There's No Reason To Survive

New Message!.

Morgan released his kiss unfortunately from his wife's forehead, stared at her face again with a smile.

"All right, I want to eat your soup. But get dressed first, it's downstairs. I'll be waiting for you downstairs, in my long pajamas!" said Morgan. He stroked his wife's head slowly, and kissed her forehead again. Morgan got out of bed, and went out of the room.

Rossa just smiled and nodded her head at Morgan, she looked at her husband's back until he disappeared behind their bedroom door.

Rossa moved from her seat to the bathroom, she wanted to clean herself from the rest of her romance with her husband earlier. What he had not done because he was asleep, exhausted.

It didn't take long, Rossa came out of the bathroom wearing her bathrobe. Now he went to walk in closet, a special room to store clothes and accessories that are very complete.

While he wanted to enter a special room to store the clothes and accessories, Morgan's phone rang on the table several times. Rossa approached the table, and crouched down to see the name of the caller's contact. But he had not seen, the phone was no longer ringing or lit.

Rossa shrugged her shoulders at the sign of no care, looking at the phone that was no longer on. He stood up again and set his feet to walk in closet, but again the phone sounded like a new message!. Rossa's curiosity again made him turn towards the phone again, stamped on the rectangular glass screen was seen NEW MESSAGES FROM My Love.

Degs...

Rossa's heart beat violently, he noticed again a small photo that was not too clearly seen. And the photo she noticed was of her husband's childhood sweetheart, Vania Bella.

"Hhhh!." The sound of ironic laughter that came out of Rossa's mouth, his eyes raised the sky of the room. He really can't think what he should do at the moment.

On the one hand, she is indeed Morgan's legal wife. But on the other hand, she's just a contract wife!. Who had no rights, meddled in her husband's personal matters. Including the problem of love with other women, because in the marriage contract they will indeed separate until the time.

Rossa laughed again slowly, what she expected from her husband. Clearly visible to her own eyes this afternoon, her husband hugged his childhood sweetheart in an overseas hospital park. The number circulating from the time of death on social media has stated that the love of the two people is inseparable!.

"Haha.. Rossa, Rossa!. What else do you expect from him?, you've earned a lot of money from selling your body. To keep your family out of poverty, that person has already paid you dearly!. According to his words, I already have a lot of money now. So, don't interfere with his personal problems. Just serve him, and eliminate this stupid feeling that always makes a wound in your heart.

The screen of the phone again lit up and rang, and the name that called out was My Love.

And even Rossa could not hold back her laughter, just now her husband asked her to hold on!. But, Is There a Reason For Him to Survive now?.

His tears were no longer able to hold him, no matter how strong he held him. And promised herself not to weep for her relationship with her husband. The tears came out on their own without being asked.

The tightness of his chest made him hiccup, he tried to hold his chest and pressed it with a strong hand for a few minutes. But it was in vain, his hiccups still there and continuing.

"Hik! hik! hick!" rossa's hiccuping sound.

Rossa also wiped the tears that had fallen soaked her cheeks, because considering that her husband was waiting for her below. He quickly entered the walk in closet, to find his clothes. And after finishing getting the long dress that her husband said, Rossa returned to the table where her husband's cell phone was.

Rossa was very curious, what message made her husband's childhood sweetheart contact several times since. He pressed the power button while sitting down crouching, and the phone lit up. It was seen that the short message was lined up with several other uninterrupted call notifications.

Rossa turned her back to look at the words from the message, the words that made her heart beat again strongly and made her laugh again.

"I know, you'll pick me up next week at the airport!. But I want to take your promise to me first, I want to see my Villas that you made!. Didn't you say it was a gift for my recovery?, and now is the time." said the message.

Pauseaar...

Like being struck by lightning during the day, Rossa's lips trembled after reading it. He laughed softly, and his tears escaped from his net again.

"Ja-so.. are they getting married soon?. And this is why I want to keep me. Just to be the third person between the two of them, and the rapist?. It turns out I was never there in your eyes, it was me. aaw.." cried Rossa. He was unable to continue the words in his heart, because his stomach was very painful and felt wrapped around it.

Rossa moved from her crouching place earlier, then headed for the bathroom slowly.

.

.

While on the first floor, Morgan had already heated up the food that his Assistant had brought for him. And prepare the tableware, while aided by his Assistant who was still shivering in the cold. And sneezing occasionally, as the wind was waiting for his young master to open the door.

"Hatchi!" jo sneezing voice.

"Watch your attitude, which way are you sneezing?. Don't let you transmit your bacteria to this food, ah I better heat it up again. You.., get away from here. My wife and I want to have dinner, just interrupt" Morgan told the assistant. Morgan also heats up again, the food that has been served on the table.

Jo, meanwhile, wants to return to the guest room. For being chased out of the dining room earlier, by his young master. Unintentionally, Jo kicks something so that it makes her almost fall. He looked down and saw a pair of women's shoes and a briefcase on the floor.

"Maybe this belongs to the young mistress, but.. Why is his briefcase here too, did the lady forget to bring him upstairs?" murmured Jo. He grabbed the briefcase and wanted to return to the kitchen to tell his young master.

Just now Jo wanted to grab a pair of high heels, to put them in the shoes in front of the door. But.., his hand was already firmly pressed from the side.

"What do you want to do?" ask someone beside him. The flat, pressing voice managed to make Assistant Jo surprised, to the point of making the bag he was holding take out all its contents and fall on the floor.

.......

.......

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