Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

The Substitute

The warm twilight changed into a cold evening. Bias of the sun that began to recede changed with a lamp light that was no less bright. Although not able to warm.

A metallic ash car that seemed manly turned into a courtyard. Stop right in front of the garage. The tired face of the man who was coming down from the car could no longer be hidden. Next to her hand grabbed the black bag that was dragged forcefully from the passenger seat next to the steering wheel. Although not a tote bag, he let the not-so-heavy black bag hang in his left hand.

The whitewashed door was still not fully closed, so the arrival was not realized by the residents of the house. However, the clattering of shoes that collided with the floor made the little girl who was busy chewing snacks on the sofa in front of the television squealed loudly.

"Dad.." threw the snack container in his lap, then scattered as fast as lightning approached the father who spread a smile. He lowered his body and spread out both hands.

"Father's daughter." Her quick movements caught the girl's back and back head. Pulling tightly into his arms. Her eyelids closed, enjoying the fragrant aroma of curly hair that was so concentrated came to her kiss. A kiss accompanied by a distinctive sound followed.

"Where's dedek and mama?" That sturdy hand carried his little daughter in a sling. Although heavy but it does not mean for his body.

"The same mama's grandpa was still in the room, the leg was cut and mama gave him red medicine." The little hand was coiled around the father's neck, his little lips landing a kiss on his father's scarred cheek. "Dad, what if the wound was not given red medicine that left a mark?"

Johan pulled his face to the side to clearly see his daughter. The wrinkles on his forehead were already pinned, thus making the Crystal giggle amused. "Who said that? And grandpa why did it get to the wound?"

"Aem, that's why he fell and his knees were bleeding so badly," the tiny fingers hinted at something that looked so small with his voice shrinking as if his sister's wounds were meaningless. "But Nicky complained constantly and did not want to be treated. So Mama said that not being treated would be impregnated."

"Then why did Kris suddenly ask Dad about it?" Johan sat the crystal in the previous place. And loudly, he also threw himself next to the Crystal. His hands reached into a tube-shaped container with red and white colors intermittently, enjoying a sweet snack belonging to Crystal.

"Because there's a scar on Dad's cheek...Why didn't the wound get treated?" Cetus Crystal without sin. He alternately collided with his father's hand, taking food made from corn kernels.

"Dad's wounds even got stitched up, Kris. This means that the wound is very serious and deep also requires treatment for months. But despite the scars, Dad's still good-looking, right?" Johan pulled the tie around his neck as if the twisting now bothered him. The leaning corn that was sticky in the hand finally arrived at the tongue of Johan who had been stopped from entering because he could not bear to answer Crystal's question.

"Surely Dad first why did it get hurt? Are you naughty or don't you listen to your mom Jo's dad?" Crystal eye beads moved from the container to Johan's face alternately. And still speak without guilt or fear.

Johan belied when it was said by a child as small as Crystal that he was naughty and ignored the words of his mother.

"Ni son if you like it really," Johan grumbled in his heart.

"A handsome face like Dad where might be naughty and ignore the words of his Mother Father? There's Dad got injured in a traffic accident that almost cost Dad his life."

The Crystal Lips that were originally sneering suddenly folded inwards. The clear netra scanned Johan's face wryly. Unexpectedly at all by Johan, Crystal threw herself at him. Hugging tight.

"Thank you I'll stay until I see Kris, Mama and Nicky" Crystal whispered. Johan exhaled softly, hearing the sincere words of a still innocent child. Both of his arms rubbed the Crystal's back gently.

"Thank you also because Crystal wants to accept an imperfect father like me as your father." Johan's eyes were hot, had to cover himself. Never before had he felt happiness running all over his body.

"Well, what's going on? Tumben hugs up to as much as he can?" Viona walked up to the father and daughter so on who broke down the embrace quietly. Johan had to force-dry the droopy spots that wet his cheeks by brushing his eyelids.

"It's nothing, Ma!" The crystal rested its body back after glancing at Johan. As if asking for events just now became a secret for the two of them.

Johan assented by raising both eyebrows together, then rose and pounded the tip of the nose into the cheek of his wife who had a sock full of suspicion.

"You're part of the night, don't be jealous dong" whispered Johan sensually and raucously. Viona moved away with a soft sigh.

"Where's Nicky?" Johan continued while holding a smile next to his lips. Still teasing Viona who looked scowled.

"Coffee, Ma!" Johan took off his suit, "i took a shower first.let me get tired."

"Where is Harris today?" Viona steps into the kitchen, choosing to follow her husband to the room. Actually Viona was curious because all day long, Johan just sent a message that he was very busy.

"She woke up because she was staying in an apartment. Taking time alone without the distraction of her children." Johan's breath was rough. Her steps came to a halt to grab Viona's shoulder for them to walk along.

"Lucky our children understanding and only two!" Johan hunts Viona with the tip of her nose. "I can't see how the night Harris and Kira messed up."

Viona was silent as she continued walking, it seemed that the woman's mind was thinking of something.

"I'm sorry I made you remember your ex-boyfriend."

Viona gasped, "that's not what's troubling me, but..what if your child grows up by one?"

Viona's lips thinned as Johan frowned. "You pregnant?"

"I'm not sure yet but I called you this morning feeling dizzy and nauseous. And the pregnancy test I was using didn't show a clear line, but there were two lines" Viona said. Seemed she was hesitant but was trying to make Johan understand with the uneasiness of her heart.

Johan looked at Viona's face seriously. "Aren't you traumatized if you get pregnant again?" The gloomy shadow as Viona was pregnant made her worry.

Viona shook her head slowly. "In fact I want to feel pregnant as normal as any other woman, with the company of a husband and get full affection."

The two of their neutrals combined, diving into each other. Viona was so convinced and Johan could not control the twinkle on the verge of Viona's iris.

"I'll try to be a standby husband and steal your affection, Vi. As long as you are sure, I will support you fully. You keep your health and yourself first!" Johan's warning seems to make Viona relieved. At least there is a link that binds them so that the love between the two is more deeply rooted.

Johan grabbed his wife in his arms, his heart echoing the never-broken gratitude. At the age of no longer young, grace is still pouring hard for him. The rain of kisses hit again, undo the intention of cleaning yourself. Letting himself drift in the beautiful vortex of bodily union.

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