Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

Meet him again

Kira came home by taxi. His head was heavy, and his eyes were reluctant to open. And plus the creaking sound from Kira's stomach, adding to the many voices inside her. Ah, he forgot his stomach. Looking at the drops of water on the car window glass, it was clearly outside the rain. All right, we can finish it at one time. Arrive home, eat, and sleep.

In silence, Kira remembered Harris. The man who now colonizes himself completely. Giving what he never had before. Kira smiled, as she felt herself in the power of greed. It was very desirable that he kept this man, maintaining this marriage. But, maybe?

If Harris didn't expect her boyfriend to come back, it would have been easy for her. However, it seems, because marriage is the reason they cannot be together. Wanting to feel, Kira asks, what about her lover, but she does not want to ruin Harris' mood. He had already asked at that time and Harris looked very angry at that time. Kira did not want to repeat the same mistake, once again. But isn't he repeating the same mistake now?

Kira stopped in front of the gate of her house.2 people greeted her as she got off the taxi. Even the taxi driver had looked in wonder at Kira, when he saw the car lined up in his yard.

"Evening, Miss. You've come home?" A stocky-bodied man greeted him kindly.

"Sore, too. It just so happened that my friend was back so I came home early," Kira explained. A smile always adorned Kira's lips, she did not want to make others respect her excessively. By being friendly, Kira hopes, they can be more relaxed while working.

The two people, not ordinary people, were also with people who were washing cars and cutting plants. They are highly trained people. They even move the location of the exercise in the backyard, and also a fitness center that has complete facilities.

Kira breezed leisurely past the courtyard of the house. It's almost dark, but the house is still very quiet. There was no sound of the ordinary children enlivening the atmosphere. The children are also very familiar with everyone here. They often spend time playing around in the arena of martial arts training.

"Good afternoon, Miss. You've come home?" asked Rina. The longest-serving housekeeper joined Harris.

"Sore too, Rina. Where are the kids?" Kira put her shopping bag on the living room couch. I can no longer step into the room.

"They were picked up by Assistant Toni, Mr. Dirga, who asked them to stay there" replied Rina.

"They're starting to forget me" said Kira. Kira seems to have no choice but to stop working if she can't share her time with the kids. Kira was afraid, if they would really forget about it.

"What cooking, Rin?" Kira immediately remembered that she had not eaten.

"Mr Jaden asked to make rendang, Miss, but had not had time to eat it Assistant Toni has come. Would you like to, Miss? Or do you want to make another one?" Rina was very rigid and disciplined. Kira sometimes puffed herself. I want it to feel like Rina is paired with Johan who can't be serious.

"That's it, I'm already very hungry," Kira was about to stand up. But Rina prevented it.

"Let me get it, Miss. You look sanght tired." Rina passed immediately before getting a rejection from Kira.

"Alright, I'll enjoy being Miss Harris Aerospace," Kira laughed softly. She put her body on the sofa soft and comfortable. Her eyes almost closed as Rina returned carrying a plate of rendang and a glass of orange juice.

"Please, Miss." Lina put the dishes on the table.

"Thank you, Rin. Already, return. I'm ashamed you saw me eating, it must be terrible, "Kira laughed, and Rina just pulled into the two corners of her lips. It's not a laugh, it's not a smile. That's a mockery, Rin, you want to tell Kira a joke, crisp isn't it?

Kira enjoyed her meal in silence. So that in a short time rendang with warm rice has moved to the stomach of Kira.

Kira brought orange juice to her room. His stomach would no longer fit if he had to spend it. Followed by Sari, another Household Assistant, who brings her belongings to the room. Sari, more jovial and cheerful but still rigid with Harris rules.

"Miss, I will prepare water for you to take a bath, wait a minute," Sari, also the same, hurried after telling her what she will do. Again, because Kira is reluctant to be treated like Madam. Kira is too independent. No, but used to doing everything yourself.

Kira immediately took a shower and changed into clean and comfortable clothes. Although it is not yet time to sleep but his eyes are getting heavier after soaking in warm water.

Harris, who got a report from Rina, smiled until she saw a row of white teeth. Everyone who had just been summoned to his room became confused. They thought, Harris would punish them cruelly, seeing the laughter on the lips of their new boss. About six people in Harris' room suddenly trembled in fear.

"Sir, they're here already" whispered Johan in Harris' ear. Harris was surprised not to play, he did not even hear the door of his room open. Harris cleared his throat, normalizing his facial expression, before facing the leader of each division.

