Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

Sefatal that?

Rain still often falls on the earth, pounding the weak side until it splashes into a mud puddle. Screaming the hard side leaving a gaping hole panning water.

Among the rain that fell crisscrossed and fragile scattered by the wind, it appeared that high-bodied women were wading one by one of four children in turns entering a car.

The cold air blowing waving the dress under the knees shades of small flowers like the color of cherry blossoms. After pushing the door with a loud bang, he waved until the car was swallowed by the towering black gate, at least up to the roof of the security post.

With the end of the long fingers growing thinner, like the skeleton of a Dementor's hand, the woman rubbed her nose. Hearer. It was powerless to hold the tickle inside the blunt end of his nose.

Haciw.haciw.

Using a whitened palm with books firmly curled, he covered his nose which was even compressed on the third blow. He lowered his upper lip wedge, and held it down with the bottom, dismissing what he said was an allergy to cold temperatures.

At least, that was what he always got whenever he asked for a prescription for his seasonal illness. It feels excessive, if it becomes something worth worrying about. Although from the looks of it, it does not cover that the woman is not okay. Behind the thin makeup and lip dyes slightly lit up in order to cause a fresh effect, unable to hide the fact that she was so exhausted.

"Darling, are you ready?" The tall man with long legs stepped to the side of his woman. A firm and authoritative step, accompanied by a gaze that makes anyone freeze. Next to her hand rubbed the cheeks that were getting thinner, accentuating her bones.

A warm smile was pinned on both corners of her lips, a nod of hesitation, making her husband laugh silently. "Johan will be with you all the time, and it's only a short while until the shareholders determine someone to replace him."

Avoiding mentioning the name of the person, will even accumulate fear, as if spreading terror. Her heart seemed to be sliced, seeing her husband keeping his feelings, keeping his passion in a line of rhythm.

"I really don't know anything, honey. What if I'm wrong and laughed at by them?" The fingers pounded into one, swiping slowly, giving rise to a laughable rustle. Highlight those dim eyes filled with the burden of anxiety. Fear comes out of there.

"If you have any doubt, you better shut up! Just listen, your nod or one word from you will make them submit to you! You forgot what you learned last night and days ago?"

How could he forget? His brain seemed to be crammed with basic knowledge in business. Once upon a time she sneered, this did not match her, she was a woman who relied on muscles rather than brains. For him, the brain is a regulator of the performance of his organs. Not to digest complicated things and numbers.

More than that, he would definitely be very nervous dealing with dozens of people in an organization called the company.

"Can I back off?" His heart ached, shivering as if a cold hand was gripping him. My gaze, made so that he could escape.

"Let's go," The smile ignored all the protests. To him, there was no word of retreat.

Kira let out a sigh of resignation, under her husband's arm that pushed her body into the car. Under the shade of her husband's hand, she crossed a few drops of rainwater.

Kira sat up straight with the bag on her lap. After the door was checked, the car drove. Two cars slid in the rain.

Kira blinked, incessantly moving her head left or right. Distracting his mind from what he will get later. But only a rain point was visible on the glass side of his car. Frosted.

She turned her head towards her husband, as the burly hand rubbed her hair. Tranquilize.

"Have it, don't worry too much, it's just a formality. I can't be in the Giant all the time. When there is only Rian, they work as they please, especially without a leader? If only he had not abandoned his job, I would not have demoted him. To be honest, he was very competent, ignoring who he was to me and to you."

"Is that the fault?" Kira tilted her head, clarifying her husband's intentions.

"Yes, I'm still generous not to fire him. If only Papa, it would have been fired immediately! Even me, I used to have to work hard to keep Star. In fact, I am his son! Moreover, he is only connected because of work!"

"You don't know your ex-husband's salary?" Kira shook her head quickly.

"Eum, the courtship he said his salary could reach tens of millions, and it would be hundreds if he rose to office! But, I didn't see that, there was a man who expressed love to me only I was happy," Kira moved her lips, her eyes looking straight ahead.

