
*WARNING* !!! ADULT AREA !!!
+21 YEARS !!!
Harry let go of his embrace on Margaret's waist. He turned his wife's body to her, looking at the beautiful doctor who had become his wife.
Margaret who saw Harry's gaze stopped her laughter.
"Didn't you like what I said?" Margaret asked who was worried that Harry was angry at her words.
Harry shook. " Do you really mean what you say. That in your heart there is me who is the king of love in your heart??" Hardcore Harry. Margaret did not dare to return Harry's gaze, she turned her gaze to the pounding sea waves produced by the trajectory of the yacht they were riding.
"Tell me..... What is in your heart is already me. To this day I am still waiting for you to open your heart for me to be there...... Just you, your husband......." Harry reiterated his words, he did not take his gaze off the face of Margaret who was turning her face the other way.
"You..... you...... do you still remember my mistake? So now you're asking me that same question?" Margaret's face was sad.
"Honestly, I still remember it......" Harry's voice sounded raucous.
"Then why did you marry me??" Margaret asked with a tone of sadness full of pressure, she tried hard to hold back her tears that were about to fall, there is anger there when you remember the struggle for the last four weeks before the wedding and plus the night of the club bride without a romantic atmosphere like most other bridal couples.
"BECAUSE I LOVE YOU." Harry stood behind Margaret and placed his hands on the backs of Margaret's hands holding a stainless balcony railing, the woman just standing glued to see the open ocean in front of her
For four weeks, after our meeting at the hospital with Dr. Randuasa, as I said, I did not contact you at all. I felt so tormented and miserable with the actions I took. All this time, I was the one chasing you, I was the one trying to make you fall in love with me in my own way. Namin when I stopped my contact with you, I thought about you all the time. That is why, I am sending some people to follow and watch over you wherever you go. I know from my people who followed you, when you slapped the real Dr. Randiasa to help you." Margaret remained silent to hear the words of her husband. He tried to find honesty in every sentence Harry said.
"I also found out that when you were sick, you fainted and picked up my people. I then asked Dr. Mories to send a nurse who took care of you and accompanied you when you were sick, but I couldn't show up in front of you, which made me feel even more depressed. When you were in Singapore, I knew you were there. I'm sorry, I deliberately didn't meet at the time. I wish you'd stayed, I'm afraid you'd give up." Harry dissected his words, he inhaled as much air around him as possible to fill his lungs as if deprived of oxygen, then returned to remove it slowly. Margaret still faithfully listened to the words of Harry who stood behind her while gently rubbing the backs of her hands.
"Night, before our wedding, I could not sleep. I was worried that you wouldn't be present on our wedding day. That's why I fell asleep on the first night after we got married, because I was so happy, we were both the same - just as we could get through it all, and I could marry you. When I said I went to work, I actually went to see my best friend and surveyed this place for our honeymoon."
"You'll be able to contact your best friend over the phone, there's no need to come directly to this yacht and leave me alone....." Margaret said as if in disbelief.
"That's right. I booked this one cabin three months ago for us, but I only dared to confirm it after we got married yesterday. You can imagine, my best friend repeatedly asked me about my seriousness to go sailing until they had to delay two days waiting for us to get married. Fortunately, the other guests accepted their reasons. That's why I'm here to make sure I come with you."
Margaret turned her body, so that the two faced each other leaving a distance between the two.
"But your way is so cruel, you make me suffer too.Almost I give up, I think you don't love me anymore. I'm used to getting messages and calls from you. When you stopped, I felt something was missing. It turns out that I.. I miss you......" Margaret hugged Harry tightly, a shame she had thrown away. All this time, he who always felt prestige expressing his feelings, now everything has become different. Everything he has experienced makes him afraid of losing the man who has now become the most important man in his life.
Harry did not expect to get a warm hug from Margaret, a hope that had only been a dream finally came true, he did not applaud.
Harry hugged his wife. His happiness cannot be expressed with words. His lips immediately grabbed Margaret's lips, as his wife looked at him. Margareth who was lulled by the longing that he had been quieting without hesitation returned a touch - a touch that was launched by Harry.
Feeling a balanced reply Harry carried his wife's body in his carry off the balcony. Margaret hugged her husband's neck tightly, for a second she did not want to let go of her husband's touch which made her more drunk with romance.
Margaret could feel the softness of the bed where she was laid, it turned out that Harry had given a touch of decor that nuanced romantic in their room now. That night both went through without wasting a second of desire contained in the chest.
Margaret woke up that morning with a body that still felt so tired. He immediately cleaned himself in the bathroom.
He immediately made breakfast as usual, baking bread.
"What are you doing, baby??" Harry hugged from behind surprised Margaret.
"I'm looking for the milk I used to drink, you seem to have forgotten to prepare it sir......." Margaret opened one by one the food storage in a nearby kitchen set.
Harry immediately put his index finger on Margaret's lips to make Margaret stare at her husband's face.
"Have your husband said, don't call master again dear dong....." Harry said protesting.
"Honey......!!?? " Margarth was wide-eyed, her eyes were so bulky, when she saw her husband's athletic body open. She immediately ran to bed to pick up a thick blanket and immediately covered her husband's body. Her face was so blustery that it made her husband feel strange at her attitude.
"I'm not confused, dear....." Harry again protested against Margaret's attitude. He removed the blanket that was blocking him from moving freely.
"Don't....!!! I'm..... ashamed to see it......." Margaret's voice swallowed while turning her body.