THE SWEETNESS OF LOVE AND FRIENDSHIP
CHAPTER 280

After everything was done, Morgan stepped towards his room with a little haste and immediately stomped his body in the sofa of the room.

there was a deep sigh while leaning his body against the sofa while staring at the sky of the room.

" It's finally all done, my God ! what time is it?" he said while confirming his sitting position and staring at the circular clock on his right wrist.

" Oh Allah, it's five in the afternoon, I have to go home soon after the magrib arrives" he said hurried to take his needs and went straight out of his room and to his car.

Arriving in his car when he wanted to start his car engine he was surprised by the sound of his car that reads ...

" Oahhh!!! who the hell contacted me again must be him...!!" he said while looking at the screen.

" Yes!! just let me know what I said! who the hell is this, what does it mean to contact me without telling me who he really is!!"

" Who are you!! if it's not important don't call me!! you are always bothering me, what are your needs huh!!!!" he shouted in his own car while answering the caller.

" Haha... Morgan, don't get angry rich that's a pity." said the voice across there casually and he also did not mind if Morgan heard his voice that was angry with him.

" Whatever!!!!! from now on don't call me anymore, because I don't know you and it's up to you to know me or it's none of your business!!! Because I've been so bothered to know no heh!!" he said then turned off the connection from his personal device.

With deep regret, he immediately drove his car towards the house.

A few moments his car entered the courtyard of his father-in-law's house, but he did not go down but he took his gadget and sent a private chat to Clarissa, after waiting for a moment for a reply to Clarissa directly stop by on his personal device.

He smiled and then he got out of his car and stepped towards the main door of his house.

" Assalamualaikum." he said.

" Waalaikumsalam." Anindita replied.

He was surprised by the reprimand of the wife sitting in the front while relaxing by reading a book about medical science and a cold glass of sweet tea, Morgan did not pay attention to the left porch because he just stepped up and did not realize that his wife had since noticed her husband's car just entered and a few minutes in the car without immediately going down.

" Dear." said Anindita, he saw the wife standing up to him who was about to go inside, Morgan stopped his steps and approached his wife, Anindita grabbed her husband's hand and kissed the back of her hand, Morgan kissed his wife's forehead while hugging the wife's slender waist, Morgan also brought the wife back to sit where his wife was sitting.

" Why are you here baby, are you married?" ask Morgan while sitting next to his wife.

Anindita nodded...

" I was deliberately waiting for you to come and deliberately also sat here while enjoying the time magrib arrived" he said.

" Oh.." said Morgan briefly while sipping cold tea drinks owned by the wife.

" I saw you were in the car long enough, what's the matter?" anindita asked as she looked at Morgan with a question mark.

Morgan did not look directly at the wife who asked about her long enough to be in the car, because he hid his nervousness by pretending to enjoy the cold drink owned by the wife until the drink was up, after he could master his nervousness, he immediately smiled frivolously looking at his beautiful wife's face.

" I just got Clarissa's call, said she wanted to come here with her husband, she didn't sleep in her private house." Morgan.

" Oh.gitu yes.ya already let's go in and immediately clean yourself briefly again when the magrib arrives" said Anindita smiling and he immediately stood up and invited her husband inside, because magrib's time is coming soon.

Morgan simply nodded and followed the wife into their home and headed straight for her private room.

Actually Morgan already has his own private house as a result of Morgan's hard work while he was still dating Anindita and will be occupied by both of them but because Anisha's mother still forbids the two of them to move home their personal because Anisha's mother wanted them to remain in the big house, and Morgan's private house was only occupied by a couple who served as gardeners and household assistants.

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Clarissa and Marco who were in his private home were still relaxing in the family room, Clarissa immediately contacted the number that Morgan had given her, the number of devices that always bother Morgan continuously by hiding his real name and telling Morgan to guess who the caller is.

Clarissa then contacted the number, once not directly answered the owner of the mysterious number, twice also no answer, no answer, then Clarissa sent a private chat with the contents to have him answer the call, the chat was read by the owner of the number and he only replied to a chat from Clarissa by sending a smiling emoticon and a steady sign with a thumb.

Then Clarissa called back the owner of the mysterious phone number.

The first call from Clarissa was immediately answered by the owner of the number, a female voice was heard across there...

" Hello, good afternoon." he said.

" Yes afternoon.."

" I'm sorry, but do I know you?"

" You don't know me, but I know you." Clarissa

" sthat mean?"

" I know you're from a friend of mine you call a lot."

" Who is Ma'am ?"

" Do you know Morgan?"

" Oh..Morgan. hahaha, yes I know you very well.. Ma'am ready? wife huh?"

" No! I'm not Morgan's wife, but I'm Morgan's sister-in-law."

" Oh, his wife Brother Marco yes." His words were relaxed, sounding calm from his tone, Clarissa stared at the screen and she immediately looked at her husband who was sitting next to her.

" What's up, honey?" Marco asked, Clarissa simply shook her head and continued speaking again.

" Do you know my husband?"

" Yes mbak, I know your husband well, he's a very nice person, his person is also handsome like Morgan." Her words chuckled.

" What the hell is this.." he muttered inwardly.

" You know Morgan, you know my husband, who are you really?" Ask Clarissa.

Marco looked directly at his wife with a surprised face.

" It's not who he is, but I have a relationship with the two men, brother Marco and Morgan."