"You fool! You know, your ex-husband was one of Papa's confidants. He and I are in the same position. Of course you know your ex's luxury car, right?"

Kira nodded. "That's a bonus from Papa. For his good and diligent performance. The Giant was at the top at the time. Star alone was still far below Giant. Not to mention the form of cash, also the house he refused."

"Home?" Kira, who was initially running through the air, connects her memory with her husband's story, aghast.

Kira glanced again at her husband, who nodded silently, his hand still stroking the hair to the back. Kira clenched involuntarily.

"There is no more reason for me to pity them" said Kira. Of course, staying with in-laws who always prick their feelings with sharp words, is not something that can be accepted by a heart that is no more than an inch of breadth. Like a knife, he has torn to pieces with a drop of patience. Owning her own home is Kira's dream for the sake of, for the sake of, the wholeness of her family and her sanity. But the fact that Rian did not intend to relieve her from her mother's torment, makes Kira no longer hesitate to see them all destroyed. Let alone.

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A man in a slightly wet shirt walked hurriedly to the room where he was working. Narrow cubicles with just about any stacked stuff. He was already very late in his second week working as a subordinate. A position he had never been in. Since the beginning of working here, he immediately worked under Mr. Sofyan.

Rian flung his body until the chair slid down. Buffing his head on the table, with open fingers rubbing the face rough to the hair. Messy, thin, and looking aging.

"Girl, the horror of our lives." Said one of Rian's co-workers. "Boss is getting mean, getting his wife in charge of our office."

Rian who was still down raised his face, only his eyes could see his friend who was talking. Make sure what he says is not a bluff.

"The boss's wife isn't creepy?" One of the others chimed in.

"You didn't see his face! He looks fierce and just as horrible as the boss."

"But she's beautiful, tall, and classy, Men! Model mah passing!" The other one who just came in brought a tray of coffee.

"The money speaks, Men! Too bad her husband used to, already dumped a cute bini like her!"

"This is how the husband treats! Take the boss for example! Caves of horrors, Boss be an acute bucin, now!"

The door opened softly, all eyes turned to the door. They froze for a moment, before running off the roasted mounts to their respective cubicles. Kira goes into the room, followed by Johan. Without saying a word he surrounded the cubicles, ignoring the greetings from them. Staring one by one their faces stiffened.

"I asked for employee data, to whom should I ask?" Kira asked calmly, without emphasis.

"I, I, Madam," The man who brought the news nervously searched the data requested, then, rushed forward in a frenzy of "You just need to call our channel, you know, and we'll come, madam."

"I'm just looking around for a minute, introduce myself! Thanks for the help!" Kira received the file from the man, with a friendly smile.

He stopped about three boxes from Rian's place. Without looking at Rian. Graceful and gentle, Kira flipped her body. There was no sound, not even his steps made a sound. They held their breaths until the high shadow disappeared from their sight.

"Truly beautiful, though fierce!" Toss one of them.

"Sir Rian, sorry! Thanks you, sir! Because, Father, we got a beautiful boss! It's good to reduce stress!" Said the employee next to Rian. And welcome the laughter of the others. Without knowing what the man was feeling, and what relationship between his new boss and Rian.

Rian sat down, claustrophobic, just imagining he was almost crazy, let alone seeing him every day. Rian bit his lips, enduring the pain and tears, his hands squeezing his chest. It was like thousands of needles.

Form for employees who will resign in the face with nanar. It was as if it would all be over if he walked away from his ex-wife. Otherwise, he would lose his mind. Seeing her happy, made her dying.

"You're good at making people depressed, ma'am! You could have told me to go there or look inside your computer files, without having to bother going there! You're just making your ex-husband tight! I'd love to see her pale face, like a vampire!" Johan chirps while in the corridor towards his study.

"really? Then you'll be friends with him!" Kira replied casually as she flipped open the paper in her hand.

"You've contracted a haughty nature and dominated your husband" Johan murmured. Smile lifted. Staring at the back with hanging curls.

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