Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

Baby Bunny

The atmosphere was getting heated up, no one was willing to budge, even Riana and Melisa were still accusing each other of who was the most guilty.

"Based on the snake woman," Desis Riana.

Riana grabbed Melisa's hair, pulling her up to a few steps. Melisa was shocked and shouted, complaining without being able to do anything but grin her hair.

"You're the one who messed things up, Mel. All because of you, I hate you, Mel," Raung Riana without taking off the check on Melisa's hair.

"sickness, Ri. Let go," Moaned Melisa. Her tears were growing, enduring the pain.

Rian immediately broke up with them," Let go, Ri. Don't be so rude."

Rian pulled Riana's hand, until finally the check was released. Melisa immediately stood up and moved away from Riana.

"You're wrong, why don't you just admit it, and change the money" cried Melisa.

"You're also wrong, why are you still pretending" Riana replied.

"Be quiet you two. You guys are the same," Shouted Rian.

Mom and Dad, still glued to the spot. They were pondering Riana's words. They are the ones who make their children into monsters. Horrible and terrifying. Riana, the jolly sweet girl, behind her indifferent attitude, she holds a grudge.

Riana and Melisa fell silent for a moment. His breathing was still hunting, his chest rising and falling, pumping as much air as he could.

"I'll leave before you expel me, I know you won't acknowledge me as your family anymore."

Riana looked at them one by one, hoping for something to prevent her departure. However, it seemed that he was expecting too much. None of them responded to his words.

Riana left the living room, leaving the family she thought would come to her, throwing it away.

"Riana, don't go, son," Overturned Mother. "I'm sorry, Ri. Wrong mother, come back, son,"

Mother again sobbed, heartbreaking sobbing. Both Father and Rian, not caring at all, they were still controlled by anger.

"Well, call Riana again, bring her here, Dad. Forgive Riana, Dad," Mother rested at her husband's feet. Husband who ignored his orders and advice. Mother had set a bad example for Riana. Sowing toxins on each side of his son's brain. Sorry, just said hello at the end of his age. When he is no longer able to do anything.

Mother approached Rian, shaking her shoulders, so that she would immediately return from her slump.

"Rian, wake up, son. Pursue your sister, she's just lost," Lirih Ibu.

"This is the result that Mother sows, spoils Riana, lets her go when she is wrong, and Mother is reluctant to rebuke her," Rian said. "Let him reflect on his actions, ma'am. He'll be fine."

Rian rose up to follow Melisa. Embrace her husband to the room. They need to talk too.

"Mas, I'm sorry. I didn't tell you from the beginning. I'm afraid they're hurting me and your son" Melisa said softly. Melisa rested in front of her husband, clasping her husband's hand, trying to convince him that what she said was not a lie.

"You should have told me what you know, Mel. So we all don't misunderstand. At least, we are not injured this badly," Rian stared blankly at just any place. Right, now it's all messed up, everybody's hurt, everybody's sick.

"Sorry, Mas. I didn't think so far. I'm ashamed of Kira too. I've made a fuss over my jealousy. Mas, the money I haven't given you, I'll give you tomorrow, I think it's time they received what's rightfully theirs" Melisa hasn't shuffled in front of her husband. She rubbed her husband's hand in her hand.

Rian smiled, just smiled, just calmed Melisa down, she was still not sure what she heard. He won't trust anyone, not even Melisa.

"It's good, your intention must be done immediately,"

"Of course, Mas. I will also apologize to Kira and the children," Melisa hugged her husband.

His brain turned back around, where did that not little money come from? Bodo is very, very important now he is safe.

Riana was driving at high speed. He was very upset, angry and disappointed. Everyone now ignored him, just for Kira's sake. In his heart he was determined to avenge Kira, all this because of Kira.

Riana did not return to her husband's house immediately. Even though the night is getting late, but his world is just beginning. The world where he had forgotten all the anger and resentment in his heart.

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The night has greeted, quiet. The cold started to sting bones.

Kira felt her sleep was too good, until she forgot the time. He jumped when he saw the wall clock showing almost 12 p.m.

Kira was surprised not to play when she saw Harris curled up in the blanket with her. Without taking off clothes and shoes, and of course without taking a shower. Like he's not really.

Slowly Kira got out of bed, and took off Harris's shoes. Kira subconsciously pulled the corner of her lips. Doing something like this makes him happy. Seeing a calm face in that deep sleep, was a satisfaction for him.

"Is he so tired that he doesn't bathe?" Inner Kira.

Kira returned to Harris's side, looking at the face, as fully as possible. Like a madman, he smiled to himself. That fierce face, like a rabbit in sleep. Wiggling like a baby. Ugh, funny.

Kira giggled, and it seemed that Kira's laughter woke the baby rabbit. His eyes blinked in accordance with the bright light. Dazed, like after walking far away and being in a foreign place.

