Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

Complicated Situation 3

"Already, Yang. Maybe Nina's tired and you still have guests, so Nina asks to take you home" said Harris, who tried to persuade his wife to stop being angry. Since Vivian and Rio's return, his wife has been relentlessly shuttling from chair to window, checking the courtyard, awaiting Johan's arrival.

"Yes, but he should have permission first, Mas. Where on the phone there's no answer. If there's anything how?" Kira squeezes the phone she just used to call Nina and Johan. Although the results are nil.

"You think Nina's gonna be flanked by Johan?" Harris asked casually. He knew exactly what Johan was like.

"Don't joke, I don't mean Johan. But perhaps, they had a calamity, for example!," Kira looked seriously at her husband who was leaning leisurely on the sofa. He looked sleepy and tired.

"You're overreacting, honey," Harris reached out his hand, stroking his wife's hair, "Have it, don't think too much, Nina must be fine, Johan will definitely take care of her. Give him confidence, to take care of himself. Let him feel a little pain, that way he'll be more careful."

"But, I don't want her to get involved with Raka, Yang," Kira puts aside another curtain that blocks her view from the direction Johan will appear.

"Then what do you want? Didn't Nina say she was just friends? You have to trust him" Harris stood, hugging his wife's body looking out the window. Put a light kiss on the side of his head.

Kira freed the hand that was coiled in her stomach, then turned to face her husband,

"After what happened to him first? Nina was too reckless, and it was so easy to be influenced. What if Raka successfully affects Nina?"

Harris smiled, bringing her face close to the tip of her nose almost touching the tip of Kira's nose, "You can doubt Nina, but you can't doubt me. And, Nina not only has you, but also mine, I will protect her."

Kira narrowed, her smile grew, "You must not mix work with personal affairs. That'll bring down your wibaw, brother,"

Kira slid her hands to her husband's waist down to her back, but her face slightly moved away to gaze at the glittering bead of charm.

But Harris hunted him with a kiss on his forehead. "You doubt my abilities? Or you don't want Raka to stop bothering your sister? Or are you still thinking about your ex-husband's family?"

The happy bar receded, upon hearing Harris's last words, "Not everything! I just didn't want my dear brother to be this tall," Kira stared fixedly at the black-eyed bead, "No longer disinclined by his subordinates. I have absolutely no doubt of your prowess, Brother."

Harris rippled, when he heard his wife's words. His feelings were overflowing, and no expressions were able to describe him.

That sturdy hand grabbed the base of the head of this sweet-mouthed woman in front of him. His fingers crept in between his hair, pressing him slowly.

Harris is at a loss for words, but his actions will never meet their limits. As if unable to resist, Kira only reciprocated her husband's gentle treatment, no royal lust, just enjoying the feeling of deepening and binding. The two of them smacked each other, until the sweetness filled their entire souls.

"Ecchem,"

The arrival of Viona unfolds her second romantic moment. A little hasty Kira kept her body away from her husband's arms. With a faint movement, Kira rubbed her chin, she was already embarrassed and lost face to Viona. However, like only Kira who was misbehaved, Harris was just plain ordinary, even he instantly changed to killing mode, without going through awkward mode.

"Here are many children, keep your attitude," said Viona no less cold and sharp. Even he bravely stared at Harris fiercely.

"Em, where are the kids, Vi?" Kira stepped closer to Viona, with a red hue still gathered on her cheeks.

Viona glanced sharply at Kira, "In my room, I purposely held them there when I saw you guys!"

"Sorry, Vi. We should have been aware of that, "Kira bit her inner lip, she felt guilty. Secretly, she glanced at her husband, who was already sitting back regardless of Viona.

Viona passed by just like that, continuing her steps into the kitchen. After all, it wasn't easy to forget, but he realized he was wrong to have abandoned the man. And it's not his fault if now he can't let go of that woman. She's flawless.

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"Mama," Jen who originally dressed up her doll with a special makeup tool for children, woke up to embrace the neck of her mother who lowered her head to welcome her.

