Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss
Kitchen smell



It didn't take long, I finally arrived at the hospital closest to the location. I called a couple of nurses on duty, saw that someone was seriously injured, they took him to the emergency room. I waited a while until I felt like my body was sore. I just walked away from that place. I think they'll get intensive care because of the severe injuries they've been through. One of the nurses sent me to the administration for registration. I don't know what it is about them trying to figure it out in the car.


The black car, empty of robbing, there were only trivial items and most of the belongings belonged to women. I ransacked the car until I found something tucked in the back pocket of the driver's seat.


Be met.


There is a wallet that contains many cards. I took the wallet to the administration. I handed out the ID card without seeing who the owner was.


“Mbak, this is the ID of the person who just entered the ER," I handed the ID to the nurse who requested the identity of the two people.


“Good Ma'am, please wait in advance”papnya with a smile. "For the other Father is no identity found, Ma'am?"


“Sorry Ma'am, I just helped them on the road, I myself do not know him” My words while grimacing with the pain in my face and body.


“Oh, good Ma'am. Oh yes, Ma'am, you should treat the injuries, fearing that vital organs are damaged or injured" said the nurse advising.


“Good Ma'am," I nodded. Right, my face must be really awful right now. Not just hurt, my face is bad especially with these bruises, it must be horror. I touched my cheeks and lips that were sore.


I went back to the ER for treatment. The doctor said I had to open it but because I felt good I decided to go home. After paying my maintenance fee, I went back to the luxury car to return their wallet. I'm short of money, but I don't want to take something that's not mine. But from a distance, there were several men in black suits surrounding the car. Then some of them split up. Baffled. When I passed the pharmacy, I bought a mask to cover my face. I don't want to be known to them, I don't want to be involved in any business. I also don't want to look sincere, it seems that person is an important person. Seeing the many people who control him.


I'm actually curious, with so many bodyguards at my disposal why no one is following them. Even to such a severe injury.


I went to the administration section earlier.


“Mbak this is the wallet of the person who entered the ICU earlier," I handed the wallet to the administrative officer.


“Oh yes mbak we need Mbak's signature as a sign of approval-”cut the nurse.


“Okay, Ma'am, trust me. That guy's a rich man, not gonna cheat, that's his car in front and here's his wallet, then there's gotta be people here looking for them," I put that wallet on the registration desk. I rushed out of the hospital.


I passed the man in the black suit in the hospital corridor. I take off my jacket and walk while pretending to call. In addition to removing traces, also to avoid cctv. They would have easily recognized me if I hadn't covered my face. I walked as quietly as possible, so as not to invite their suspicions. Blending in with the passersby in this corridor.


Outside the hospital, I removed the mask that made me have trouble breathing. I rushed to get a taxi to get my bike. It is not difficult to find a taxi here, because almost every minute dozens of taxis pass through this place. Some even entered the hospital area.


"Neng, why's his face? After fighting with husband?” Ask the taxi driver. He looked at me through the rearview mirror hanging on his left side.


“H Father, amit-amit deh. No sir, it was nolongin the person who was beaten by thugs" I said with a smile


“Kirain Neng's. Now is it the KRD season - what the hell is it? anyway lo, Neng,"The cab driver was still watching me from the rearview mirror


“KDRT, Sir,"My cap straightens out.


“Well, that's my point."


“I mah not the body that was hurt sir, but the heart," I replied jokingly. But the truth is that.


“That's worse, Neng. If the KDRT has a penalty Neng, can be imprisoned, if violence in the heart hurts to die, Neng," said Mr. Driver with a laugh.


“Mr can do it," I put my head back that feels heavy.


“Neng is still beautiful, then less than Neng what else?," asked the Driver again.


“Young, the same fragrance that is still dating Pak. understand me already released 3 children, sir, so the body has bloomed and the smell of the kitchen," I replied with a joke. Imagining the woman Mas Rian wanted, must be the one he wanted.


“That passion will lead us to destruction, the key is only one, grateful for what we have. God willing the temptation of lust can be suppressed," he said again.


“Thank you Sir, his advice," I said to Mr. Driver.


I am grateful to be given new advice and lessons when I meet new people. The advice made me more excited about setting the future with children. Although they have to crawl, tear, or squeeze sweat. All are worthy of effort, for the laughter that adorns their faces.


After paying the taxi fare, I searched for my motorcycle. There are still some people and police in the CTF. I was cooperative when I was questioned by the police. A resident who helped me pick up the 2 men recognized me and reported to the police when I got there.


“Sorry, Ma'am...we would like to request information regarding this attempted robbery.” Said a policeman. I just nodded.


“Can be told the chronology when this incident happened?” Ask again. I also told about the incident according to my memory.


“Do you know the victim?” Further


“No Sir" I replied briefly.


“Alright then, thank you for the information" the policeman said as he shook my hand.


“Sama-sama, Pak”I turned towards my motor.


Suddenly...


“Sorry Ma'am, whose name is it?”Ask. ”To complete the file and if at any time we need more information, please include a phone number that can be contacted" he said friendly.


“Good Sir.” I wrote my name and phone number. Then I handed it to the police.


“Can I ask?” I told myself to ask the police.


“Please," he replied with a smile.


“Thugs earlier no one died, right?" I was afraid.


“No Ma'am, the five thugs were all being treated at the Police Hospital. All of them suffered serious injuries because 2 people suffered injuries in some parts of his body when 2 motorbike drifted and fell into a deep enough gutter. One person had a gunshot wound to his arm, he lost a lot of blood and 2 others he has not been conscious until now due to blunt force blows on his head and neck.”The Police Light with a smile. He was no longer as scary as he had been earlier.


“Gosh, are they going to sue me, sir?," I asked again. This time I was even more afraid than when I faced them.


“Yes Allah, my money will definitely be drained if they demand Hospital fees."


The policeman laughed. "Of course not they will be in jail for a long time" he replied. "Do you know, they're a violent gang" he said, whispering.


Soon I'm away. ”This relief Sir, I'm sorry to go home first, Pak” said while looking down.


I was in a hurry to launch my bike. Remembering Nek Mina, he must have been restless because I had not been to his stall.


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