feelings for Fla. Morgan did like the younger brother of Fla, because he saw the body and also the appearance of Ara is very exciting.

Who is the man in this world, who is not tempted to see a woman like Ara?

However, Morgan really only saw Ara in terms of sheer lust. He did not see it at all in terms of his love for Ara, because his love had already been instilled in Fla.

Morgan is currently on campus. He put the bag he always carried every time to campus, at the table in the cafeteria where he used to order breakfast.

Morgan raised his hand, and the vendors in his campus cafeteria came to him. He ordered the breakfast menu as he usually ordered, because for a month Fla always entered at 3 am, and could not prepare breakfast for Morgan.

Not only that, Fla also did not want to do his duty again as a wife, because of his pain in Morgan. He did not take care of Morgan anymore, based on his working hours that always entered very early that morning.

A bowl of fried noodles with the addition of boiled ceplok eggs on it, greatly makes Morgan tasteful. The smell was already smelled from a radius of several meters, until finally the noodles arrived before him.

“You use rice, sir?” the cafeteria mother asked, Morgan shook his head slightly.

“No need, Mom. It's enough like this,” reject Morgan.