Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

The One and a Half Month Attack

"Darling, wait..." Harris ran over to Kira, who had reached the side of the road, standing beside the bike. "Why are you walking so fast?"

"Any bang, a lot of thought!" Kira took the helmet and started wearing it.

Harris pulled back the helmet the locker was trying to attach to. "We don't need a helmet to get home, baby!"

Harris put the helmet back on the motorcycle seat. Then, Harris waved to one of the young men who had finished performing the song for them.

"Thank you for your help, wait for my Assistant to call you," Harris handed the motor key to the young man who was still gawking, he couldn't properly digest Harris' words.

"But, Master! Is this bike new? Then what about that one?" The young man pointed at the motorbike which was still surrounded by his partner.

"Later someone will bring the bike," Harris patted the young man's tall, sweet-faced shoulder. "Wear this bike, use it well."

"Thank you, Mister!" The young man looked down inside. Then step back with a happy face.

"Who the hell are they, Bang?" Kira still nailed her gaze towards the young man who was shouting in excitement.

"They're the buskers I met on the street, they sound great, so I asked them to sing you a song, your favorite song! You know, my voice is so expensive?!" Harris grabbed his wife's waist. Next to her hand rubbed Kira's flat stomach. "Did he make you hard this time?"

Kira sneered as she shook her head, her face raised towards her husband. "No Bang, just get tired quickly, because Ranu nempel keeps the same me!"

"What about Ranu's ass, later?" Harris was suddenly sad, in his mind was reminded of Ranu who refused to suckle from the bottle. He threw the bottle away. Ranu likes asi directly.

"Slowly given understanding, Bang! I am still good!" Kira commented a smile, calming her husband. Even though it is now less than usual.

"Could he understand, Yang?" Of course, Harris is not easy to believe, even Ranu has not been able to speak.

"It's possible that we both do it!" Her head was on her husband's shoulder. There everyone doubts there is a response.

Harris gently rubbed his wife's head. "Sorry, Honey! I should have been able to hold myself back!"

"Abang anyway, coming home from abroad is not bring souvenirs, even bring miss a lot of barges! It really is, right?"

Kira didn't change her position. He's closing his body even more. Looking for comfort when his heart is not okay. Harris let out a sigh, Kira did not not un-remember, but Harris paid him no heed. The attacks a month and a half ago, are reaping the rewards now. Harris always forgets "security" when his longing precedes his wits.

The two fell silent, wrapped in their own thoughts. There was no sound just pounding the waves, just a sigh of Kira that was getting heavier felt. Harris, of course, knew that Kira was not doing well, but, not asking her, but Vivian.

The Italian manufacturer's sports car with a red open roof stopped right in front of the two. Kira lifted her head looking at this, her eyes incessantly staring at the car and her husband alternately. A few moments he was glued.

Harris grabbed Kira's shoulder, carried her to face her.

"Honey, thank you for a wonderful year, thank you for bringing Ranu and my future son once again," Harris stared fixedly at the bead of the eyes that still implied confusion.

"I'm sorry I always miss your birthday, miss our wedding anniversary surprise. Although it cannot be replaced by anything, I hope this very, very late gift of mine, gives a little consolation for all the things I missed!"

Kira pulled her lips inside, her eyes had dimmed, a sign of rain coming down soon.

"Darling, sorry I hurt you again, sorry I couldn't take care of you"

Kira hastily silenced her husband's lips, the sad face hurt her a lot. "Have you seen me weak all this time? Did you see me whining because of your busyness? Or when you miss a day and ignore another, more beautiful day?"

"No, Bang? Wh why? Every day I spend with you is special. To me, being with you is happy!"

Harris couldn't bear to grab Kira's chin once more, sipping sweet words that made her unable to contain her feelings. Making this woman his was the most appropriate decision he had ever taken.

Enfolded this woman's body in an outpouring of deep feelings. "I love you so much, baby!"

Kira smiled over her husband's shoulder, "I know, and I can feel it, Bang!"

"Sorry, Jo!" Kira loosened her embrace. "We're a little overboard."

"Hurry to marry! I'm pissed off by an old widow troublemaker like you!" Ketus Harris opened the door for his wife. He glanced at Johan in annoyance.

Johan snorted, as Kira passed him. "I'm sorry Jo, she's having PMS!"

"You understand me, madam! You're my boss, not him!" Whisper Johan. However, Johan was sure Harris heard it clearly. Seeing Harris's deadly expression as he looked at her.

Kira smiled as she waved as the car slowly moved away from Johan. Johan smiled wryly, while reaching for the phone in his pants pocket.

"Dragon, on the way!" He said when his phone was connected.

Johan stared at the sky where the drone operated by Riko landed not far from his position.

"Boss fuckin' bad, Jo! For his wife's sake he was willing to do anything!"

"It's natural, when the diamond is getting shiny, the treatment is certainly different when it is still in a rough shape. My Nyonyaku is the best," Johan said, daydreaming, so his speech was a little slurred.

Riko who heard Johan's words clearly, only frowned. "It looks like you guys are involved in deep feelings of love,"

"Yes, I always loved her!"

Silent.

Riko who was packing the drone into place, stopped his activities. He stared at the grass in front of him. He also did not know what to say.

"Since when?"

Johan wet his lips. Over and over again he blinked, his mouth open but no words came out of it.

"Say Jo!" Riko looked at Johan who was still fixated on the road left by Kira. "Or I'll tell Mr. Harris later."

"He knows what I think, and he doesn't have to worry about what I feel for his woman." Johan relieved his slightly depressed chest. "Their souls are bound, Ko! I've been happy enough to be with him like this, to see his laughter, to see him happy. I'm glad he thinks I exist. I'm the one who has to move on from him!"

"You're right, sir! But I didn't expect, love made you pink-hearted!" Riko patted Johan on the shoulder while holding a smile. Before darting away to pick up the motor owned by his boss. The actual motor is new but made as similar as possible to the old Kira motorbike.

"Fuck you, boy!" Johan immediately ran after Riko who was carrying a bag on her back. For him, switching feelings was very difficult. Although I tried.

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