Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

Wingless Angel

The leaves rustled, whispering softly dancing with the baby. Waiting is the most boring thing, even if waiting for the arrival of a lover of the heart.

If the floor left a trace, I don't know how many of his shoes left marks. Downstairs, following the wind. The end of his gaze waved, his wavy curly hair hanging on his back reached the waist. Her body was slender-filled, her face beautiful polished with simple makeup. Gracefully.

Repeatedly he pulled his arm, looking at the clock that was coiled around his wrist. As if racing against time, he breathed out slowly. Her eye beads were endlessly watching the end of the road where her husband should have appeared. Sometimes he rubbed his palms.

Until a motorbike stopped at the bottom of the step. Without opening his full-face helmet, the rider reached out to Kira. Kira's mind raged with various questions. Where's husband?

Kira inevitably pay attention to the appearance of the rider ojol, too dapper for the size of the rider ojek online. Usually friends seprofesinya first, only use jeans and regular sneakers. This, using very slippery material pants, shiny pantofel shoes and leather gloves. Top-class motorcycle taxi driver, Inner Kira while commenting on a smile.

A message came in from her husband hinting to follow the driver who picked her up. Both his eyebrows furrowed, what the hell is this? thought.

Kira grumbled, even though the dress was closed but by wearing a dress would be difficult if riding a motorcycle. Even so, he still rode on the back of that biker. Wearing a helmet, sitting sideways and securing the end of her dress.

There was a strange feeling when he came into contact with the driver. A very familiar taste.

Kira didn't ask anything, because the fullface helmet must have blocked all the noise. Along the way, Kira enjoys the warm atmosphere of the afternoon. It was as if reminiscing about the hardest time of his life, a time when he had to feel the bitterness of life. A clear thread of gratitude flowed in the corner of his eyes.

Looking back to that time makes him grateful to find the love that rains him now. Her heart did not cease to echo the expression of love for her husband. Thousands of times and infinity.

I don't know how long he's been walking and where they're headed, Kira doesn't think about it. Now, on a beach with warm white sand. The beach is so quiet, there is only a group of young people who are playing the guitar while singing.

The waves that run to the beach, set Kira's view. He was like a happy little boy seeing a lot of water. With slow steps and lips carving a smile he walked down the sand of the beach.

"You like it?" Her husband's distinctive voice echoed in her ears, like a magnet that instantly pulled Kira's body to twist her body.

"Did you?" Kira widens her eyelids. He saw, Harris was taking off the helmet and jacket typical driver ojol wear.

"Are you comfortable driving with me, miss?" Harris widened his smile. The surprise always works.

"No! I almost fell to keep my distance from you!" Kira scowled, but the next second she smiled.

"You can hug me now, Miss! And forever!" Harris spread her arms, welcoming her lover who was always blushing to hear her seduction.

Kira anchors her body in the arms of the man who always made her fall in love many times.

"Abang surprised me!" Kira muttered in her husband's chest. Closing his eyes, feeling the love that flowed with his heart.

Harris laughed softly, showering his wife's head with a gentle kiss. "You're always surprised, no matter what I do to you!"

Suddenly, a song came from the youth group. Kira opened her eyes, then pulled herself from her husband's body. His body turned around to look at that beautiful voice. Acoustic music is so beautiful flowing between the whirring sea breeze. Plus a tinge of sunlight at dusk gently scratches at the foot of the sky.

Kira hummed along, a very familiar song in her ears. Behind him, Harris wrapped his hands around Kira's stomach, holding her head together.

"Look, where are they sitting?" Whisper Harris. Kira just noticed that they were sitting on a black matic motorbike. Kira squinted her eyes to focus her lens.

Kira turned her head again, "That's my bike, isn't it, Bang? Why is it here? How can you, Bang?"

Kira turned her body again, facing her husband. A series of questions that are sure to answer.

"There's nothing I can't do, baby! You have to remember that!"

Harris smiled before peeking at the tightly clenched lips. Filled happiness. A heart overflowing with love.

Harris held Kira's chin, placing her in the focus of her eyes, "Darling, I'm not a man as good at singing as Rio. I'm not a guy who can make you laugh like Johan. I'm just an ordinary man trying to love you for who you are. Loving you is like water in the ocean,"

"Although a thousand angels came down to earth, only you, the only angel in my life!"

Kira blinked, her eyes had already dewy too much. "I'm the lucky one because I have you, baby! You are a perfect man, I never imagined there would be a man as great as you present in my life full of luck. Don't say that again! I don't like it, Bang!"

Harris pulled her eyeballs up, "then with something romantic?"

"What about all this? You likey?" Harris still nailed his gaze to that stifling look. The face that always made her miss home.

"I like her so much" Kira lifted her heels to reach her love harbor. Put them both together again. Ignoring the screams and the roar of the raging beach saw the couple getting drunk on love.

Until the chest cavity of the two is empty, then they move away from each other and put on a meaningful smile.

"Stay like this until your deadline, Yang! Stay by my side to strengthen me! I'm weak without you!"

Kira nodded, "Without Brother asking, I will always be with Brother."

The two hugged each other, bringing together the feeling that was bubbling in the chest. The strains of song that were swallowed by the sea breeze still continued to flow beautifully. They both get away in deep feelings.

"But, why didn't you keep your promise this time?" Kira raised her face that was originally leaning on her husband's chest.

Harris stared at his wife's bead eyes, his forehead creasing deeply. "Promise? You forgot something?"

"Yes, I promise I won't hurt you again! But the proof is that you're making me sick again!" Kira pursed the lips that had lost its color.

Harris turned his back, "Did you really hurt, Yang?" he swallowed his saliva violently. Shaken Kira's shoulder, softly.

"Yes," Kira was still a manyun with her head nodding for sure. His hands were folded on his chest, after taking one step back. "Abang makes Ranu have a sister!"

Harris blinked, he didn't understand his wife's intentions. "What do you mean, Yang?"

Kira sighed, "You'll have another baby!"

"This fast?" Harris was really surprised right now. "How come, Yang?"

"Don't ask me, did you make it!?" Kira scowled in annoyance.

"Yang, Ranu hasn't even been a year, you-"

Harris pulled her hair rough. He didn't know how to be, happy but also sad. Imagining Kira who was struggling to give birth to Ranu made his soul as if taken away. And now it has to be one more time?

"Why is it even Senewen's brother? I am ordinary!" Kira sneered at her husband. "You have to take responsibility, now your baby wants to eat good!"

Kira rubbed her flat stomach. Harris still stared at his wife in disbelief, saying the unexpected pregnancy seemed to be talking about the beautiful afternoon sky. No load.

"Darling, wait!" Harris ran after Kira who was far away. Her lips carved a smile, hopefully this time a hotshot, her inner self.

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