Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

Menduda Principle

Melisa was standing on the edge of a busy highway with traffic. In a day his fate like a slide in the waterpark. Free glide without any obstacles.

What else now? Going back? Ah, no! Is she a woman with high self-esteem? Self-worth? Inner sneered. Which part of him is that? If there is, it is scattered at the base of his feet. Crushed to pieces.

Melisa's head seemed to be filled with the hum of caci maki and the swearing. He heard nothing but his own stuff. Unknowingly, he stepped onto the highway.

Steppes.

Where he's going. Seek refuge. Mommy's? No way! What price will be given to him that does not fit the criteria Mami. Even then, there he still felt better. Least. Some are still adoring. Her body.

Two steps.

Will dying make it better? Even he could not feel the presence of the Death Angel around him. There was no dark or overcast aura with lightning flashing. Just the blazing sun burning.

Three steps.

Decit brakes clashing together, wheel tracks scratching asphalt getting black, concentrated. One, two, three, four, or a dozen four-wheeled vehicles lined up, snaking. Domino effect.

Tan-tin, Tan-tin. The sound of the horn was earthy as Melisa just closed her ears and collapsed with her legs open out. Quailed.

The distance of the foot with the front of the car is only one strand of thread. Fearful. Melisa smiled cynically. Even death refused to approach him. Stripped it when her fingertips almost touched her feet.

Shouts and swearing again. Without anyone willing to extend a hand, to grab her to stand up. Melisa's getting more trouble standing up.

Until a big hand slid towards him. Slowly, he looked up. His sight was blurred because the clear point was even more piled up.

Melisa grabbed that hand. Men with leather jackets, black T-shirts with abstract skulls, long hair, multifaceted necklaces, denim pants, and boots. Thugs. Or someone's messenger.

"Sorry, Sir. I have no business with you!" Melisa withdrew her hand, as the burly man gave a signal for the cars to speed up immediately.

The man backed off and turned around, "But I have business and know you,"

Melisa stared at the two eyes of her interlocutor in turn. A wicked grin adorned the man's face. This made Melisa retreat.

He was caught by someone behind him. Same. The two people were dressed similarly, but this one, neater and cleaner, was also fragrant.

"Who are you?" Melisa distanced herself from the man's check.

"Follow us, Miss! And you'll know everything!" Answer the man.

"No want! You must be mean to me!" Melisa remembers the incident last night, she was very afraid of dealing with foreign and creepy men. Therefore, Melisa chose to take the bus instead of taking a taxi. He's still traumatized.

Melisa retreated as the men stepped forward. Melisa's gaze was still watching the two alternately. Melisa's mind was counting, as the two people looked at each other, Melisa turned around and ran as fast as she could. All his strength was put on his feet. Melisa opens her mouth to scoop up more oxygen, as her running fuel.

Running away, and continuing to run, he occasionally turned his head, yet the two men were still behind him. And still chasing him. Shit, inner Melisa. Again, and again, he forced his feet to run, he could not hide in a very open area. Until the moment he was almost at the end of the ranks of that elite shop, he hit someone who had just walked out of the store.

"This is not your parents' road! If you walk, wear your eyes, don't wear a snore!" Shouted someone else who immediately helped the woman who was hit by Melisa.

Melisa did not care, she got up and ran again. Unfortunately, their distance was too close and Melisa's legs seemed to have given up.

"You're causing us trouble, miss!" Said the gentleman with the hair.

"Please, let me go, sir! I have nothing!" Lirih Melisa who is no longer because of her appearance.

Regardless of Melisa, the man put Melisa in a car that was not far from the position of the men.

Melisa resigned, she gave up. It felt like his entire bones had already left his body. Remaining flesh and skin. Limply. Helpless. Melisa was even astonished, she did not faint considering how she ran and not a single grain of rice had entered her stomach.

Melisa was surprised not to play when she saw where she was taken. He began to hold back his steps. So that forced the two men to pull him. And one of them pushed Melisa's body from behind.

"Sir, what's my fault? I did not cause any damage or loss!" Melisa thinks she was brought here for making a scene on the highway earlier.

"Just go inside. Don't talk too much! Here your words mean nothing!" Answer the well-dressed man. Although handsome but he was very stiff and cold.

"Master, help me! Let go of me, Master!" Rintih Melisa's. But the three people did not care, and continued to push Melisa into the room and down the increasingly narrow and stuffy corridor.

Until they arrived at the end of the corridor. The iron formed an impenetrable confinement, welcoming them. This is where he ends today, his life's adventure comes down here. At least God gave the answer to his question. He found shelter from the cruel night that was ready to grip the feeble souls with its sharp hooves.

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Kira was waiting for her husband to pick her up at the office. Slowly he began to adapt to his new habits. Little by little he began to understand the business of the office. Helped by Mr. Sofyan and several other people who are ready to help him.

The atmosphere of the office becomes very pleasant and passionate. The employees are happy all the time. Maybe because there has not been such a significant pressure at the beginning of the year, inner Kira.

Kira tidied up her desk, although there was an OB who would clean her room, but Kira could not let the riot hit her eyes. He always felt cramped when he saw something messy.

When he finished, he put his hair and clothes together. Do not forget his handbag immediately tangled spoiled in his left hand. There was no special elevator, as in her husband's office. Directly connected to the underground parking area. Kira even shared the elevator with other employees. Although in the end the male employee chose to get out of the elevator and let his boss take the elevator first.

"Thank you," said Kira sincerely with a raised smile.

"Together, Miss!" Answer them in unison.

The elevator doors closed and took him down to the lobby.

Ting[elevator sound]

Kira ran a little, as her phone rang. She knew it was her husband. So instead of having a hard time looking for a phone that would even hinder her, Kira chose to ignore it and rushed to see her husband.

"Sorry old, Yang! Have you been waiting for long?" Kira tucked away the waving hair as she ran earlier. Her husband was standing on the far side of the car. To bring his wife into the office.

"Not yet! It's just, I got a dinner invitation from one of my co-workers. So, I'm in a hurry to get home!" Harris answered, welcoming his wife in his arms. Pecking the top of his wife's head that was stuck in his chest.

"Oh, okay! We're going home now!" Kira immediately took off her embrace and immediately got into the car.

"You tired?" Harris watched his wife's slightly pale face.

"Not really! I haven't even done anything all day! Just sit and read a novel or play a game!" Answer the original Kira. "That's why I'm surprised, you're always tired when you get home from work!"

Harris approached the back side of the ear, and whispered, "Unfortunately, I'm not tired at all! Even I'm ready to start since the sun hasn't set perfectly!"

Kira who initially laughed, slowly shrunk, changed my gaze, although her eyes did not diminish. "Yang, Please! I really can't wake up tomorrow!"

"That is the result if you always underestimate the burden of my work that is not small and tiring" Harris pinched his wife's increasingly thin cheeks. "Eat a lot, you're getting thinner, baby!"

Kira lowered her husband's hand, "I ate a lot, but once you want to be fat, you're already shaken! Fall unnoticed, sir!"

Johan's ears immediately closed, hearing the dirty discussion that made the principle of his accusation waver. The desire to get married just like that, seeing the friendly view of the couple behind him.

"After the horse's glasses, I want an automatic earmuff! My pure thoughts were stained by their ravings" Inner Johan, as he clenched his teeth.

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