SECRET WIFE YOUNG MASTER

Cloudy In The Morning

As the sky grew darker, the sun gradually disappeared leaving the horizon and sank into the night. The stars were rising up in the beautiful sky.

It turned out that time went faster than Gloria imagined.1 more months she had undergone this bland marriage. Sometimes a little sweetness stops and makes his heart flower, but only for a moment because Shaka still changes too often. Like 2 weeks, I don't know where he disappeared. She didn't tell Gloria where she was going, she asked Aunt Rick but Aunt Rick just shook his head. Does Shaka really not consider his existence?.

Shaka's cold and indifferent attitude was more dominant than the gentleness he showed Gloria, maybe she was like that. Or maybe the man who is not too good to show his expression and care. So Gloria starts to worry about their marriage.

Gloria sat herself on the cold floor, leaning her back against the balcony guardrail. His gaze was directed into the room he had occupied alone these few days, his long brown hair slowly decomposing from the side of his shoulders and falling to the floor.

"Sheaka.. Didn't you say you'd take care of me?, you said you wouldn't let anyone hurt me? But why did you leave so long? Why did you hurt me yourself." Gloria bent her legs and sank her face to her knees, for some reason tonight her feelings are so sensitive. She hugged her small legs, her tears slowly shed without being told.

No matter how long he cried and held on to that position, his long brown hair that had hung to the floor now danced on the sidelines of the balcony fence because of the gusts of the night wind. It is like a brown thread that will reach the stars in the sky.

Tired of crying, Gloria's eyes finally closed on their own. He fell asleep still in the position of hugging the knee, until his hands weakened and released slowly from his position. Then Gloria's body leaned against the foot of the chair that was right next to her. The cold of a bone-chilling night was no longer felt for him.

At 1 p.m., a man entered his large room. He was stunned when he saw the tiny woman he knew was on the balcony. Soon he moved his foot as fast as he could towards the woman.

"Why are you there?" Shaka said, but there were no words. When Shaka was really in front of Gloria, she realized that she was asleep.

Shaka stretched out his hand gently to touch Gloria's cold cheeks, the tears that had soaked the beautiful cheeks had already dried up without a trace. But his swollen eyes make Shaka know that Gloria has just cried.

"I'm sorry, are you waiting for me?." Shaka had no idea why his heart was feeling sick and sad to see the scene in front of him now. He grabbed Gloria's tiny body and carried her carefully, very carefully as if he was carrying something most precious in the world. Even he walked very slowly, making sure there would be no excess movement that woke Gloria.

Shaka lowered Gloria's body slowly on the bed. He stared fixedly at Gloria's adorable face, brushing the child with hair that covered his forehead and cheeks.

"Gloria.. My wife's.. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." Lirih Shaka was right in Gloria's sleeping ears, the man's countenance looked guilty. His 2-week departure made him know everything.

Cup.. Shaka kissed Gloria on the forehead and laid her body beside her. Then he slept while hugging Gloria's tiny body.

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Gloria immediately ran towards the bathroom as nausea rippled from inside her stomach. He did not even notice Shaka who was asleep next to him.

Yuck.. Yuck.. He spewed out all sorts of things from his empty stomach that hadn't filled anything since last night.

Shaka who heard Gloria's voice woke up from her sleep and immediately approached Gloria, "Gloria, what are you? you sick?." He said in panic.

"I'm fine, I just feel nauseous." Gloria washed her face with water.

"You look pale, let me help you get back to bed." Shaka has Gloria's tiny body.

"I'm not hot, I'm really fine, sir." Gloria removes Shaka's hand from her forehead.

"Maybe you catch a cold because last night you slept on the balcony, you shouldn't linger in the cold, don't do anything weird that'll make you sick." Shaka sat himself next to Gloria who was lying down.

"So you came home last night?, you moved me to bed? I thought you'd forgotten about your house. Especially forgetting me." Gloria held tightness in her chest, trying to keep her tears from coming out.

"You talk about Gloria, I'm not gonna forget my own wife. Rest, I'll have the doctor come to the house." Shaka stood up from his seat.

"No need to call the doctor, I told you I was okay. I'm going to college." Gloria's words stopped Shaka's footsteps.

"You've got to rest all day, I won't let you go to college." Shaka turned his body around to face Gloria, then stepped onto the bed and lay down next to Gloria.

"Gloria.. I'm sorry I didn't tell you this couple of weeks." Shaka looked at Gloria's face but Gloria immediately turned her face away and did not say a word.

"Come here, Gloria, I miss you so much." Shaka hugged Gloria's body from behind.

Gloria's eyes widened at once to hear Shaka say, "Hindu? Do you miss me, sir?." Said Gloria with the position still behind Shaka.

"Yes, I miss you so much." Shaka tightened his embrace.

Gloria did not refuse Shaka's embrace, she could not deny her heart at this time that she also terribly missed the man she was in a few weeks.

Shaka turned Gloria's body to face her direction, gazing at her wry Gloria's bead eyes. He brought his face closer and placed his forehead on Gloria's forehead. "You're mine, only mine." Said Shaka as if he did not want to lose the woman before him.

Shaka pressed his lips closer to Gloria's, kissed her slowly and said "Sweet, like cherry."

Gloria was just pensive, not knowing what to do. So Shaka continued to kiss Gloria's cherry lips and gently caressed her body.

Gloria's body shook, Shaka's touch was like an electric shock that spread to all points of her body, making her drift into a sense of comfort and want more than that.

The two of them finally got carried away, the longer it went deeper. Until moans and sighs fill a cloudy morning without sunlight on this day.

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