Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

Jeje Teeth Tooth

That afternoon probably after half a month had passed, Harris came home early. His long steps so quickly split the silence of his mansion.

"Darling ... Honey!" call Harris looking impatient. His shirt had been rolled up to his elbow, his hair was already messed up, even so, the man remained handsome and dazzling.

"Darling!" repeat when pushing the side door towards the pool.

Kira heard Harris's screams running right up to where the sound was coming from, regardless of the mask that had just been applied to her face. He could not wait to see the effect of the mask, even though he should have worn it before going to bed.

But, let alone the mask, the clothes if you can not get in the way of hugging Harris, so where can he wear a mask at that time?

"Geez, honey!" Harris scowled backwards so surprised to see the creepy Kira behind the green mask.

Kira just plays her eyes, without being able to speak.

"Ngapain uses that, anyway?" Soon Harris pulled the half-dry mask roughly, "quick get changed and come with me!"

"Ah, sick, Bang!" kira's moans are free from masks, so her face looks red and moist. "Why pulled, anyway?"

Harris simply ignored the protest and pulled Kira into the room. His lips were silent, his eyes looking at his wife's appearance. It still seems pretty okay for the show this afternoon, Harris thought, then she deflected a step out of the house.

"Where are you going? I haven't had a shower!"

"Shut up and come!"

"But time to go out wearing this shirt?" Kira looked at her clothes, only trousers with elbow-length sleeves. His shoulders are exposed free.

"For you it's normal, but the price is incredible. Never mind, we don't have much time, honey." Harris opened the car door and asked his wife to come in, but before that, he kissed his wife's lips at a glance—with a bite on his very naughty lower lip.

"You're so sexy."

Kira clucked furiously. But he also complies. Sometimes he was curious, but upset as well because until now, if it smelled of surprise, everyone compactly did not open their mouths at all. Ah, this man .. is very smart to unite all voices and make his children obey.

Harris throttled indifferently. After all, his wife would never be able to get angry properly, even though Harris was abusing him. Even this time. No matter the angry hiccup for the coercion to follow him, or for the brutal kiss just now.

Harris smiled as he turned on the car, and when Kira threw away her face, Harris drove off.

Harris only focused on counting the time with the kick off schedule of the match that followed Jeje this afternoon, so he ignored Kira who was even more angry with his inertia.

Kira felt ignored, but she was determined not to speak first. This man next to him, occasionally had to be taught a lesson so as not to behave as he pleased.

The stadium was so crowded, Harris parked haphazardly, then opened the door for Kira who was a bit confused as soon as she saw the place Harris was headed.

"Come, in. We can be late!" Harris pulled out Kira and swapped tickets before being allowed in.

Inside was so boisterous and furious. "Bang, I haven't seen a ball in a long time, so what did you bring me here for? I'm not a fan of klub—soccer—anywhere now."

Kira's speech was swallowed by the crowd's cheers which were quite dense in the stands area. It made him cluck.

"Bang!" Kira pulls Harris' hand to get attention.

"What?!" Harris turned his head with a frown and his face could not hide the tension.

"Whenever here?"

"You're fishing!" answer Harris. He can be stacked with bricks if it gets too late.

And, the whistle kick off the first half has really gone off. Harris let out a breath and sat down recklessly. His eyes could not escape from his proud son who was competing.

"Sit here, honey." Kira pulled Harris to sit next to him, then refocused on the field. He immediately shouted as the attacker failed to take advantage of the good chance which was Jeje's first assist.

"Gosh, that was supposed to be a goal!" he stood up and punched the air.

Kira looked forward, her mind still in turmoil. His eyes looked at the scoreboard and he didn't know at all which team was competing.

Back the ball rolling, the audience shouted loudly when the ball under the feet of the captain, numbered 13 backs.

"Jeje, I love you!"

"Jeje Jayden, Marrie me!"

Kira's eyes had to narrow to see the name on the back of the number 13. "Jay JJ?"

Kira immediately fluttered. That's Jeje? Who ran it Jeje? Jeje playing ball? Since when? And ... And, how can it be?

"Bang!" Kira pulled her husband's shirt, her eyes glaring furiously. What if Jeje gets injured? Kira never allowed Jeje to play ball, not even at school level. For Kira, it's not a good thing. Geez!

"Look! Don't think too much! Or I'll kiss you here later!"

Kira's eyes widened perfectly. "Bang ... We had a deal, right? Jeje will be in the Giant, not a footballer!"

"Yes, indeed. It's a hobby, not a job. Why anyway? Jeje is very happy with his football, he is brilliant, and what if he will make billions with his contracts. Imagine, if his name was in a product, even for a second, Jeje could make millions, Yang. He'll be independent at an early age."

"It's not about that" Kira said in annoyance. Kira just does not want Jeje why, considering the condition of the league in this country is less concerned about the health of its players. Less safety according to him. And this, this fight, must be just an amateur game, which is not well noticed in any way.

"I've done all the preparations. Pray for the best for our son, Yang ... He's one step away from being a star, it's the final!"

"What?" Kira was again surprised. Harris responded with a small ruckus, then embraced Kira.

"Yo, Jeje, yo!" Harris shouted in between the screams of Jeje fans who were mostly teenage girls until young adulthood.

Once the league rolls around, each club shows off its star players on blogs, websites, and social media. And, Jeje who did appear brilliant, immediately stole the attention.

"Jay .. marrie me!"

"I Love you, Jeje!"

Kira could only endure the tightness of hearing that scream. I want it to feel like he slapped the brash mouth of the brothers. Geez, it's still a kid his words are so grown-up!

Kira can't do much more than watch her son compete. He was so tense that he finally got carried away with the adrenaline rush when the game was so tight.

Guess up to swearing, swearing, and yelling most hysterical when Jeje tackling from behind.

Jeje fluttered and shouted very loudly. The tackle was intentional until the referee issued a yellow card.

"Oh my goodness, brother!" Kira closed her eyes, "can't we come closer?"

"Here you go. Jeje will see you and be frightened. He won't focus on playing later." Harris was actually worried, but he felt Jeje could handle it.

And rightly, Jeje came back in after being given treatment by people Harris strongly believed in his ability and quality. And they all didn't know Harris was behind Jeje. If they knew, surely every game would be won easily by Jeje's team.

"Jeje .. the spirit of darling!" Kira biting her lips after shouting. But apparently, the scream did not reach his son's ears.

Kira blingsatan was looking for a way for Jeje to see his support. When she looked around her seat, Kira saw the speaker in one of the spectators, then she stepped there, quickly without even being aware of Harris.

After spending a moment, Kira managed to master the loudspeaker and began to shout. "Jayden, let's get excited, baby!"

Jeje bought it, she turned her head and saw her mother jumping up and down while continuing to encourage her.

"Come, you can do it! Mama's supporting you, son! "

Jeje smiled, she refrained from crying. His heart was relieved, then he ran again to his position. He had to show his best in front of his mother. No, but his entire family. Even in front of his biological father who this afternoon also came to witness.

Jeje is determined to show that he is a strong man and has the ability.

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