"You awake?" Kira smiled.

"Did I sleep?" Harris sat down and stretched his arms overhead.

"You fainted" replied Kira casually.

"Oh yeah? I'm so tired" Harris tilted his head to the right and left, it seemed like Harris' neck was sore.

"really? Is sitting on a chair and facing the laptop exhausting?," Kira squinted, as if in disbelief. Though he was sure Harris was very tired and tired.

"Then you come with me to work tomorrow, let me know if I'm tired or just pretending" Harris ruffled the blanket. Kira laughed at him.

"I'm going to take a shower, get the water ready" Harris ordered.

"Tumbens? Usually getting ready by yourself?" Kira glanced at Harris.

"Don't talk much, get ready quickly."

"Well, Your Majesty, if you will, what can I do?" Kira ran to the bathroom, and prepared warm water for Harris.

Kira was playing with the water while waiting for her to be half full. Just going to waste water, he thought.

"You're crazy?" cried Kira who had regained her voice.

Harris laughed heartily at Kira's sighing, losing her breath. "You're so funny,"

"Yes, funny. You almost killed me."

"No, the evidence, you're fine" Harris said indifferently.

"Look, my clothes are wet, right? I took a shower earlier. You are, "Anger Kira. Piqued. He was about to get out of the bath, but, Harris pulled him.

"Where are you going?."

"Change clothes, when you want to cook?," replied Kira ketus.

"Later on, here, I'll massage your back, you must be so tired lately," Harris tilted her head in the follow her eyebrows raised next door.

"Not really,"

"But, I insist," Harris's proposal really makes Kira nervous. Kira knows what the two guys are doing in the bathup. Basic, mode.

"Here," Harris pulled Kira who was about to get out of the bath. Forcing her to sit in front of him and back him.

Harris unbuttoned Kira's shirt from behind. Harris put his head on Kira's shoulder. Ugh, goosebumps.

"What are you doing all day?" Harris' low voice made Kira bite her lip.

"Um, no, just buy some clothes. Why?," Kira tried to speak as normally as possible to overcome the turmoil in her chest.

"What clothes?" Harris began massaging slowly on Kira's neck and shoulders. It's true, Kira felt tired and Harris' massage made her very comfortable. You can fall asleep again later, Kira's mind.

"Only daily clothes, why the hell?" Kira began to get upset.

"Just ask, can't you?" Harris didn't stop her massage on Kira's back. Kira closed her eyes on both knees. Enjoyinge.

"Are you sleeping?" Harris slid Kira's body after a moment of silence.

"Hem."

"Wake up, you catch a cold" Harris pushed Kira's body, almost collapsing again in the water.

Kira woke up from a short sleep. "It's so rough, you got me wet, too,"

"Get out there," Harris scrunched his face. He's not angry, just worried.

"Yes, yes" Kira soon left Harris. Rinsing his body and wearing clothes again. Then he went up to the bed, even though he was lying down but he did not sleep.

Shortly thereafter, Harris also finished his bath. Following Kira, who was staring at the ceiling of the room. Both are fresh and fragrant. So did the eyes of the two of them, fresh, as if drowsiness and fatigue were gone.

"What?" asked Kira as she lifted her chin. When Harris looked at him.

"Nothing, just seeing a woman with a tattoo on her neck" Harris replied indifferently.

"It was also you, I was embarrassed to see people" cried Kira.

"Cover your face, that's all the trouble" Harris replied.

"Yes, it doesn't matter if it's you, you don't have any shame."

Harris slammed, and Kira replied no less fierce. The two of them looked at each other, who were filled with annoyance.

"Shut up, or I'll add more, so that there's no gap there" Harris warned.

Kira clucked, "Slightly angry, anything upset, likes to insult people but once in reply even angry. You're a bitch," Grumpy Kira.

"I heard it."

Kira immediately got into the blanket, turned her back to Harris who was still leaning, playing with her phone.

"Sucks," Inner Kira.

"Stop saying I'm a bitch, if you don't want to see how annoying I am," Harris said. He only guessed, because he often did that when he got a reprimand.

"Basic, mind reader," Inner Kira.

Harris put down her phone, followed by Kira in a blanket. Closer to each other, until his breath touched Kira's neck.

"Massage service is not free, ma'am. You have to pay" whispered Harris behind Kira's ear.

"You offered it yourself, I didn't ask for it."

"But I'm asking for a fee because you sleep while I massage."

"Basic, cunning wanker," Grumpy Kira.

Harris began guerrilla warfare, exploring and exploring his wife's body. A body that is still beautiful even though it has been 2 times pregnant and giving birth. Leave a thin incision scar across the bottom of his stomach.

Kira can only resign and enjoy, so the two can no longer afford to just take a deep breath. Dissolved in the happiness and love that is present without greeting.

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