"What play? So engrossed in power?" Kira kissed her daughter, taking her in her arms to the hairy carpet where they held her toys.

"She was taught to dress barbie Ma, with Aunt Viona. Aunt Viona also dyed Jen's and Crystal's nails," Jen showed her fingers that had twinkled. Even with the Crystal directly sitting in front of Kira.

"It's good, Mama wants to dong too, can't you?" Kira grabbed the tip of Jen's fingers and the flickering Crystal, on the left and right of her hands.

"May, Jen's asking Aunt Viona, later" Jen nodded.

"Kid his hair tie one? Tumben?" Kira rubbed Jen's head, she looked beautiful and her cheeks looked rounder.

"Say Aunt Viona, let rich Ariana Grande, Ma. Who the hell is Ariana Grande?" Jen is back dressing up those Barbie dolls.

"The singer is Jen. Mama already said earlier, Ariana is beautiful and her voice is melodious," Sahut Kristal who also dressed Barbie dolls in her hands

"Jennie Blackpink's voice, as rich as my name is" Jen showed me a card similar to a picture of a Kpop idol.

Jen scowled in annoyance, "Ih, ugly. Wait Jennie!"

"Jenny, stop. Whoever your idol is, you can't fight. Everything is beautiful and the sound is good, otherwise good they won't be famous, understand?" Kira Seru. His ears buzzed as the two boys fought in a shrill voice.

Jen frowned, but she nodded her head.

"Understand, Auntie," replied Crystal. The round eyes blinked, and her tight curls, which were the same as Jen's, moved forward to cover her ears.

"You guys keep playing, yeah. Mama's coming forward, maybe Uncle Johan's home," Kira moves on, after pecking at the heads of the two girls. Which still seems to be in frustration.

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Viona is shocked when Johan appears from the side door of the house. Almost collided with him.

"Sorry, surprise you" Johan said.

"No problem. Please, if you want to enter," Viona shifted her position further, so that Johan could pass freely.

"Are they done?" Johan did not flinch from his position, he looked at Viona's gloomy face.

"Have you seen it too?" Viona glanced at Johan who was staring at her intensely.

"If not, I'm through the front door!" Reply Johan. She aligned her body with Viona who was standing facing a small pond with colorful fish inside.

"We need to know ourselves, right?" Viona said with a bitter smile. Both of his hands hugged his body, rubbing his small, fragile arms.

"I think so," replied Johan flatly.

Silence enveloped the two of them for a moment. Although they have known each other for a long time, they have never spoken properly. Only the boss's lover and his subordinates.

"Sit down, your legs can cramp if you stand too long," Johan observed the thin body beside him. He felt concerned about his condition, let alone his increasingly bulging stomach. He must have felt a heavy burden of mind.

"No, I just stretched my legs after playing with Jen and Kristal" Viona curled a faint smile. "Do you want to make coffee?"

Johan was speechless, as Viona looked at him directly. In a hurry she cut off eye contact with Viona. Johan feels bad if he refuses Viona, who has just offered him coffee for the first time. However, he had already spent two cups of coffee at Nina's house. Maybe he didn't sleep all night.

Viona smiled, understand. "Don't hesitate to reject me, I know, my coffee is not as good as Kira's,"

Johan gasped, "That's not what I mean, Vi. It's just, me,"

"That's it, it's okay" Viona smiled at Johan. Before returning home.

Johan gulped, repeatedly gnawing. Baffled.

"Wait, Vi." Johan half ran after Viona to the kitchen door. Viona turned around, carrying a feeling of wonder.

"Why Jo?"

"I don't mean to refuse your coffee, but I've had two cups of coffee before here, I'm afraid I'll have trouble sleeping because most drink coffee" Johan said quickly with hunting breath.

"I know it."

"meaning?" Johan knitted his two eyebrows.

"That's, there's still coffee left" Viona pointed at the corner of Johan's lips that still left a little coffee grounds. He was in a hurry to sip the last coffee because Nina said Kira contacted him many times.

With mixed feelings Johan turned around and rubbed the corners of his lips. Viona just laughed looking at Johan's very cute expression.

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