There's No Reason To Survive

Apologize.

Rossa's cry broke when she saw her husband's face in front of her. With his body still trembling with fear, he hugged Morgan tightly.

"Have.., don't cry anymore." Morgan said to calm his wife, he felt guilty for scaring Rossa up like this.

Morgan carried Rossa Kesofa in her carrier in front, and Rossa still hugged Morgan like a baby wrapping her legs around Morgan's waist.

Now the two of them sat on the sofa, not the two of them!!. But only Morgan sits on the couch, because Rossa is on Morgan's lap right now!.

"I'm sorry for scaring you." Morgan said softly to his wife, he put Rossa's hair behind his ears to see the face of his wife who was still crying hugging him.

"Humm?" Morgan's mouth was buzzing, seeing something red on his wife's current forehead. And he just realized, that Rossa is still soaking wet because of the rain outside.

"Why are you so scared, didn't I tell you to go home?. Then I'm home, waiting for you!." Morgan said softly, stroking his wife's wet hair.

"You, you're back? Aren't you still abroad, hanging out with him?." said Rossa still with a whim. Rossa deliberately did not mention the name of Morgan's childhood sweetheart, because her heart felt like it was squeezed when she remembered the news that afternoon featuring the couple was very friendly in an overseas park.

"He?, meaning Jo!?" inner Morgan thought.

"Of course.., she's always with me. Even he always took care of me, when I was sick." replied Morgan. He kissed his wife's forehead gently, because in Morgan's mind. His wife was very considerate of him, although he did not tell her what really happened while he was abroad.

Rossa closed her eyes, again the clear circles dripped down her cheeks. His hug that had been tight on Morgan, now he let go slowly. And lowered his body to a sofa, with clothes that were still wet.

"*T*it turns out they were together right there, it's appropriate that he never contacted me at all." Rossa's mind was disappointed.

"You better?" asked Morgan still very gently to his wife.

"Hmm." replied Rossa. Who could have been calmer than before, only occasionally as much as weeping in fear earlier.

"You're still wet, let's take a warm bath first. You'll get sick later, I can't take care of a sick person like you!" Morgan said. He immediately lifted the body of his wife ala bridal style, and took her up the stairs to the second floor.

"I-I can walk by myself, just put me down here." said Rossa still in a soft voice.

"No!, you were still very shocked. Your legs are still shaking, you may fall later." replied Morgan and kissed his wife's forehead occasionally.

"Hatchliiii!." Rossa closed her mouth immediately.

"That's right, you're catching a cold. Take a hot bath, I'll make you something." said Morgan. He dropped his wife off at the door of their room.

"I'm going downstairs, you take a shower first. Wait for me in the room for a second, and don't forget to take a hot bath." Morgan said. He kissed his wife again, very gently. Then down to the first floor, leaving Rossa in front of their bedroom door.

Deg. deg. deg..

Rossa's heart was pounding, really at this time his heart was blossoming. A husband who he named the Polar Bear was melted, even able to make it melt with just a soft word from her husband.

Rossa went straight to the bathroom, and cleaned herself with warm water as Morgan had told her.

In her silence who was always smiling remembering the soft words of her husband, a name flashed in the mind of Rossa at this time. The name was the name of her husband's childhood sweetheart, a very popular world-class model.

"Is he so gentle like this to that guy?, of course!. Even they've been in love since childhood, Morgan must have loved her so much!" lirih Rossa's.

"That means, all the clothes I wear every day. And the make-up I wear, all this Divilla has is hers?. How lucky he is, but forgive me for enjoying it first." said Rossa again smiling.

He had promised himself not to cry about his relationship with Morgan. Despite the illness, he will remain until the end of their contract.

Then he'll enjoy whatever Morgan gives him. Including Morgan's affection, he had no regrets at all about it. Because Rossa realized, that she began to fall in love with her husband.

"Tok. tok.."

The sound of knocking on the door from outside.

"Are you done?" ask Morgan who was in front of the bathroom door.

"Eeh, i-yeah.. In a moment, I'll be out" replied Rossa. She forgot about time, thinking about her husband's tenderness to her at this time. Rossa began to move from the pool, and put on her bathrobe to get out of the bathroom.

"Why are you so long, come here!" morgan said a little upset at his wife.

Rossa who had just come out of the bathroom was immediately approached her husband, who was now sitting on the sofa of the large room.

"Sit downstairs, I'll dry your hair. Oh yes, this is a drink to warm your body" said Morgan again.

Rossa just obeyed Morgan's words to her, without asking anything. Now Rossa started drinking something in a glass, which Morgan made himself for her.

"How is it?, is it delicious?" asked Morgan from the side. Because Morgan wanted to see his wife's face, drinking her milk.

"Hemh, very good. Where can you make this?." asked Rossa. Because Morgan's milk is exactly the same as what his mother often makes for him every morning. That is, milk mixed with boiled ginger water and brown sugar.

"I learned from a girl and her mother, but now I don't know. Even I had forgotten how they looked, for a very long time had never met." Morgan replied with a smile.

Morgan lifted his wife's body up on the couch, then overpowered her.

"Eeh, what are you doing!?" asked Rossa frantically.

"You think!, I've been fasting for a long time. And now, I can't wait to do this!" replied Morgan.

Morgan immediately fused his lips with his wife's lips, and softly rubbed *tnya. His hands began to touch the body of his wife, who was a little thin from before he went abroad.

"You don't pay attention to your food when I'm not around!. Look, how I punished you!." Inner Morgan. He also began to rejuven*s both assets owned by his wife, which made his wife began to emit sounds of sighing is not strange.

Morgan smiled at his achievements, and began to lower his kiss on his wife's neck which gave off her favorite lavender scent since knowing Rossa.

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...The journey of love has just begun..❤😌...