Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss
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Kira hurriedly walked down the corridor to the main door of the hospital. Kira was a little scared because it made Harris wait too long. However, when he arrived there he did not see Harris or Johan. Kira walked around the area, until the main door came out. But he did not find them both. Tired, Kira sat in the long iron chair available there.


Although he was already healthy but he felt very tired, considering that the area was very large. Kira sat down with a feeling of uneasiness, her eyes unceasingly surrounding the hospital area. Put his focus on the exit of the parking area. Every time a car comes out of the parking lot, Kira notices it, hoping it's Harris's car.


“Where are they? Just be careful if I get blamed” Inner Kira.


Kira was about to head to the parking area, maybe they were there. However, his steps came to a halt when someone greeted him.


“Hai, Nona” A well-bodied man approaches her. Kira watches over the man, trying to dig up memories of the man.


“Remember thugs incident some time ago?” The man reached out his hand, “ Hendra”


“Oh, yes. I recall. I Kira” Kira welcome Hendra's helping hand.


“What's up here?” Ask Hendra while removing their hands. However, his eyes did not pay attention to Kira.


“ Oh, I'm waiting for someone. You alone?” Kira smiled awkwardly, because it was looked at by Hendra.


“I happen to be going to meet my friend, but I don't know, where he is now” Hendra turned right left, looking around for people to meet. “Nona, does Miss know, who did you help back then?”


“No, I don't know. What's wrong, sir? Is he looking for me?” Ask Kira. Kira narrowed her eyes, a hint of astonishment mixed with worry, as Kira thought the matter was over.


“It's okay, Miss. He just wanted to thank me, I guess. Miss don't worry” Hendra smiled. He understood this anxiety that was troubling the woman before him. “If you want, I will take you to meet him now”


“No, Sir. I guess there's no need to thank you. It's supposed that we as humans help each other” Kira smiled. It's nothing, Kira just doesn't want to be considered sincere. He just happened to pass by, and seeing people in trouble, while he could help, whoever he was, Kira would help him.


“True, but he definitely felt indebted Hendra was still staring fixedly at this woman before him. The humility of this woman, managed to make Hendra fascinated.


“No debt, Sir. I never thought like that” Kira turned her gaze to the spacious hospital courtyard. Looking at such a man, made him misbehave.


“I can't force you, apparently. All right, then, it's up to you, if you're in trouble, just call me. Oh yeah, that number you gave me, not your number, I guess?” Hendra raised one of his eyebrows.


“Do you ever contact me?” Kira frowned, trying to remember again.


“Iya, but no answer”


“That's my only number, sir. Ah, it's a pity that my phone is left at my workplace" Kira held her temple, she didn't bring anything here. "Do you still need a description from me?” Kira's heart is pounding. He was afraid that he would still have to deal with the thug as well as the person he helped.


“Not really-“


Hendra's phone rang, stopping their chat. Kira turned her face away, she did not want to eavesdrop on the other person's conversation.


“Nona, I'm sorry, next time I'll call you back. Nice to meet you, Miss” Hendra shook Kira's hand again. Kira smiled knots and nodded in response.


Kira exhaled, relieved to avoid further questioning Hendra. Again, he went around, but it didn't work. Finally, he decided to go to the parking lot.


“Where is parking? Here there are dozens of cars, yes time want to see one by one?” thought Kira.


In Rio's office, by the way,


“You guys have been here since? Why not say?” Hendra who had just arrived immediately approached Harris and Johan because he felt in play. In the room were his three best friends, Harris, Johan and Rio.


“Something is wrong?” Harris got up from his seat, then walked up to Hendra who was still at the door.


“Yes, not really. You can talk if you are already in the office Rio” Hendra scowled annoyed.


Hendra was still in the office when Harris called him to see Harris immediately at the hospital. Harris asked Hendra to pass through the main door, without giving a clear reason, why he had to go through the main door. Supposedly from the underground parking lot, he could directly climb into Rio's office, without going through the main door. Of course this makes Hendra astonished and confused. Although he should not be surprised, because Harris's request is always strange.


“Who did you meet in front?” Ask Harris. He just pretended to ask, because since then they both watched Hendra through the cctv.


“Where did you know?” Hendra looked at Johan and Rio alternately. He guessed that one of them saw him in front earlier.


However, Rio shrugged, and Johan pointed at the laptop before him.


“Well, that's it, but I didn't manage to persuade him to come home” Hendra walked towards the sofa joining Johan and Rio. Harris followed behind him. “Where did you know it was him?”


“Just guess” Harris replied ahead of Johan who was about to answer.


“Cih” Hendra picked up a cigarette and lit it


“That's his wife Harris, Ndra” Rio replied.


“Uhuk...uhuk Hendra choked on his own cigarette smoke so surprised to hear Rio say.


"What are you talking about?” Hendra asked, he glared at Rio. He still has trouble talking because the smoke he inhales is too much.


“Iya, he has already married that woman” Rio replied.


“Cruth, Ris?” Hendra stared fiercely at Harris.


“That's” Harris replied cuek,


“Where's the story? I'm the one who got married?” Hendra still does not accept the reality.


Harris simply shrugged, reluctant to tell the truth.


“Jo, we go home now!” Take Harris to Johan who is still observing the laptop in front of him.


“Good, Tuan” Johanpun got up from his seat, following Harris who had reached the door.


“Hey, how could you just leave? Hey..” Shouted Hendra who was not in Harris at all.


"So, what Kira's waiting for is Harris?" Hendra asked Rio.


“So, the nolong Bang Harris, she?” Rio answered Hendra's question with a question as well.


"Yes" they answered in unison. They both exhaled simultaneously.


“Yes, that time, when there was a robbery report, I myself came to the location, because the person I assigned to escort Harris's entourage said, that Harris was not in the entourage. So I think it's another attack that's been prepared for. When we got there, there were only those battered thugs"


“And when the woman came back, I asked for her number, but when she called, there was no answer. I guess he gave me someone else's number” Hendra's story is long. Rio nodded his understanding sign. In his mind he was combining all the memories of Kira.


“Why does he not know who he helps, in fact, at that time his son was also treated here a few days?” Rio stared blankly at the table in front of him, as if asking himself.


“In my opinion, he did not find out, because he did not want to say pamrih” replied Hendra who now spent the rest of the cigarettes in his hands.


"Does Uncle know all this?" Rio asked looking at Hendra fixedly.


"It's possible, because Assistant Toni asked for her phone number and a photo of her vehicle number" Hendra replied indifferently.


There was nothing Assistant Toni could not tell. Rio sighed, obviously, his Uncle would instantly know who was helping his son.


"Has right, they got married all of a sudden, and it seems like they don't know each other yet" Rio expressed his opinion.


" I hope Harris, being able to get away from Viona, and being happy with Kira, as far as I know she's so persistent in finding out who helped her" Hendra sighed. Again, he should be disappointed.


"Yes, I hope so. It's better to be with that woman than with Viona" Rio said. He stared fixedly at his laptop screen, which still showed Kira's motion.


The two men, put their hearts on the same woman, and let go at the same time. Wishing she would be happy with a man who became her husband who was none other than their own best friend and brother.


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