Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

Former Old Widow

"Reply, Mami ... Johan wanted to say something ...," Viona finally opened her voice as Mr and Mrs Darmawan were about to leave the dining table, this morning.

Since last night, Johan has not even been tempted by her for being too sad to think about parting with her beloved boss.

Johan felt his entire blood flow stop when he heard Viona's words just now. What would it say? Yes .... indeed, the hell .. but, not now, the food has not even had time to nest in the hull! Do you have to deal with this uncomfortable feeling?

Viona nudged her husband's arm, then moved her chin forward, telling Johan to say something to the old man who sat back down and looked at each other in astonishment.

Johan was only able to swallow his saliva, and when his lips opened, no words were spoken from there. How say? But he was really not ready to break up or lead a large company owned by Darmawan. Dermacorp. Including its subsidiaries and branches that patronize. Imagine it never. Although it is only temporary, but just imagine how old the Crystal is? And Johan wasn't sure if he was alive when Crystal grew up. He's old too, if you forget. The fourty one already. And she's just about to have a baby.

Wearing once, perhaps even if not pitying Viona, wanting to protect the woman, she had already determined the path for the rest of her age, which was to languish in loneliness and dance with the happy smile of her dearest Boss Lady. Oh, Mrs Boss ...!

"Honey ..," a soft caress on his shoulder, dragged his consciousness forcibly back to this magnificent dining table. Johan looked at Viona for a moment as if asking 'what', but then he immediately cleared his throat after getting a sweet smile from his wife.

The woman's smile—entah why gave her a thousand lights that illuminated her brain stalemate.

"Br ... Mie ...." He looked at the two elderly who had been glued to him since.

"I still want to finish my task with Mr. Harris, Pi," he said in a single breath. "Mi ...." He sniffed at Mrs Darmawan to ask for an impeachment. Devotion felt not enough. Ah, I don't know, it feels like a leech that's hard to escape from that big, crowded family. The quiet Johan liked it very much.

"We give you as much time and opportunity as possible, Son. Enough of your business with Harris, Papi won't stand in your way. We know enough and we'll talk about everything with Dirga. He must understand."

Mr. Darmawan smiled again before continuing. "Enjoy your time here, just think of it as a vacation. We're back after Kristal and Nicky's satisfied on vacation."

Madame Darmawan advanced her body slightly inclined. "Or you may go home, and the children remain here with Omanya ..," said Mrs Darmawan with a grin held for a while.

Viona and Johan only looked at each other in response. Yes, Viona also has a job, if too long left a little in love, because well.

And Johan of course, will spend a little longer with his boss who likes to snap at it. But now, leaving children to a pair of parents is certainly not ethical. So both Viona and Johan agreed to shake their heads even though the two never said they agreed to reject Mrs Darmawan's request. Their minds are certainly in line now.

"We'll be here until the kids ask to go home, Mi ...," Johan said steadily. Then his other hand searched for Viona's hand to hold. Then again they looked at me and laughed. I don't know what it's for, but that's how they feel, like there's relief. Relief will all be doubtful and burdensome.

"Well ..," said Mrs Darmawan, raising her hands in the air, followed by a heavy sigh, a sign that she was giving up. "Old people have to be afraid." He stood up and looked at the annoyed two people who were still holding back their happy laughter.

"The two of you will not give up on parents like us, and yes ... what can we do?"

Johan scratched his head while grimacing, while Viona bowed shyly without hiding her wide smile. "I'm sorry, Mi ...," he murmured softly.

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Holidays make Johan sleepy, although the weather outside is great, but children today prefer to spend time in the library of Evan's workspace filled with books and toys. Johan saw that Evan was very ready to welcome the Crystal. However, the pain that gnawed at his body, made the man weak and afraid to face his lover who was containing Crystals.

"Dad ...." The sound of Crystals running towards him made the man who was dancing his fingers in the ranks of books arranged nicely on the wooden shelf towered almost touching this roof, making Johan turn his head.

"Father ...here are lots of toys and fairy tale books. Does this mean that Papa Evan used to want Crystals and you live here?"

Johan smiled, then grabbed the body of his daughter into his arms. "Yes .. I think this house is yours, dear." Johan rubbed his body on the floor just like that, his hand stroking the curls of this beautiful girl. "You know, every adult relationship may have a problem, have something complicated to solve. Sometimes it looks trivial, but because the adult has a high ego and prestige, so the problem becomes big. Or someone prejudices others, doubts the ability and strength of the person, so be misunderstood present among them."

The crystal and her clear eyes blinked her eyelids. He happily leaned against the chest of the man that made him feel the affection of a father. His thin lips with sharp curves in the upper slices moved to string a sentence together. "In that case, my mother had misjudged Papa Evan, yes, Dad ...."

Johan immediately distanced the Crystal from his chest. His heart was so sore to hear the words of this little girl. "Who said that?" his voice is a little sharp. "Where can the daughter of this beautiful father say that. Crystal tau, every child born into the world is pure grace, dear. No child is called a mistake."

Yes, God ....

Johan had gathered the seeds of tears in his eye pelupuk. This child is so sensitive and does not easily forget the words he may have heard before.

"But, Well ... everyone used to say that to me—"

"Who for example ...?"

"Emh ...," Crystal laughed. "... No, Dad .. I knew enough about Mama. Must be mommy is angry and pissed—"

Johan rose up in a hurry, making Kristal immediately grab his father's arm. "Dad, don't ...! Mama definitely didn't mean—"

"But your mama should be taught a lesson, Kris .. because it hurts the child as well as you do" Johan said earnestly.

"What's this?" Viona stepped towards them with a puzzled expression looking at the exciting attraction scene between the two people.

The crystal releases its grip on Johan's hand. He immediately ran closer to Viona so as not to lose to Johan. "Mama, go, Ma ... don't get close to Dad ...," Crystal asked as she continued to push her body out of the library. "Just don't come near Dad, Ma!"

Crystal closed the door, leaving Viona bewildered there. Then he blocked the pace of Johan who was ready to pounce on Viona. "Dad, plis ... Don't fuck mama!"

Crystal hugged Johan's leg, saw the dark expression of a Johan, Little Crystal seemed to wake up, a word, he could not open his mouth about the past. "Why is this so, anyway? Your mouth is terrible, Kris!" inner Crystal cried out in frustration.

Meanwhile, Viona peeked back into this room, "why him?" ask through the movement of the lips only. Johan tilted his smile. His witty mind works. Really, the Boss and his beloved Boss Madam provided a lot of knowledge that was really useful.

"But your mother should be taught a lesson so as not to hurt her child any more, dear. You go with Oma and Opa, take care of Nicky. Let me talk to Mama." Johan blinked one eye at Viona who immediately blushed and rewinded her head.

There-there-is, that old former widower!

"Don't be rude to Mama, Dad!" pinta Kristal with teary eyes looked up under Johan's feet.

"Definitely Dear ... I promise!"

Johan's smile re-emerged as soon as Kristal stood up and obediently headed for his sister. And when Kristal takes the oma and her opa for a walk, Johan immediately darts in search of Viona.

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