Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

A piece of a puzzle

I blinked my eyes over and over again. Trying to adjust my gaze to the blinding ambient light. Stranger scenery, making me wake up. I wonder why every waking up, I'm always in a different place.

My body feels weak and my head feels heavy. Looking to the left right, there is no one here. I was thinking, being in a hotel room, but seeing a needle stick in my hand, I thought I was in the hospital.

Recalling, some time ago, where I was. Oh, naw. I remember everything, yes everything. I covered my face with both palms. Embarrassed. How could I do something so shameful in front of him? How can I enjoy his embrace. God, I'm like a cheap woman. I closed my eyes tightly. Wishing it only happened in my dreams, it wasn't real.

“Are you okay?” The voice came back to disturb me. I don't want to open my eyes, I don't want to see them. I can't stand to face him.

“Hey, don't scare me, open your eyes” The order. He shook my shoulder slowly, I felt him right in front of me.

“Hey, is anyone sick? I'll call the doctor first” I opened my eyes wide.

“No, no. I've improved” I've grabbed his hand. Uh, the hand that hugged me. Hands that calm me. But, not mine. The hand that his beloved also expected.

“Maaf” I took it off in a hurry. Take off what I can't have, before it's too late.

“Are you sure?” He lowered his eyes on me. There was no scary look there. Had I misinterpreted, I saw the worry there. With his soft voice.

“Yes, I'm sure” I don't know myself, but being treated like that, makes me feel like I have a real husband.

“Eat, earlier the doctor said you should eat when you wake up” He thrust a bowl of porridge. I'm not sure I can eat it. This must be no taste. Why don't you ask me to eat hot and spicy noodles. Definitely delicious.

“What fainting makes you forget how to eat?” Harris grabbed the bowl of porridge, took out a spoonful of plain porridge, and roughly thrust it into my mouth. He began to return to his original form.

“Not, but I don't like porridge” I took back that bowl, and started eating. Let it be, though it is not tasty, at least I do not make the creature angry

“Sick people should not be picky, spend and drink this" Harris took some of the medications already available on the table. "If you are not dizzy, we can go home” Harris still standing straight facing me who did not dare to look at him for long. His hands were crossed between the diaphragm of his stomach and chest, like a teacher watching his student.

“Thank you” Say I'm shriveled. Actually, I hesitated to say it, but, hence I feel even more relieved now.

“You should apologize, not thank”

“Maaf”

“You have not forgiven me yet, you must wash my clothes first, and since you have embarrassed me in public, then I will think of a way that I can forgive you”

I nodded in understanding. My weak state, makes me unable to argue. If you think again, I was wrong, but not my fault entirely right? Wasn't he the one who hugged me first, offering his body to me. Why am I wrong? Again, I am helpless.

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A few moments before

“What happened to him?” Ask Mr. Dirga to Harris. They talk outside the room.

“He hasn't eaten since morning, and looks like tired” Harris replied flatly.

“That's why, Papa asked you to stay at Papa's house. So that someone takes care of you” Excited Mr. Dirga. Although, Mr. Dirga did not raise his voice, but Harris felt his father was angry.

“In my house there is also take care, Pa, just that she was depressed because of problems with her ex-husband” Harris finally honest, do not want to continue to be accused.

“What did Rian hurt Kira?”

“No, I guess. He only revealed what became a burden in his heart”

Mr. Dirga let out a heavy sigh, this was actually not what he wanted. But, if the business with Kira's ex-husband is finished, it will make things easier. At the very least, Kira's past shadow was no longer a thing to worry about.

“Have you met Kira before?” Ask Mr. Dirga. Watching his son up close, and over the years, he has never been this close to his son.

“Ya, several times”

“What do you think?”

“Not bad”

“That woman?”

“I've forgotten”

“This fast?”

“Do Papa want me back to him?” Harris.

“No, of course” Mr. Dirga chuckles. “Papa knows, this is going to happen, but I never thought it would be this fast. At least, in a few months. Papa's not even sure you love that woman. Just an obsession, I guess”

"Obsessions? Is it true that after a few years, this is just an obsession?" Inner Harris.

Mr. Dirga patted Harris on the shoulder, though he was eager to hug his son.

