Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

Ballet ballerina

I have to thank Harris for lending me the bike. On Sunday everyone was out on the street. It's like there's no tomorrow to travel. It causes traffic jams everywhere. With Harris's motorbike, I was able to get to the cafe on time. I didn't expect Harris, whose garage was filled with luxury cars, to be tucked away in a feminine matic motorbike. Imagine, Harris riding a motorcycle in the color Magenta Pink. Plus his tall body, he must have trouble folding his legs. I smiled at myself imagining the scene.

"Good day, Miss” The voice of someone very familiar in my ear, standing before me. It was as if a knife had scratched my wound again, when I saw his face.

“Siang, how can I help you, Mister?” I acted as if I had never known each other before.

“Ada” She smiles ignorantly. “ Will you sit down with me for a minute?”

“Sorry, Sir. I'm at work, it seems you understand that” I'm still staring at him with a feeling that can't be explained. I still haven't decided what I feel when I see it.

“Just a minute, Ra. It concerns the children” I look at him full of anger. I need to stay alert. I don't want him to take any of them.

“I'm entitled to them, Mas. Don't bother us anymore, we're already happy without you” I'm holding back my tears that I think are starting to pool in my eyes. I'm afraid of losing them.

“We talked outside” He turned right left afraid someone would hear me. I had no choice but to follow his will. I don't want to be followed by the shadow of my past.

Mas Rian took me to a small park not far from Ivy's cafe. Since it was already noon, and the sky was starting to cloud, some people seemed to choose to return to their homes immediately.

We sat at each end of the park bench. I expected Mas Rian to speak first, but for a while, he just silently looked around the garden. It was like a series of words he would say, hidden in every corner of the park.

“What do you want to say, Mas?” I don't want to waste any more time. I don't want to be friendly with him at all.

“You're getting prettier, Ra” She's smiling meaningfully. But I didn't respond to it.

“Ra, I'm sorry for my attitude, for my mistakes, I haven't seen you all this year. You know, right, I was moved out of town?” He tried to reach my hand, but I rejected him harshly. Ora sudi's.

“I know, I was wrong, but I don't want to hurt you any deeper. I knowingly admit, I've been cheating on you since Melisa came into our house. But Ra, it's also not my fault fully” Boiling feels like my blood. So, I've been involved in their madness.

“What Mas? You blame me too?” I'm still trying to hold back my anger.

“Ra, I cheated on you because you were too busy with the kids, you didn't have time for me. I also need the attention of my Wife” Is that true? Am I wrong to take care of my children? Meat-blooded?

“I got everything you couldn't give, from Melisa. I love him just as much as I love you. But, I also don't want you to get hurt, so I hid this from you. Until the right time to tell you the truth”

“Ra, if only you had not rashly asked for a divorce from me, until whenever I would not let you go. I love you so much even now. Ra, I want us to come back again, I'm sick to see you working like this to survive” I'm still mute, let him say everything. I want everything to be clear, as clear as possible.

“Ra, you don't be selfish, lower your self-esteem, use my money for your lives. You wouldn't look bad wearing it, Ra. You won't look weak from depending on my living. I guess, the money was enough to meet your needs” Mas Rian got up and stood in front of me. As if judging me for my selfishness. It's like he's the most right here. I was so sick of seeing his face.

“Money? And lust? Which money do you mean, Mom? What do you promise in front of the judge? Oh my God, I want to laugh like I've never received any money from you. I live them with my sweat, from my own efforts" Right, I'm really laughing right now. My ex-husband was too confident. He felt great for supporting us, but he was not.

"We don't need money, Mom. Can money replace a father? Is it enough with money that your children can feel your affection? No, Mas ! You know how I cried every night when Jen called you in her sleep? You know how much they miss their Papa? YOU DON'T KNOW-HU!” This time I stood in front of him. Stare at him with all the anger and heartache. My index finger even accused him.

"You must have enjoyed it a lot. He's very good at playing over your body, isn't he? Did you know, a ballet dancer, can dance agilely because she practices every day? I guess, No matter how it is, Mas!" Mas Rian was silent, trying to digest my words.

"Have you ever thought about me or your kids when you hugged each other? Amongst your happiness, is there a memory of your son?" I brought my body closer to her. He seemed to be holding his breath.

“Yes, I admit I was wrong for ignoring you. But do you know, if this is also your mother's fault? Or you guys purposely, gave me a pile of housework to keep me busy all day. Your mother knew from the beginning, didn't she? I just realized, you all fooled me” Yes, indeed. My mother-in-law even dismissed the maid, leaving only one person. Leave all the housework to me.

“Don't bring Mom. Why do you always blame others?” She looked irritated as if a mosquito was disturbing her sleep, as I teased her mother.

“Then who? I blame others because I am not entirely guilty. My mistake was caused by Melisa and your mother. Then, you just heard them without asking me”

“Ra,-“

“I'm not done yet Mas, I want you to know everything, I still keep all the photos Melisa sent me. From him, I can tell you're cheating. From him, I demand you divorce. From him too, I knew you were at the hotel that time! But, I just found out, if that woman is Melisa. Your affair is the one I consider my own brother. You know what that means? Melisa from the beginning wanted us to get divorced, she wanted to have you”

“I know, Mas, for you Melisa is the perfect woman, I don't expect you to believe me. But, I never lied to you, only to draw your sympathies back” I lowered my voice. Hopefully, his heart can judge, who has bad intentions here.

“Mas, I never expected your money while I was still able to work on my own, but they need your affection even though we're separated. They're your flesh and blood, your blood runs through their bodies, don't you feel when your son needs you?” I wiped the tears with the back of my hand. I think it's over, I can't hold back my tears anymore.

“Mas, after this, do not say love or anything to me, my love I have buried with our memories. Don't ever expect me to come back to you. I don't want to be like Melisa. I've been happy with my life, let me start a new life, prepare a future for your children, like you and Melisa”

I left Mas Rian. Although my steps feel heavy, but I have to keep swinging the steps to leave the past.

I still want to cry, I want to forget this pain. I want to free myself from the snare of my past. I regret divorcing Mas Rian, but I am also happy to be separated from a man like him.

How does it feel when your heart is forcibly taken? I love him, with all my heart. He revives the love in my heart, he kills it too. What I got, besides the pain. The pain is late.

I want to lean back for a minute, just for a second. In your arms that feels peaceful. I can no longer bear this burden. I want to forget for a moment today. I want to go to the deepest sea or the highest sky. For the sea to dissolve my wounds, and the vacuum sucks up the pain in my heart.

I was still walking with a step, my head was heavy, until I hit a very comfortable chest. The backrest I've been looking for, where I shed tears. This hand I needed, grabbed me from the dark and cold abyss.

I wanted to see who he was, but his hand pressed my head against his chest. I stroked my head gently. I closed my eyes. Let me lean in here for a moment. Unknowingly, I wrapped my hand around her waist. I'm sorry, I'm enjoying the warmth of your embrace for a moment.

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