" I'm sorry you don't have to be so complicated ah! Tell me who the hell are you? who yeah?! You better just say it to me." said Clarissa.

" If you want to know who I am, we can meet you in person, how? will you meet me?" Bargainly.

" Hahaha.." there was laughter across the street...

" Therefore, Ma'am, it's better if you meet me, let Mbak know everything, if I'm the one who met Morgan directly, it means this is not a surprise for Morgan." Say lightly.

" Surprise? mean you? do you still have anything to do with Morgan's past?"

" There is a relationship or not in the past Morgan is better not to meet me directly, how did Mbak?"

" All right! where will I meet you?"

" Morning tomorrow at the city's famous coffee shop."

" okay! I'll be heading there."

" If only you could come here."

" Why ? Why should I be alone? Why can't my husband take me?"

" okay! it's okay if you invite Marco, let Marco know who I really am." he said again while chuckling softly.

" Okay deal! the time and place we agreed on tomorrow around 8 am I will go to the coffee shop" he said again.

" But with the record yes, mbak don't tell Morgan and don't also Mbak make plans for Morgan to follow Mbak meet me."

" All right! I'll follow your instructions."

" Promise?!"

" Yes I promise." said Clarissa

" Okay.." said the woman across there while disconnecting the conversation from their respective devices.

Clarissa sighed softly and placed her hand on the table in the living room of her house, Marco stared at his wife looking forward to Clarissa's explanation of her conversation with the mysterious woman who always bothered Morgan by contacting her without knowing the time.

" How about baby? Who's she?"

" I also don't know who he is, which he obviously knows you and also knows Morgan."

" Know me? feeling I've never known a woman who had a special relationship with Morgan other than Anindita."

" She's meeting me tomorrow, and she wants to see you too."

" What? Meet me? I didn't know she wanted me to meet her."

" It's not that I want to love you, but it's impossible that I'm alone, because he knows you, at first he told me not to take you, but I wanted you to come and he said yes, he said you knew him well, and he didn't want me to tell him about my meeting with Morgan, so you don't tell Morgan either, baby." clarissa said as she leaned her body on the back of the sofa.

" Dear, I won't tell her, but I don't know her? So confusing this "said Marco as he scratched his non-itchy head.

" look out!! if you fuck up, baby!" Clarissa looked at her husband for a moment.

" What kind of shit, baby??" I'm just one of a kind that is you hehehe "cuckle Marco while pinching his wife's chin.

" Let's not let the woman also be in your past, who knows she's your past before, then become Morgan's past" Clarissa said giving an ultimatum to her husband.

Marco was surprised by the words of his wife, he looked directly at his wife, Clarisa also glanced at Marco and immediately stood up leaving Marco towards his private room, because the time of the magrib prayer has arrived the sound of adhan maghrib from the dress, Marco then expressed his face with a sense of ignorance, he then stood up and followed the wife to his private room to take water and perform prayers magrib congregation with his beloved wife.

A little while later after he prayed the magrib as they usually do reading the Quran, after they finished they both got ready to go to the Wibawa residence because Clarissa had told the mama and Morgan to stay there, because the mother and her brother are still in the Wibawa family residence, Boby papah forbids his wife and child to be in his private home, as long as he is abroad.

The car Marco and Clarissa were driving on a paved road to the Wibawa family residence, moments later, the car entered the yard and they both got down directly from the car walking in tandem to the door of the house, Clarissa rang the doorbell, and the door opened.

" Openetrish..." Clarissa and Marco.

" Waalaikum salam..." Morgan said with a smile.

He immediately closed the door again and invited the two people to sit in front of the terrace.

" Why are you taking us on the porch, we want to go inside" Marco said.

" Sir, I want to talk to Clarissa, Ris have you called her?" ask Morgan to Clarissa.

" It's Mor I called, but he won't answer, I sent him a private chat, he just replied with an emoticon laughing, smiling, and thumbs up." Bright Clarisa.

Morgan then rubbed his face violently and sighed softly.

" why? Why won't she answer your call, Ris, why does she always bother me." Morgan said as he leaned against his body.

" Have you spoken to Anindita?" Ask Clarissa.

Morgan shook his head...

" You better not talk to Anindita." Clarissa said again.

" Well, why? The plan is I'll tell my wife everything, and I'll meet her directly with my wife as well." Morgan stared at Clarissa.

" Don't go see him, and don't tell Dita, I'll investigate first." Clarissa.

" Yes Morgan, you better not tell Anindita first, before we find out who she is" Marco said.

Morgan nodded his head.

" I'm sorry Morgan, I don't want to tell you the truth, because I made a promise to the mysterious woman, before I knew it, I didn't want you to know first, because in that talk it sounds like he's not your past." said inner Clarissa as she looked at Morgan.

Suddenly the door opened, Anindita came out, she approached the three of them sitting on the front porch.

" Why are you sitting here? let's go inside, Aunt Lala and mama are waiting for you, she says she wants to have dinner with you." Anindita.

" I don't want to have dinner here, but I want to sleep here, too, because I'm discouraging myself from sleeping in my own private house." Clarissa.

" What's why? your house has many ghosts ya hahaha." said Anindita while laughing loosely.

Clarissa immediately embraced Anindhita and invited her inside with a laugh as well, the four of them stepped into the dining room where the names of Anisha and Mamah Lala were waiting for them.