“For him well, one day you will not be able to take it off, even if only a second” Mr. Dirga leaves Harris still in place. He himself was still confused by his feelings. But how can his father be so sure?. After all, Harris was still expecting the helper woman.

"Doctor Vivian seems to be on duty today, I don't think she'll mind if anyone consults her" Mr. Dirga's move seems far off, but Mr. Dirga's voice is still within Harris's hearing range.

"I don't think I need it"

Harris sighed, he did not want to bother with something uncertain. He just wants to live what is in front of him. He was tired of daydreaming, had high expectations of things, but, in the end, he got nothing but disappointment.

Not bad either, married with Sad Eyes. Although not as beautiful as Viona, but for a woman who has been married, Kira is quite interesting. Although difficult to understand.

••••••

Sir, may I ask?” Johan has just arrived. The two of them were discussing about the helper back then. While Kira was in the bathroom.

Harris, whose eyes could not be seen observing the cell phone containing cctv footage at that time, only glanced at a glance. “Speak!”

“Are you sincerely telling me to take off this time?” Johan was upset. He was taking a comfortable nap but his boss asked him to come.

“Ikhlas, but only half a day. Any problems?” Answer Harris flat.

“Master, why are you so cruel, even aya has not had lunch, Tuan” Johan said.

“You mind the work I give you?” Harris is still focusing on his phone. The blurry image is hard to recognize. The added wounds on his face, made things even more difficult.

“Iya, Sir. Everyone is off on Sunday” Johan is getting upset because his boss does not care about him at all.

“Alright, you're tomorrow off” Harris said. He stretched his body before looking at Johan meaningfully.

“Really, Mister?” Johan was excited.

“True, you're off forever” replied Harris fiercely.

“What? No, Mister. What would my child eat if I didn't work?” Johan's smile disappeared instantly.

“Makanya, the right work. And you don't have kids" Harris slapped Johan's arm, softly. What did you get from Hendra?”

“According to Mr. Hendra, the helper gave the wrong number, Sir. However, Mr. Hendra managed to get a motor police number belonging to the woman. This” Johan shows a photo containing the motor police number.

“However, unfortunately, when traced, it looks like the motor has 2 times changed hands. The owner of the motor sells to the mokas broker, and has been sold again to the new owner”

“Can't be tracked again?” Harris's mind is getting tangled, getting more complicated. Finding a woman without any leads, in a city this big, is as difficult as finding hay in a pile of needles.

“Can, Sir. But, it's gonna take a long time"

"Hendra's stupid, why not take a picture of that guy? Even photographing the vehicle number" Harris was upset.

"Maybe that person was only willing to help, without expecting anything in return, sir"

Harris sighed. It is hard to find just one person. Her hair was disheveled as it was repeatedly torn apart by her own hands.

"Mrs, are you okay?" Johan approached Kira who came out of the bathroom.

"Yes. It's better, Jo" Kira smiled sweetly at Johan. Making Harris upset, to him alone never smiled like that, he thought.

"Thank God. What are you sick about, madam?" Johan helps Kira to the bed. Harris saw all this, just clenched his hands. Her husband, I what's Johan, anyway?. Inner Harris.

"Just tired, already, don't be like this" Kira quits her conversation with Johan, when her eyes accidentally see Harris' dark expression.

"Tired? Didn't Master let you rest?" Johan. Johan stared intently at Harris.

"Don't be reckless, you think I'm the one who caused her pain?" Shouted Harris.

"Instead, Madam passed out?"

"He fainted because he didn't eat"

"That's because you didn't let go?"

"Am I putting it in?"

"No, but you tortured him"

Kira who did not know the direction of the debate the two of them, felt dizzy. Their cries were like cats fighting. His head turned in turns, to the left and to the right, following who was speaking. Johan is on the front left, and Harris is on the right.

"STOP, STOP" Shouted Kira. "Harris, Johan, you're like a child, ashamed of your age, ashamed of your gray hair"

Harris and Johan were silent for a moment. Like getting hit by Harry Potter's "Langlock" spell.

However, something made Harris even more silent. What makes him dizzy all the time, seems to start to show bright spots. One piece of the puzzle has been solved.

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Q: Who the hell is Doctor Vivian? 💕🥰