Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

Optimus Prime and Bumblebee

Life is always racing with time, it can be a moment to stop. Savor. But, step back. Don't fall asleep.

Day three. Abnormal menstruation puts Kira under pressure. In addition to the effects of disappointment that still leaves deposits of tightness, this incident makes him a little worried about the condition of the content. Unlike what Vivian said, she was fine. Vivian is currently on her honeymoon. Yes, two days ago Vivian married Hendra, the cop she met after saving Harris.

Kira considers the doctor advised by Vivian, but, the doctor is still abroad. And just come back tomorrow.

Kira patted her forehead, slightly pressing. Upset and I don't know. Kira becomes very sensitive and irritable. Even all the residents of the house, including Jen, were also hit by sharp bursts from Kira. The two got into a heated argument without anyone willing to budge.

Seeing the change in his wife's attitude, Harris could do nothing but calm and give understanding to his three children.

"Jeje and Jen have to get better! You guys have been out for too long! So Mama became upset because her children are handsome and beautiful, do not get along! She said, Mama, how come it makes Mama angry?" Harris said when the fourth was in the room.

Harris knelt down between the two boys while Excel, he was feeling panted as well since the quarrel some time ago. And, Excel was more and more astonished, His father was not angry at all. However, Jeje was scared when she saw her Papa who was still carving a smile. Excel was tired of advising his two stone-headed sisters.

Jen is still frowning and putting on a jutek face, "Jeje Pa, that's starting!"

"Aren't you Optimus and Bee? Until it all breaks! Can't be in one more!" Jeje is still in upset mode because his beloved Autobot miniature was accidentally nudged by Jen. The two Autobots, red blue and yellow, were helplessly barking at a box. Some parts are broken.

"Already! Quiet, people!" Harris's voice rose, before softening again. "Jeje will buy you a new one! And, Jen, if you're wrong, you should apologize! Not like this, honey!"

"Tell, Pa!?" Jeje Excited. "The real one, Pa!"

"Yes. Jeje will choose for themselves. Now you learn the same Excel! Dad, there's a show outside! Don't fight anymore!" I don't know if the toy is sold in this country or not, think again later.

"Yes, Pa!" Answer them in unison. However, it did not seem to end the hostility between the two.

Harris rubbed the heads of both of his hearts. His smile was perfect. He immediately went to his own room.

"Well, I'm not coming! I don't know, I feel fucked!" Kira sat on the edge of the bed in a light blue dress.

"Why?" Harris grabbed Kira's hand that was so squeezing. "It's beautiful like this, time to be canceled?"

Kira looks very doubtful. Like reluctant and dim. She looked at her husband full of pleading.

Harris sighed, "Let's go, after dinner, we go to the hospital! Vivian's replacement definitely wouldn't mind if we came!"

Harris raised both eyebrows. Followed his head a little. Kira still hasn't nodded her head, but, Harris is running out of time. So he gently pulled his wife's hand.

***

"Welcome, Sir!" A charismatic man wearing a black suit. Elegant and handsome. Even though he is no longer young. His hand was stretched out toward Harris.

"Sorry, Mr Winata! I'm a little late!" Harris welcomed Mr. Winata's hand warmly and tightly.

"Don't be too formal, sir! No problem at all!" Mr. Winata behaved as if the two were very familiar and warm. The structure seemed to want to get acquainted with his partner's wife.

"Talk, this is my wife, Akira!" Harris embraces the tight waist of his wife who is trying to organize her feelings that have not improved at all.

"I'm Winata, Miss!" Mr. Winata shook Kira's hand at a glance. As necessary. A friendly smile always floated on his lips.

They were seated at the hands of Mr. Winata.

"Sorry sir, are you alone?" Harris frowned. When found Mr. Winata did not say anything about the empty seat next to him.

"Oh, I'm sorry, sir. We are at odds! So, well," Master Winata opened both of his palms. His face is slightly forward. "You know for yourself, don't you! Sulks!"

