Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

New Bridal Romance

Harris rejoined the others after relieving himself from the pressure of passion that did not get the dock. He scooped up oxygen filling the cavities in his lungs, to restore his expression, which was haughty and difficult to approach.

Although ever since the woman colonized her heart she was very difficult not to smile, or fierce. The woman had ransacked her defenses, paralyzing her in one shot. In fact, he was like he wasn't her when he was holding the woman. Getting stronger and weaker at the same time.

Some who considered themselves to be his father's brother, began to approach him, trying to get him to talk, but Harris knew where all the pleasantries came down to. Harris snorted stifledly at the chest, resulting in a hiccup-like person, the corner of his lips developing a smile full of ridicule, in response to various forms of negotiation that would benefit them only.

Harris no longer paid attention to the interlocutor, when the colonial woman was caught in the shadow of his eyes. The flutter of her dress made it seem to float with her. From a distance he continued to notice, the woman was extremely domineering with her height, as if another small one was before her. Even Mami, who was very careful was easily made subdued.

Harris rippled whenever he thought of the woman, let alone when she bit her lip, or when she laughed until her eyes were wiped out by her cheeks. Harris was very anxious, wanting her to kidnap the woman and slam her in a soft bed.

"Damn," Harris massaged his forehead, as his body returned to heat. Some of the people who were around Harris froze in anxiety. It's not a good thing if Harris is in a bad mood.

Realizing himself speechless, he hurriedly straightened his body. A little shudder, to normalize himself, "Sorry, I have other business."

Unfortunately, every step did not escape the sharp highlight of the child. The boy seemed impatient to catch his Papa when he did violence to the Mama.

"Alright, Je! Relax, Papa can't do bad things in a crowd like this. You're watching too many soap operas with Uti, apparently!" Excel patted Jeje's shoulder gently. Excel himself finally understood why there was such a mark on his mother's body. Secretly, Excel finds out on the internet. He nearly froze to death as his eyes stained for the first time. In his heart he cursed Jeje who made him do a very shameful thing.

"If you don't want to help me, just shut up and look. Don't bother me. Wherever I must be alert, Brother," Jeje replied, without distracting her from her Papa who was stepping quietly towards her Mother. Excel shook his head, just resigned, free to tell Jeje. It will not produce any effect. Even upset themselves at last.

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Jen is playing with Candy, the son of her older sister Rio, she is 10 months old. The baby girl looked adorable, her cheeks were chubby and her hair stood upright, like a sage, only fragile and rare.

Harris, who feels his steps are under Jeje's watch, diverts his goal of getting close to his wife and turns to Jen. Looking at the boy who was anxiously picking at Candy's cheeks, the idea came to Jen's aid in helping her defeat Jeje.

"Hi, Ris! Want to play with Candy?" Sapa Veronica, Big Brother Rio. He has 2 children, who are still toddlers. Harris paused his steps right in front of Vero.

"Tumben you're offering your son to play with me? Usually you won't let me touch your son?" Harris tilted his head, raising a cynical smile at Vero. However, Vero was not at all afraid of his cousin. They fight all the time.

"I used to be afraid that you would crush my son! You are so cruel and horrible" Vero said, raising his eyebrows at a glance.

"Now, can I try?" Harris slowly approached Candy who was carrying Jen.

"Try it if you dare" Vero raised his chin. "Ra, your husband made ul- "

Harris was as quick as a flash of lightning shut Vero's mouth as he shouted at the snatch. His eyes watched Kira who did not seem to hear Vero's screams.

"Ngeselin long ago your mouth," Harris put a little pressure on Vero's jaw, until Vero flailed Harris' arm.

Harris was a little rough taking off his stock. So Vero's face turned to the side. Her cheeks flushed, leaving the marks of Harris' fingers, at least three.

"Based on a mean man" murmured Vero who could still be heard by Harris clearly.

"Everything has a mouth in the guard, don't be a mangap," Harris sprayed right in front of Vero's face.

"Have, have you, you can't ya, get along for a while, since childhood you like to fight, don't be ashamed of the kids?" Mama Rio, broke the two adult human's dispute.

