Missing Morning Star

Chapters. 56

You will not find happiness if you continue to demand perfection. Thank you for what you have, and there you will find happiness.

Happiness does not come to those who have everything, but happiness will come to those who are grateful for the pleasure.

Noah was somehow driven from nowhere so he immediately took the initiative to gently kiss his wife's lips which initially only intended to make her marriage as just a black status above white only.

But today is different, after knowing the secrets of the Rainbow with the Kejora Kiss is quite demanding, until the dwindling air supply makes them both immediately stop their activities in the morning. Noah smiled gently as he wiped the corner of his lips Rainbow which contained the rest of his salivary while whispering.

Noah immediately brought his face closer until their lips touched each other. Noah without hesitation directly mee luuu maat those red blushing lips. Until their breaths share the air supply, their salivary water exchanges with each other.

Because this was their first experience that was equally prime so it seemed obvious they were very rigid to do so. Noah held the nape of his neck Rainbow to ease what he had done above his lips Rainbow.

"You haven't had any experience at all, I like that it means the kiss you just did was the first one" Noah then walked away leaving the Rainbow standing in its place.

Only his hard-to-understand eyes were capable of doing. Noah stopped by the door and glanced at the rainbow with a smile that never faded from his face.

"Your lips are so sexy, my beloved wife, it's going to be an activity that I have to do in the morning before I leave for work and remember to act well don't let any of them get suspicious about our relationship,"

Noah immediately closed the door to his room Rainbow. While the rainbow touched her slightly swollen lips.

"My first kiss was taken by her, my fake husband, but if Mr. Rizal and Ms. Annisa came it meant I had to act in front of them" he murmured.

Noah walked down the stairs with his finger still at the tip of the top of his lips.

"The lips are sweet and so chewy that I was almost released fortunately I was soon able to wake up and control myself not to continue falling into her charms, I won't claim my rights until I remember who she really is, whether it's my childhood sweetheart Bintang Airen Mandala or another woman who just looks like her without any DNA tests I'm holding,"

Away from Kuala Lumpur Malaysia, precisely in Indonesia Jakarta.

Kejora had just closed the door of his house and was preparing to leave for work because the clothes he wore were the uniform of one of the famous cafes in the capital Jakarta. His steps stopped when he saw a young man standing on the hood of his car.

"Sir Naufal," his great-grandson Kejora Aysila Mandala was surprised by the arrival of her superior.

Naufal smiled broadly at Kejora, "I called you earlier but you didn't pick up at all, I guess something happened the same so I hurriedly came to see you," clearly Naufal who can breathe is relieved to see the Kejora is fine.

Kejora immediately checked his phone stored in his bag. He immediately checked his phone directly because, from earlier did not hear the sound of his cellphone ringing though.

"Sorry sir I forgot to change my ringtone settings," he regretted Kejora by showing his phone in front of him Naufal.

The Kejora just like that without any protest. He put on the red helmet and rode on Naufal's motorcycle. A man who dresses casual and is quite casual every day.

But, in no way reduces his perfect good looks. Even able to make a charismatic impression in front of others, especially women who are crazy about him.

"Hold tight," he added

Noah moved his hand.

The cruelty that was treated like quite a shock because, he felt strange hugging the waist of the leader where he worked these few weeks. It has been almost two months Kejora played the role of Rainbow.

Without a hint of complaining about the activities and daily routines he did, even though he had never worked such rough in his life.

The motor driven by Naufal swerved over the highway. Inevitably Kejora had to hold on to his waist Naufal, initially only holding the tip of his clothes Naufal, but because the speed of his vehicle drove at a speed high enough to inevitably Kejora hugged his waist Naufal. What Kejora did made Naufal smile happily.

"Belangi, I am very happy because finally today you are willing to me bonceng who initially always refused if I intend to piggyback you," he said.

After a few minutes they passed together, a big motorbike ridden by Naufal was parked at the back of the cafe. Fortunately the cafe in the area was special to a Naufal, so the arrival of the two no one knew and suspected what was going on. So that the second is free from the gibbah, unpleasant gossip, especially specifically for Kejora.

Kejora immediately intended to hand over the helmet he had worn into Naufal's hands, but he wanted to take off the helmet's key hook that was difficult to open. So Kejora has trouble letting go.

"Why is this also difficult to open when it was easy to install," Kejora's great-grandson Asyla Mandala who was astonished by what happened to the helmet.

The cruelty has begun to be impatient and upset to face the helmet that is not friendly with him. Just now Kejora wanted to open his mouth to nag, but it soon came to a halt as Naufal immediately helped Kejora.

Kejora looked up to facilitate what Naufal was doing to overcome his problems.

"If you want to open this must be patient a little do not use emotions," he added Naufal with an end to his charming smile that is able to thrill his heart and his feelings of Corruption.

His face Kejora instantly blushing so stunned at once embarrassed because, just open the helmet hook just distress.

"Thank you much" said Kejora as he handed over the helmet that had protected his head.

"Together, come in before you're too late,"