Helper Pervishes
Chapters 13. Kissing a Suspicion

Since a year and a half married Selvie, that night was Morgan's first dinner at home. Dinner should be a harmonious family, the husband served by the wife at the dinner table, chatting at the dinner table and others are boring things that he always avoid. That made him feel at home in his own home.

But suddenly everything changed. There is an interest that makes Morgan feel alive again. It was as if a force was pulling him home.

At the dinner table, all the dishes are on the table. A wide selection of menus, with a special look and a delicious aroma.

“What event is mom? Why is the menu so much and?” Morgan observed an unusual menu that only contained the five-star restaurant.

“One of the waiters here is a reliable chef, the lady deliberately ordered this menu for Mr.” replied bu Sukma who was pouring water into a glass.

“Iya mas, I deliberately set up an executive cheff that can stay so that each kepengen eat no need to leave the house again,” Selvie said while preparing dishes for Morgan.

“I can myself,” reject Morgan when Selvie wants to put rice on her plate. Morgan took his own rice onto his plate.

“This is what makes his dessert, another chef again mas. She's a French-graduated patiserie chef, I'll try her cake tasting. Very lesat,” continued Selvie.

“Pantes alone he spent hundreds of millions just to pay the waitress in this house,” Morgan murmured in his heart.

“Oh yes mas, I have prepared a handyman. From tomorrow the front fence of the house will change the color of light brown. Let our house look a little more modern,” Selvie said again.

“Who allows?” ask Morgan ketus.

“The problem is mas, this house model old model. If the color is changed a little brighter can change the appearance,”

“I will not allow anyone to change the color of this house including the fence. Ask your handyman, paint like the current color,” said Morgan.

Selvie.

“Alright mas,” answers obediently.

Morgan again chewed his food without further ado. A few minutes passed, and no one spoke.

“Mas,” says Selvie.

“Em,” says Morgan.

“Mas can accompany me to papa's house?” ask Selvie expectantly.

Morgan took a quick sip of water in a glass then got up from his chair. “Tomorrow I was busy, there was no time,” Morgan immediately moved from his chair leaving the dining table.

Selvie walked behind Morgan. Her emotions begin to ignite over Morgan's behavior, which is indifferent. Selvie tried to chase after Morgan until he arrived in the room, he slammed the door hard and stared ferociously at Morgan.

“Until when will you treat me like this? I've been trying to be patient. Almost two years we were married, but mas never considered me,” Selvie said loudly.

“At least, respect me. Try to treat myself as your wife once,” her speech was held back, her voice sounded like almost crying.

“If I don't appreciate you, you definitely won't stay at this house. If I don't appreciate you, you won't have a 10% stake in my company,” Morgan said.

Hearing Morgan Selvie's words closed his eyes. “I agreed to papa's request and married you for thinking that I could get your heart. In fact your heart is made of stone.” Selvie walked up to Morgan. “But, my papa does not want to know what the reason for our marriage is like, he continues to urge me to immediately approve this marriage,” Selvie said while pleading. “I beg you, come home papa with me, I'm tired of being pushed on by papa, papa never trust me. If mas were to go home and say directly to papa maybe he would stop urging me again.”

Morgan gritted his teeth, he knew Selvie was also in a pinch. He stands between Morgan and his papa.

“Alright, I'll have time tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. We'll meet your papa,” Morgan replied as he pulled a pillow and blanket from the closet and walked out of the room. He went to his office to sleep there.

Yes, since marrying Selvie, Morgan never once slept in his room. He would sleep in a room of clothes even if only with a thick blanket. Or he will go out to his study even though he only sleeps on a sofa in his room. It felt more comfortable than having to sleep in one bed with a woman he did not love.

After arriving at work, Morgan did not immediately fall asleep. He checks several important documents on his laptop and then remembers one thing, namely uncle Niko.

Uncle Niko or his father Selvie in recent months has become the majority shareholder in the company's son they built together. And the position of Niko's uncle is now the director of the company. Since the office in a different building, the intensity of Morgan to meet uncle Niko so less and less.

When there is a general shareholder meeting at the Parent company, Niko's uncle will be there, but they never discuss marriage. Uncle Niko more often urged Morgan so that the company can quickly penetrated to foreign countries.

“Why did my uncle urge Selvie to confirm the marriage immediately? The idea of getting married without the letter was the idea of uncle, he even once suggested that we marry a contract for 2 years only. What happened to uncle? He did that to his daughter. Or is there something they keep secret?”

Morgan immediately contacted Jerry, his assistant.

“Jer, tomorrow I need documents, datagrams or curves about the ownership of the company's children owned by uncle Niko. Try to keep the data in can be silent before in their sabotage. If necessary also take all the company's transaction data for the past year,” Morgan orders.

“You suspect uncle Niko?” ask Jerry across the phone.

“Hopefully this is just my bad premonition,” Morgan replied.

“Uncle Niko continues to be by your side, I think your premonition is too excessive. He helped you guide you in your own company, without Uncle Niko, you wouldn't be like this,” Jerry said.

“Truely too, I was wrong if I had to suspect it was excessive. It's possible that Selvie has overestimated the state of his papa,” continued Morgan.

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