Harris threw away his face, his intention to persuade Jen to smooth over his plan failed miserably. Now he is no longer interested in using Vero's children to lure Jen how cute a baby sister is.

Harris groaned in frustration, but the edge of his eyes saw his wife going back and forth in front of the door full of anxiety.

"What's up, honey?" Harris grabbed his wife's shoulder to face him.

"Mommy, aren't you out yet? Mommy hasn't had dinner either, Yang," Kira looks very anxious, her fingers squeezing and sweating.

"Maybe still persuade Viona, honey. Don't worry, let either Rina or Aunt Mai take care of it," Harris grabbed his wife's fingers to calm her down.

Kira's eyes followed where her hands were taken. Until it boils down to his favorite black eye bead, he just stopped. It was always that the eye sucked on him, leading him to a tranquil whirlpool that washed away.

"Don't look at me like that, I can misunderstand," Harris grabbed his wife's chin and brought it closer to his face.

"You always misunderstand my every move" Kira put her lips on the corner of her husband's lips.

Harris screeched softly, "You always tease me, watch out for you later."

"Just stay away! I don't want to, Jeje is making me harder. Look, he's been looking at us all the time" Harris pushed his wife slowly.

"Oh yeah? I need to reprimand Jeje," Kira still attached a gaze to her husband.

"Leave it, I will defeat him! As long as you're working together," Harris poked the tip of Kira's nose. Both his eyebrows were raised together.

"If only I could say no" replied Kira indifferently, the tip of her fingers rubbing her forehead as if there were strands of hair there.

"I don't like being rejected, remember?"

Kira was about to reply, but, Mrs Darmawan's voice interrupted her intentions.

"You waiting for Mami?" Kira immediately turned around with a big smile.

"Yes, Mi. Mommy hasn't had dinner yet, has she?" Kira welcomes Mrs Darmawan and leads him.

"Here, someone brought dinner for Mami," Madam Darmawan rubbed Kira's hand.

"Thank God then!" Kira said full of relief. "How's Mi?"

"As you say, son. She hasn't said anything yet, but Mami is convinced, if we're close, things will be easy. Besides, Mami's worried about the contents. She looked tired and in pain, "Mrs Darmawan looked at Kira, but her mind was remembering Viona.

"He's been suffering a lot lately, Mi. Moreover, seeing her lover is married, and losing all the fruits of her labor." Kira's gaze weakened, as if she was feeling Viona's suffering.

"She's already said that, but she's not saying she's hurt over your marriage. Mami knew she was hurt about it, which is why she avoided saying it."

"Did she mention the baby, Mi?"

"No, but he hinted that he did not belong to your husband" Madam Darmawan smiled. "He was just forced to stay in your house, because he had no choice."

Kira and Harris looked at each other for a moment. Slowly Viona's veil begins to unfold.

"At first, Mami thought it was your son, Ris. Mami got confused about how to beat you up if that happens. How can you play two women at once?"

Harris snorted, his throat suddenly dry. "Mi, me and Viona were over when I married Kira. Mami don't affect Kira, she can get angry later,"

"really? Let's just say you deserve to be angry."

Harris was about to reply, but the sound of fireworks bursting into the air. Harris glanced at the circular watch on his left wrist.

Everyone looked up at the sky, seeing sparks up there. Real beautiful. Jen is already sitting on her Grandpa's lap, flanked by Excel and Jeje. Mr. Dirga looked happy, his lips seemed to be incessantly speaking. His hand pointed at the sky where the luminescent light broke and faded.

"We should have enjoyed it on the balcony of the room, dear," whispered Harris.

Kira slid Harris's arm. "Not dirty."

Harris laughed without a sound, and peeked at his wife's cheek. "You should thank me properly, this is all I prepared,"

"I didn't ask" Kira replied fiercely.

Harris just laughed softly, his tightly-linked fingers slightly squeezing his wife's fingers, on the sides of both bodies.

Madame Darmawan still looked at the sky, paying attention to her ears would whisper friendly whispers behind her. The newlyweds romance, he thought.

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