
His hand he put on Fla's head, “Eat a lot, yeah. We will definitely go home tonight,” Morgan said, making Fla a small nod to hear it.
Seeing him according to it like this, made Morgan feel very happy.
After filling their stomachs, they went out of the hotel on foot. The atmosphere in the city of Paris is very beautiful, because there are so many sights that they can see here.
From the hotel where they stayed, they walked towards the eiffel tower, which is located about 500 meters from the hotel.
The Eiffel Tower is the first destination they visit, upon arrival in Paris.
Along the way, they enjoyed it. There are many tourists who also vacation here.
Many local tourists also arrive, making Fla feel very anxious when they see their children are very funny.
“They are so funny, yes! Gemes Fla will be,” muttered Fla while looking at the little boys.
Morgan embraces the friendly Fla into his arms, “ Later our children will also be funny, just like them,” he said, Fla smiled knottly hearing him.
Just hearing it, made Fla feel very happy. He could not imagine how it would be if he had children later.
“It will be so much fun!” fla muttered with his spoiled smile, making Morgan feel very happy and also happy to see him.
They walked down the street, and arrived right around the eiffel tower. They take pictures, do whatever they want.
They also visited other places, such as Parc Du Champ De Mars park, Musee d'Orsay Museum, Luxembourg Gardens, and lastly stopped at a bridge called Pont d'Iena.
At least they're not too far from where they're staying right now.
The atmosphere at night looks so beautiful. The stars in the sky, making them really enjoy their togetherness, on the first day they were in this city of Paris.
Fla lowered his head, closing his eyes. He felt very comfortable being in Morgan's arms like this.
It's not their fault, it's not their fate. This was all due to the interference of the Morgan family.
“Bang Morgan ...,” murmured Fla, Morgan still looked at the sprinkling of stars in the sky of Paris.
“Hmm ...”
“Still love Fla, no?” ask Fla who is a bit doubtful.
“I always love you,” replied Morgan who made Fla's heart very shady to hear it.
Every word Morgan, can make Fla very shady, but it can also make Fla very bad. For some reason, all his words always impact on Fla's mental health.
Maybe, because Morgan is the only place Fla's heart docks. He has no place but Morgan.
“Keep, Brother still wants to keep marrying Ara?” fla asked again, this time Morgan was unmoved, unable to answer.
Fla looked softly at Morgan. He understood what Morgan was thinking, but he did not want to ask.
Fla lowered his head again, sighed, then closed his eyes again.
“Already, Fla does not want to discuss that now,” muttered Fla, who realized the situation would be very bad, if they discussed this matter right now.
This makes their situation a bit awkward. Fla sensed it, and did not dare to look towards Morgan anymore.
Feeling Fla's sadness, Morgan looked at him deeply, his hands gently stroking Fla's face. Fla looked at Morgan with a pus.
“Sorry,” muttered Morgan, who only said one word, but could make Fla's heart break as badly as it was destroyed.
Morgan sighed softly, it felt like he wanted to scream right now. However, he did not want others to notice him.
He pecked her gently on the forehead, down to both of Fla's cheeks, then ended up on Fla's lips. For a moment they took away the sad feelings they were experiencing, and focused on their honeymoon first.
There was no hesitation in doing this in this open space. Fla understood, this was already commonplace here. This country is not like in the country where he lives, which doing this in public is considered taboo.
The feeling of love flowed back, all the burdens that Fla thought about momentarily disappeared from his mind. Now, his eyes only focused on looking at the man in front of him.
‘May we continue together,’ Inner Fla, who indeed does not want Morgan to go from his life.
They looked at each other, making Fla feel very confused about what to do.
“We are back to hotel, yes?” take Morgan, Fla nodded lightly hearing him.
They went back to the hotel, to rest there.
***
Today is their last day in the city, which bears the nickname ‘cities of love.’
They took the time to go to the Montmatre area, to see the wall of love.
The wall that stands in the Abbesses garden in Montmartre, with an area of 40 m2 there written thousands of sentences ‘I love you’ in 300 different languages.
Fla's curiosity about this wall, made him want to visit it. That's because on some occasions they can not visit the place, because they have to immediately make a flight back to the homeland.
Fla stepped up, holding Morgan's hand with his message. They walked over to the wall created by two artists named Frederic Baron and Claire Kito.
The atmosphere in this morning was not too crowded, because today was still a work day.
Fla ran towards the garden chair, which was right in front of the wall. Morgan smiled wryly, looking at Fla who was running around like a child.
His smile was engraved, he looked at Morgan gently, “Sini sat down,” Fla invited, while patting the park chair, asking that Morgan sit next to him.
In front of them now, a wall of love with a black background, with white writing and a little red as a little decoration.
The writing has deep meaning for Fla, because although it is written in 300 different languages, it has one meaning in common.
“I love you,” muttered Fla who was looking towards the wall that was in front of him.
Morgan turned his head, looked at him, then smiled warmly at him.
“I too,” Morgan said, making Fla look at him confused, then laugh together.
They took selfies together, to capture this moment of togetherness. Not only here, in some places they have visited, they will take selfies as a memory for them.
They enjoyed a while, looking up at the wall. Their hands were still clasping tightly, even though they were sitting side by side.
Morgan's hand was covered in glue, and he didn't want to take his hand off Fla.
They put their faces closer together, then enjoy kissing each other.
Fla really enjoyed this togetherness.
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