Until the dinner menu came, Kira was still silent. It was as if there was a ring of tangled threads above his head. In front of him stood a slightly groggy waitress. It seemed like he was a new person, considering his tense face and his movements were still stiff. So nervous, the tray he held tilted, and...

The waitress spilled the brown sauce and it was still warm to the front of her shirt. Wet and sticky.

"Sorry, Miss! Sorry!" Waitress continued to apologize while rubbing the former sauce that was still attached to the light blue cloth. Looks clear.

Harris immediately took napkin who was still folded neatly, to clean his wife's clothes. Dark expression.

"It's okay" answered Kira calmly calming the two. But his heart was really burning. Patience, Kira, patience.

Kira was still busy cleaning up the not-so-small traces of sauce, when she heard that Mr. Winata was raging at the servant who looked down with tears in his eyes.

"Darling, I'll go to the bathroom first!" Whisper Kira in between a roar full of anger of Mr. Winata who felt humiliating his guests.

"Alright," Harris was harassing his wife who darted straight into the toilet. It appeared that he was asking the person in the same uniform as the servant who was angered by Lord Winata.

"Master, stop! My wife is okay!" Harris said to Mr. Winata who was still growling with anger. Moreover, half of the visitors of this restaurant looked towards them.

"I'm sorry, Sir! I'm messing up dinner tonight!" Mr. Winata felt guilty, seen from the look of his receding face. Lost is already the warm and friendly Mr. Winata.

"No problem, Sir! Everyone is wrong!" Harris sat back down, with a slightly forced smile. Harris, who was already unfazed, immediately expressed cold and stiff.

Things don't go according to plan. Even this is just a waste of time. No serious talk at last. Harris enjoyed dinner half-heartedly.

After 15 minutes, Kira never showed up. Harris was getting worried. Maybe Kira's still craving because she forced him to come to dinner this time. However, Mr. Winata and he have been working together for a long time, since Star was still in his footsteps. Moreover, Mr. Winata's wife was eager to meet Kira. Although finally, Harris was a little disappointed and felt guilty for Kira. It could have been, that whiny and labile woman was still crying in the bathroom. Spilling the stifled annoyance. Terrible PMS effects, Harris thought.

"Sir, excuse me for a moment! I guess, a quarter of an hour in the bathroom is too long!" Pamit Harris is polite. Before sliding the chair with a white high backrest, to the back. With or without the permission of Mr. Winata, Harris kept his wife first. No matter what Lord Winata thinks or the fate of their cooperation in the future.

***

Mist necklace. Harris and Mr. Winata ran to and fro after Kira was nowhere to be found. Even the restaurant immediately contacted the police without Harris' knowledge.

"Check cctv!" Harris's mind is as white as paper. His heart sank at the bottom. Crushed. His heart was beating unbecoming. Necklaces. His mind was already sprinkled with a bad shadow. Moreover, his legs suddenly lost power. His foot motor system, paralyzed. However, he dragged on forcibly, his weak self.

"Where is the control of the cctv?" He shouted at one of the employees or managers or whatever his name was. Panicked. His brain is in red alarm mode, danger sign. So that their performance collides with each other.

The man, pale. But it immediately led Harris to the next floor, where the room was almost quiet only the blue screen worked. Some employees were looking at the door. It is rare for the door here to clap so hard when it opens.

Neatest. No traces. No one suspects. The woman in a light blue dress looked like she was fainting in the arms of a man who turned his back to the camera.

Harris ran out. But soon stop. He called Hendra. No matter the distance that stretches between this city and the far country, where Hendra is.

"Ndra, give access to the cctv all the way in town! Johan will be connected to you soon!" Harris turned off his phone unilaterally. Without saying goodbye to Mr. Winata, Harris picked up the car and drove at high speed.

In his mind, who were those people? Who kidnapped his wife? Which person? The competition is too much. Her ex-husband? Or his ex-best friend? Whoever the mastermind is, the motive is clear, only to ask for a commensurate redemption.

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