The Tough Wife Belongs to Mr. Arogan
Traumatizing

Morgan drove his car at a great speed. He even overtook every car that was in front of him fearlessly. Actually Bram had offered to drive as usual, but Morgan completely refused and chose to drive his own car, while the driver he lived in his house.

"Slow boss. Boss why exactly?" ask Sherli who is feeling scared of course.

"I'm afraid, Dami why, if he does fall down the stairs he should be immediately taken to the hospital," replied Morgan, his eyes straight ahead.

"Yes, but be careful with the car. I'm scared, boss! Haaaa!" Shouted Sherli really feeling scared.

However, Morgan did not heed the woman's screams. He kept driving his car at high speed. His trauma in the past made Morgan completely lost his mind. In just 20 minutes, the car driven by him arrived at the destination.

Ckit it!

The car stopped right on the side of the road. Morgan got out of the car, and so did Sherli. The two immediately ran into the courtyard and entered the house later.

"Nr ... Damn ...!" shouted sherli.

"Mom!" Dami who is currently being carried by the baby sister immediately called her mother.

"You, all right, Dami? Is anyone sick? You said you fell down the stairs?" asked Sherli immediately carrying the body of his favorite son.

"I'm fine, Mom. I just fell down the front steps, bleeding a little, but I'm fine" Dami replied, hugging the mother's body tightly.

Morgan who witnessed that momentarily felt relieved. Both of his legs seemed to be trembling looking at Dami's face that looked fine. In a moment, he immediately approached Sherli with a pale face. His memory of Jacky falling down the stairs until his son died in front of his eyes really made Morgan feel tormented.

Apparently, all this time he had been secretly harboring a sense of trauma. His face was always cheerful, but deep down inside a Morgan Maxime heart, he had never felt calm breathing at all.

"Sherli, can I carry Dami?" pinta Morgan then.

"Home, would you like to be carried by Om Morgan?" asked Sherli to look at the face of her favorite son.

"You, Mom," she replied in her innocent voice.

Slowly but surely, Morgan also began to reach for Dami's tiny body, he held her while hugging her tightly. Of course it makes a Sherli's heart feel stunned. What is it with the boss?

"You're okay, aren't you? Tell me the same Om, where does it hurt? We're going to the hospital, baby," Morgan asked later.

"Nobody's sick, Om. My knees are bleeding, but they don't really hurt. So, Om doesn't have to take me to the hospital."

"You sure you're okay? Can you see your wounds?"

Dami nodded her head while smiling widely.

Slowly, Morgan began to sit with Dami on his lap. He also examined the wound on the knee of his secretary's son. The wound appears to have been wrapped in white bandages and no other injuries.

"Thank God, just a small wound. You know, Om was so worried when he heard you fall down the stairs. Om thinks you really fell down from a very high ladder," shrewd Morgan rubbed Dami's head gently and affectionately.

"I just fell down the front steps, Om. Is Om really worried about me?"

"Huh?"

"Darling! You better rest first as Mbaknya yes, kasian Om Morgan feel objected you like carrying you like that," pinta Sherli did not want his son was confused by Morgan's speech just now.

"Good, Mom. Eu ... Om Morgan, I'm sleeping first. Later if I wake up, Om want to take me for a walk to the mall?"

"Home, baby ..." Sherli rounded her eyeballs of course.

"It's okay Sher. Yes Dami, honey. Om promise will take you for a walk to the mall, or wherever you want, but if the wound on your knee is healed. Now you rest with her mama."

Dami nodded obediently.Sherli immediately grabbed the tiny body of the son and handed it to the baby sister. Morgan could only look at Dami's face with an affectionate look. Ever felt the pain of loss is also so longing for a son to make the instinct of a father who had been buried in his soul was immediately completely emanated, making Sherli feel touched of course. How happy would Dami be if she had a father like Morgan.

"Sorry, boss. Can I ask you something? The boss doesn't have to answer if he objects to my question" Sherli asked later.

"What do you want? Just tell me not to hesitate."

"Eu ... I apologized earlier. Does the boss actually have a dead son? Again I'm sorry, I'm just curious."

The look on Morgan's face turned grim at once, and he lowered his head trying to hide the sadness that suddenly made his chest feel tight now. This made Sherli feel bad.

"Sorry me-"

"No need to apologize, I do have a real son. He died when he was 7 years old. Just as big as Dami. He fell down the stairs. I was shocked when I heard Dami fall down the stairs," Morgan replied in a heavy voice, still lowering her head, do not want if Sherli to see the sadness in the clear radiated from the look of his face now.

"God! So that's why the boss acted like that? I'm sorry, I really just know this now."

"It's okay, you should know this too. You're my future wife, hahahaha!" decak Morgan laughed lightly. Although only the sound of laughter sounded forced.

"The boss can."

Sherli's face immediately flushed red as well as blushed in embarrassment. Again his heart felt flowery. It seemed, the woman had completely fallen for the boss. Every death seduction thrown from the sweet mouth of a Morgan, has really been able to tear down the fortress that has been holding the heart of a woman named Iva Sherli Jovanka.

"Boss want me to make coffee? Earlier, the boss had not had time to drink the coffee that was made by your aunt."

"Eu ... Sher. Can you not call me boss when we're out of the office?"

"Huh? Then, what should I call the boss?"

"Mas ... Call me Mas Morgan. Can you?"

"Eu ... B-well Mas Mor-gan," Sherli replied with a reddened face, also blushing in embarrassment.

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