There's No Reason To Survive

Kiss Dear.

Just now Morgan wanted to answer his mother's screams, but the phone line had been severed unilaterally from the other side.

"Must be the old man was very angry, huh.. Whatever it is, the one who's having this wedding is me and her. As long as he's by my side, I won't let him go. No matter what happens, I'll keep it going." Guman Morgan stared at his wife, who was still sleeping behind the glass wall of the balcony.

Morgan again looked at the screen of his phone, there were still some unanswered calls. And a new message that made him curious, he immediately opened the message!.

"Morgan.., maybe I'll be there in a week. You have to pick me up at the airport, otherwise!?. I'll directly ask the media to tell you, to pick me up!" the words from the short message said.

Morgan smiled at the message. "He's still very childish.." Morgan chuckled, seeing the short message.

Morgan immediately pressed the name of the contact who gave him the message earlier, and did not wait long for the call to be directly connected.

"Hallo young master, I'm Miss Bella's Personal Assistant" said the person across the phone.

"Where's Vania? I want to talk to him!." said Morgan flatly.

"Young lady is shooting a photo, young master." Answer the assistant model Vania Bella, across there.

"Hm, okay. Tell Vania I'll pick her up next week at the airport" Morgan said.

"Okay young master, I'll tell you after Miss finishes shooting." said the Assistant.

Morgan cut off his phone connection, with the guy over there.

He again saw another unanswered call, and some messages from his Assistant.

"Sir, I'm at the door."

"Young man, I've been waiting for an hour at the door."

"Sir!, are you inside?."

"Young master!, I've been waiting 2 hours in front of the door. Maybe the food I brought is no longer good, can I just go home?." 😢😢

While Morgan was reading all the messages from his Assistant, suddenly from behind him there was another voice greeting him.

"Sir.., what are you doing here?." The beautiful woman's voice greeted him.

Morgan looked back and saw his wife standing at the door. Still with a blanket covering his plain body, which he held with both hands.

"Are you awake?, don't come out!. The wind is very strong and the rain is still very big, you don't even wear anything. Get in the wind, let's go in!" replied Morgan.

The two of them entered the room, and Morgan locked the door to the balcony.

Morgan walked over to the couch and put his phone on the desk, while Rossa sat back on their bed.

Seeing his wife sitting on the bed, Morgan walked up to his wife and sat next to her.

"We haven't had dinner yet, you cleaned your body. Then we'll have dinner downstairs, I'll wait for you under the hum?." Morgan said softly to Rossa, then kissed his wife's cheek from the side.

Rossa who lowered her head, only nodded in embarrassment. She felt very awkward facing her husband, what else faced Morgan's very gentle attitude to her at this time.

"Why is your cheek so red, hum?. Are you embarrassed or!?, you want to continue with that?" said Morgan. He immediately hugged his wife from behind, and placed his chin on Rossa's shoulder by occasionally kissing her cheek.

Morgan chuckled at the behavior of his wife, he felt so funny that the end of his eyes water with laughter.

"Darling.., why are you so adorable hum?. I feel like I'm going to want to eat you one more time" Morgan said. He turned Rossa's body to face him, and lifted his wife's body into his lap.

Now that their eyes met each other, Morgan realized that his wife was very beautiful. Not even being decorated was very beautiful, Morgan's eyes were fixed on the lips of his wife who ran like a ripe fruit. It was very tempting, what else his wife was still not wearing anything at this time.

While Rossa half-dead held the shame, because her awkwardness made her unable to speak a word to her husband. What's more, Morgan's very gentle treatment and concern for her. It made her heart melt, so she couldn't speak a word.

Now boldly, Rossa looked into her husband's eyes. Rossa's lips quivered, her heart beating violently. Indeed, she was stunned by the good looks of her husband, with the initiative Rossa put her hand on her neck and hugged her.

"What's up, hum.?" asked Morgan to his wife. He stroked his wife's back slowly, and occasionally smelled the scent of her body from the recesses of her neck and long unravelled hair.

Again Rossa just shook her head, unable to make her voice.

"Start tonight, call me my husband!. Or, call me baby." said Morgan again.

Rossa was just silent, not speaking nor nodding as before.

"Did you hear me?" ask Morgan. He pushed a little of his wife's body, to see the face that always haunted his mind and heart during his departure from the country.

Rossa just bowed her face before Morgan, without daring to look at him again like before.

"Darling.." said Morgan softly. Then cupped Rossa's cheek with both hands. Morgan kissed gently his wife's forehead, her two eyes, her nose, right left cheek, and lastly his wife's lips. Gently Morgan****** those lips, until finally he was satisfied and let go slowly.

"Why don't you talk, is there something bothering you hum?" asked Morgan still staring at his wife's face.

Again Rossa just shook her head, in response to her husband's question to her.

Seeing his wife like that, Morgan didn't know what else to say. Because he is not good at stringing words, what else seduces women like combing with other spare words.

Morgan again hugged Rossa tightly, as if his wife wanted to leave him far away. And never to return to his side, he was so afraid it would happen.

"Please promise me you won't leave me. Whatever happens, hold on!. Since it's all a sign of my destiny, I don't want to live like this either" Morgan told his wife.

Rossa simply returned Morgan's embrace to her, a very tight hug. Until she was tight to breathe, then stroked her husband's back slowly.

"A-I'm hungry, how about we go downstairs for dinner. I'll cook you some soup, do you like soup?." asked Rossa to her husband.

Deg. deg. deg..

Suddenly Morgan's heart skipped a beat, his heart warmed as his wife treated him gently like this.

Morgan let go of his embrace, and kissed his wife's forehead for a very long time..

The kiss that signifies the affection that made Rossa also feel the same debaran as Morgan, Rossa just closed her eyes to live her role as the current wife.

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