Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

Jeje Amazing

The match ended in a narrow win, but was paid handsomely by Jeje. He suffered a severe injury due to the rough play of his opponent.

But nothing can stop him from winning. With his legs raised sideways, Jeje walked towards the small pulpit to earn medals and trophies.

The host continued to echo sounds as each player was clad in a medal.

When the host was about to mention individual titles, a group of people came and whispered.

"Oh .. alright!" the host said loudly. Jeje could not stand on one leg, so he decided to return to the bench.

The man's left hand waved at someone, who was none other than Darren.

When his best friend arrived, Jeje said softly and softly. "Sorry to keep troubling you."

Darren sneered full of ridicule. "I thought your leg was injured, not your head. Why are you so formal with me now?"

The change was felt once in Darren's ears. Jeje smiled wryly.

"Your mama's coming, you don't worry or be afraid anymore. Aunt Kira seems to have no choice but to leave you with your hobby." Darren went on to replace Jeje.

"Because I was injured while Mama was watching, that's why I felt guilty about her. This is what Mama always feared." Jeje had tried his best not to get hurt, but the enemy thought Jeje was a big threat, so other than making Jeje stop, it felt like there was nothing they could do anymore.

The host loudly said, interrupting Darren's words to help Jeje free his guilt.

"... the best player stands out and it doesn't seem too much if I call him brilliant in his class. Jayden Jeje deserves the title of the best player in the tournament. Jayden Jeje ... number 13 of the team under 16 Perxxxx, please take the stage. And the prize will be handed over by our football federation representative ...."

Jeje was riveted, while Darren pushed Jeje's shoulder.

"Je, that's your name, right? Come on, get there!" Darren excitedly pushed Jeje's body towards the stage.

Jeje seemed to be swept away by voices that confused his name from the edge of the field. Slowly his lips smiled.

"Let me help!" Darren insists on turning Jeje's body to the stage. There, he was paired with the top scorer and the best keeper.

Jeje looked at Darren who was already clapping in gratitude. Without Darren, Jeje wouldn't be here. Darren helps her lie to Kira for the sake of training. And of course plus a little diversion from his papa.

Ah, Papa ... Jeje subconsciously searched for the man she respected so much. It felt like the handover of this gift was too long, Jeje impatiently wanted to immediately come into the arms of his parents.

"Congratulations, Jay!" said Top scorer who comes from his opponent team.

Jeje smiled, "congratulations to you too."

They were embracing each other, even though the members of his enemy team looked sour. Ah, they can't accept defeat yet apparently.

Jeje doesn't care, he's been trying a lot for this championship. He was just wanting to enjoy the feeling of exploding in his chest. He was very satisfied with the achievement he thought was extraordinary. Jeje smiled broadly.

The euphoria was not over, when in the dressing room, Jeje and the rest of his team were still celebrating the victory, there were occasional interruptions from some people just asking for photos or signatures.

"Yes, can you please have—photo and sign—now, as long as they have not used the controller. The one inside it is a star candidate."

The club manager laughed happily, as if no one could stem this euphoric feeling while allowing fans to take turns.

When everyone was still busy, Hadi Wijaya patted the Manager's shoulder and whispered. The manager laughed even harder.

"Alright, Coach! I think the boss will be happy to talk about it. I'll make an appointment with him."

They shook hands with meaningful smiles.

Then after the departure of Hadi Wijaya, there were many more people who made the manager of the club like most ingesting addictive substances. He laughed out loud.

Jeje got an offer to become an advertising star for a famous sportswear product, soft drinks that will start filming after Jeje is 18 years old, then mobile products as the main supporter of the club.

"What a great start, Jay!" The manager again had a serious face when considering the amount of Jeje's contract.

The manager's smile came back. Then he headed to Jeje who could only see the celebration by sitting on a bench while continuing to serve the fans.

Jeje did not have a manager and assistant, so the manager took over all of Jeje's decisions. She never knew who Jeje was who since the selection listed Rian's name as her parents.

"So how, Jay? Are you ready to join the training camp in the main squad?" The manager looked at Jeje like he was staring at a pile of money. He did not think how could Jeje who was very young was able to fascinate the big brand.

Well, Jeje is quite tall and handsome, his posture is very good looking especially after later he began to focus on training. The brownish skin will be more exotic and attract the interest of foreign brands that are much more expensive.

"I've got to finish High School, before I get into the real world of football, sir!" Jeje smiled as he said. He had more than enough of this victory. The plan is not that far either.

"Ah, yes ... I concur. Education remains number one. But ...." The manager hesitated as he glanced at Jeje. "... While you're on the junior team, there's a lot of agenda, and you've got jersey sponsors and sports equipment. The ball can also be shared for your fans let them feel close to you. We're providing some connections so you can star in an ad. And ...."

Jeje noticed the manager's hand movements. "You can take call this number, and choose a phone with accessories."

Jeje received the business card and nodded. "Thank you very much, sir."

The manager smiled and patted Jeje on the shoulder, "keep practicing, Jay. Later the boss will invite you all to meet if he has returned from his foreign competition."

Jeje nodded then looked at the card again. "Yes ... I'd be killed if only my cell phone got me. Can I just ask for a monitor to be satisfied playing PS?"

Jeje stuffed the card into his pile of things in the bag. He should go home immediately and check the condition of his feet.

Meanwhile, Kira has joined her extended family, as well as Rian. They look very happy, although Kira looks very worried about Jeje's condition.

Unfortunately, they could not get any further. Harris doesn't want to get caught and make Jeje's way easier. Not that Harris doesn't want to help, but Jeje has to be seen as himself in order for his career to last. Harris himself understands, Jeje doesn't like his life being set up.

"Bang, we're going to the locker room, yuk! Jeje must be in trouble with the condition of his injured leg."

At that moment, Harris' phone rang, so he simply nodded in gesture asking for permission to answer the call.

"Who?" ask Kira.

"The hospital." Harris showed the phone screen in front of Kira, then answered the call in a hurry.

"Yes ...."

Harris's hand grabbed Kira in his arms, assiduously listening to a long and urgent-sounding explanation.

"Call the hospital in Singapore immediately, request the fastest flight. Don't take any chances if it's that." Harris stiffened when he said, then he asked Kira to immediately condition the children and their families.

Kira understands her husband. So she did not ask much after hearing the words of her husband.

"We're going home, Mama's going to pick Jeje up to the locker room. You guys go to the car and wait for Mama there!" Kira hands Ranu over to her nanny, then they walk hand in hand outside the already deserted stadium.

"Is there a problem?" Dirga asked slowly.

"Looks, Pa... You better not disturb him, so as not to spoil his mood." Kira looked towards Harris and sighed. I don't know who was worried about her husband, no relatives or relatives were seriously ill.

"So soon look at Jeje, who knows she's the one who's hurt." Dirga reminded.

Kira flinched, "Gosh, why don't I think over there."

Soon Kira ran into the dressing room regardless of anyone else. His worry was too domineering.

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