The Tough Wife Belongs to Mr. Arogan
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Sherli hugged the tiny body of little Sherli, she did not expect that the little girl could be as loud and strong as a child in general. The 5-year-old can say what an adult should say.

"You're a really great kid, kid. Not all kids can be as loud and strong as you, baby. Auntie is proud of you, son," Sherli muttered, clutching tightly to little Sherli's body.

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Megan Queeni's body was buried that day. Like the message of the deceased, the deceased was eaten next to Jacky's grave, his baby with Morgan Maxime the husband.

A mountain of earth covered in flower petals complete with a tombstone bearing the inscription Megan Queeni plastered real in front of the eyes of a Morgan. It still feels a dream to him that the woman named Megan has actually rested quietly beside Jacky's navel as the son.

The mourners slowly began to leave the cemetery area. Leave the nuclear family alone now that is none other than the small family Morgan and little Sherli also certainly. Morgan was crouching right next to the navel. His hand rubbed the tombstone while looking at him fixedly.

"Rest in peace she's natural there, Megan. Pray that you may be put in the best place by the Lord Almighty."

'Forgive me for hurting your heart so much, you are still the woman I loved with all my heart in her time, even though separation was our choice at the time, but finally, she said, you can go as you want. You go as Mrs Morgan. May you go quietly and rest peacefully in nature. Love is with you, Megan. Although not as big as Love Mas to Sherli, but you still have a place in the heart of Mas, (inner Morgan).

Meanwhile, Sherli did the same thing now, rubbing her husband's back as if understanding the sadness he was currently feeling by her husband. After that, Sherli's eyes were fixed on a tombstone that read Megan Queeni. The woman who had just been married by her husband and immediately breathed her last shortly afterwards.

"Rest peacefully in nature there, Ma'am. Don't worry about Mas Morgan and little Sherli here, there I'll take care of them both" Sherli later said.

"Mommy, I'm with Om Morgan and Aunt Sherli to go home first. Mommy rest quietly here. I promise I'll visit Mommy here often. I love Mommy, and I'm glad that Mommy's not in pain anymore. I love you, Mom," it was Sherli's turn to say her last words.

They also slowly began to rise and stand upright right in front of the navel. Their eyes were fixed on the same spot. Namely, the gravestone reads the name Megan Queeni, a woman who has extraordinary beauty, but must leave this world in a sad way.

After being satisfied to stare and also mourn the death, they turned around and began to leave the cemetery area, leaving the place with a sincere feeling. Every living being must leave this world, man comes from the land and will return to the land, we are just waiting for our turn to be called by the Almighty God.

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Days change and time passes, the wound that envelops Morgan slowly begins to disappear and be forgotten. Megan Queeni's departure really left a deep wound. Had their status not been tied back with the wedding rope, there might not have been a wound that was too gaping, there will be no disturbing loss by presenting memories of the past between her and the woman named Megan Queeni.

Megan had actually left quietly with a bearing as Mrs Morgan. Status he had let go of a few years ago. Until she finally left with the status back as Mrs Morgan Maxime, a status that she was actually very proud of.

As usual, he does every day. This morning, he was ready to go to the office. Morgan walked out of the room into the dining room.

"Dear Sherli, where are you?" morgan shouted his voice sounded blaring.

"Yes, Om. I'm here" replied the little Sherli who had been sitting sweetly on the dining table chair.

"Eh, yes ... Sweetheart! Eu ... Where's Sherli Om's wife?" asked Morgan smiling wily.

"So Aunt is in the back, Om. I saw Aunt vomiting. Yes, brother Dami also saw, right?"

"Huh? Vomiting?"

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