"Not much I want to say, I just want you to improve your performance. I think there are a lot of people out there who are willing to work hard for a salary that can be said not to be small, here. If no one aspires to be unemployed in the near future, you should pump the spirit of your subordinates, improve your performance."

"Okay, sir," they answered in unison.

"You can go, in a few days, give me the latest report. If it's still the same, you're risking your current position" Harris said. Harris suddenly lost the wrath that had been so earthy in his chest. Seeing the lioness curled up in the bed, her anger disappeared.

It was like ice falling into the fireplace. All the heat in her heart was gone, because the imperfect woman was. The woman whose heart has been filled with wounds, the woman who is filled with hope at every step. His job is now, to make him happy.

Harris realized that he was not a good man, nor was he perfect. However, two humans with bodies full of blood and hearts that are deformed, can dress each other's wounds, complement what is lacking with each other. Embrace, embrace each other, until at the end of the road where the final destination is located.

"Jo, what's my next schedule?" Harris, who had wanted to continue his work, chose to rest his back on the back of the chair. Suddenly he became reluctant to go back to work, eager to go home and caress the mane of the sleeping lion.

"You will have dinner with the Great Lord's partner, at 7pm, Sir," Johan, who had memorized his Master's schedule, spoke eloquently and loudly.

"If this had nothing to do with him, I would have chosen to go home" murmured Harris who again saw the innocent face of his woman.

"Let's get going now" Harris rose from his chair. Followed Johan who was in front of him. Quickly finish all her work, and can immediately hug the woman.

Within minutes, Harris arrived at a star-rated hotel, which belonged to his colleague. Harris immediately stepped towards the place where he would meet the co-worker.

It was fortunate that Harris left early, so that they could arrive on time, even before the host arrived.

But arriving early is also a loss. Someone who was originally wanted, appeared when he was not expected. Harris paused for a moment as the woman was in her line of sight. Reluctant to pay attention, but his presence is very clear. Harris returned to walking after successfully driving the woman out of his mind. Passed the woman without caring about her.

"Didn't you recognize me anymore?" The woman stood up from her chair. Speaking haughtily, it was as if to show he was still able to endure without his support.

Harris stopped, and turned away reluctantly. "Still, but I'm in a hurry."

"Good, we're not ex, so when can we be together again?" The woman, Viona, said something about a relationship as if she was bidding on a bargain.

Harris screeched, feeling himself, meaningless to Viona. Consider the relationship between them a place to stop, come and go as they please. Harris's eyes seemed to be open, this was the woman he had been with all this time. To consider himself valuable, to demean men who were willing to die for him.

"But, to me you've been an ex ever since. And you decided yourself, if my brain doesn't remember wrong," Harris put his palms in both of his pockets. His eyes were still staring at the woman with his arrogance. His expression was flat, as if fortifying the fury within his chest. Meeting this woman, made his chest re-rash with a blaze of anger.

"There's no harm in starting over, right? I'm willing if you beg," Viona looked at Harris with a look of disdain. Viona assumes Harris will easily return to her, Harris will return infatuated with her. But, in fact, not. However, it is not Viona who gives up easily, the woman with high confidence, does not know, that she has been replaced.

"You expect me to beg you?" Harris tilted his head, his eyebrows raised, so naturally at the request of this unconscious woman.

"Of course, as of now," Viona smiled triumphantly. Complacent, as if she was everything to Harris.

"Keep hoping, miss," Harris returned to cold mode like a pile of ice cubes. Harris turned around and continued his steps. Ignoring Viona who was still holding back emotions. Stir his body hard in the chair. Stare at Harris' back with great regret. His rows of teeth clashed against each other, causing a deep creaking sound. Those angry eyes still followed Harris to the point of being invisible.

The supposed delightful dinner was a little uncomfortable as Harris' mood suddenly deteriorated. As if understanding Harris' situation, the owner of Pearl immediately completed some important points of their meeting. Until it doesn't take long, for them to agree.

Harris slammed the car door violently, as he arrived at the doorstep. Johan grimaced as the voice jolted his ear.

"May you survive, madam," muttered Johan staring at the door of the house that also received the same treatment.

Harris forcibly pulled the neatly circular tie around his collar. Without taking off her shoes and clothes, she threw her body slowly into the bed. Putting his head on the back of his lioness. Hugged tightly, as if wanting to immerse his body there. Shedding a seething heartache filled the entire space in his body. Harris sipped in the fragrant, mane of the lioness. Until the outpouring of anger, gradually disappear and fall asleep in the dream.

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