Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

Imperfectly

Kira stopped at the end of the stairs, her laughter disappearing into amazement. A framed, jumbo-sized photo emblazoned on the wall that can be seen from the top of the stairs.

Harris and Kira's wedding photos now adorn the walls of their home. Johan was seen giving instructions to some people who were putting up the photo. Kira herself doesn't know when Harris planned this, but for Kira this is a confession.

"Ekhem," Johan's voice shocked Kira. " You like it, Madam?."

Kira pulled the corner of her lips that were still tightly clenched. He was so happy, he no longer liked it. Kira nodded steadily, without a single speck of hesitation. So Johan also smiled until the row of teeth poking behind the lips.

"Now, they'll put another one in your room" Johan said without distracting him from the face of his Boss' wife. Which he thinks is getting more interesting. What's more, the red hue that adorns her cheeks, adds to the rate of this facial ayu.

"Eum, inside, there's Viona, Jo," Kira pointed at the room with her thumb. Kira clenched her lips inwardly, hesitating, and unkind.

"It's okay, you're the owner of this room, so there's no need to be afraid" Johan reassured Kira. With a gesture of his hand, Johan asked Kira to open the door of his room immediately.

Kira let out a quick breath, expelling the discomfort in her heart. Johan said, he is the owner of this room.

Kira turned the doorknob, and pushed it, revealing an empty room on the wall.

"When is all this prepared?," asked Kira as the two of them walked into the room, and stood behind the sofa, patting on the soft back of the sofa.

"It was only today," Johan circulated his gaze throughout the room, as if he were researching and calculating. "But the photo was already there a few days after the wedding" Johan continued, after catching a glimpse of the shrunken face beside him.

The owner of the room just rounded his lips, nodding his head repeatedly. The sparkling black rikma moved in rhythmic motion of his head. Simple, but beautiful.

Johan had always admired this woman before him, ever since their first meeting. However, the soul mate said otherwise, he could only be admired, without being able to have. In fact, deep in the corner of her heart, she made a promise, she would give anything, for the sake of the woman she could never have. Johan pulled the corner of his lips, he was already crazy.

Some people began to enliven the atmosphere of the originally quiet room. A large photo and another photo similar to a painting.

Kira was shocked when her netraya saw the photo. Her eyes were perfectly widened, it was so embarrassing.

"Jo, that one is not installed!," cried Kira who half ran over to the photo that had come out of the wrapper.

"Why?," The heavy voice of the owner of the contest made Kira petrified. She bit her lower lip, before turning around.

"Ah, that's-that's right," Kira was unable to finish her speech. His fingers were clinging to each other in front of his chest.

"Indeed, you don't want to remember that time?" asked Harris as he grabbed his wife in his arms. Facing Kira to the bed, and hugging her from behind. Harris pecked at his wife's head. Placing his pointed chin right at the top.

Four workers and a Johan were agitated to see the couple's affection. They gulped, and one of them took a photo. He thought, it would be a big advantage if made a means of promotion. Moreover, they both look so natural, an impression that most people really want to see.

The long index finger began to point out where they should nail the portrait of her and the woman she loved most. Kira blushed at the photo, she knew what the situation was like, exactly what it was like, but she did not know when Harris took their picture in a blanket. Kira never expected one bit, her husband who looked terrible and indifferent could think of this sweet thing.

Harris smiled with satisfaction, the performance of his wedding photography team was very professional despite being relatively new. Given how they feel when they get married, Harris admitted, the photos even seem shy, stiff and funny. Tearful. Doesn't every marriage have to leave its own impression? Yeah, that's the impression of their marriage. Absurd, but worth remembering.

They are both imperfect partners, their hearts are flawed, but God always gives way to anyone who wants to return to Him. Let their past be a memory, though bitter, but because of a bad past, they can be together. Fill and complement each other. Join each other to take the fragile bridge of time.

However, everything changed, as the past came back to say hello. It's not a problem, because they'll face it together.

"What the hell is this?," The woman's pointed nose cup on the doorstep of the locker room, the kembis, signifies her chest rumbling with emotion.

"You're the shit? This isn't your room anymore" Gelegar Harris, who feels troubled. Those eyes darkened again, glistening furiously. Indeed he no longer remembered the wound that the woman had sustained, but, seeing her face ignited the flames of anger within him.

The woman shook her head, her soft jaw stiffened, appearing once from her protruding thin cheeks.

"Don't act if you want to stay here, just follow what I'm saying, understand, we're different now" The stern face bolt hasn't dampened his emotions at all. If it were Kira, she would have run off the ridge.

"No, I want to stay here," Viona replied, not to lose, to two palms clenched, attached to the side of her slender body.

Harris had opened his mouth, but Kira was ahead.

"Alright, you stay here" Kira said calmly.

"Come," Kira pulls Harris' big hand. Although Harris doesn't like it, she follows where Kira takes her.

In this house, there was still another room next to the children's room. It is also quite large, although not as luxurious as the main room. Kira took Harris there. The first time that enters into their senses is the distinctive aroma of the room that is not in use for a long time. All neat, and clean. So clean, the wall here is plain even the wall clock is reluctant to hang.

"Ra, why did you give me your room?" Harris closed the door behind him.

Kira smiled at a glance, "We just need to give in, look at her frail body, do you have the heart to let her expel the energy to argue with you? At most you'll drag him, and he's hurt," replied Kira casually. Kira knew very well, the glint of anger piled up in her husband's eyes would darken her eyes. And Kira doesn't want to make this hot atmosphere any more complicated.

"I wonder at you, he obviously wanted the room and you gave him easily, now the room, tomorrow what else? Then, the day after you'll give me to her," Harris raised her hand, then dropped her slowly beside her body. He really can't understand women. And his wife is weird. How strange.

"The reason?," Harris grabbed his wife's hand, led her to a door made of glass, heavily curtained, thus blocking the light from entering the room.

"Nothing, it's just that I'm a greedy person, not willing to share," Kira shrugged her shoulders.

Harris laughed out loud, "What makes you love me?."

"Does all need a reason?" Kira glanced at Harris who opened the curtain in front of her.

"Yes, of course. Everything on earth always has a reason" Harris unlocks the door, before pushing it wide open.

"No, is there any reason why someone is breathing?" Kira followed her husband's steps to the balcony directly facing the spacious and shady backyard of the house. The shrub trees flourished around the courtyard.

"There, of course we breathe to live, a sign we're still alive" Harris looked at Kira seriously. It's like talking about a very profitable business.

"Is that an excuse? No, I guess. We breathe because our bodies need air, need oxygen for the continuity of our body's performance. The heart, lungs and blood need each other to supply the needs of the brain," Kira looked far, far away. However, the answer is only one, because loving someone does not need a reason.

Harris was silent, not understanding. He thinks loving someone needs a good reason. She used to love Viona because, because, uh,. Harris is confused by herself, she loves Viona because they are considered a compatible couple by some. Due to the insistence around, they ended up together. Not because they love each other. Viona needs him for herself. And Harris needs Viona for the sake of a man's self-esteem. For the sake of the nickname "The Conqueror" of a few. Right said her Papa and right said Rio. They were together because of obsession.

Harris sighed, years in vain. Spend time with people who don't want to step together, in joy and sorrow. Harris held Kira from the side, Kira was the woman she needed, opening her originally dark eyes. However, Harris hesitates, Kira is a good woman who becomes the victim of selfish men like Rian, Harris is afraid of hurting him once again. Harris is not a good man, he is a sinful man, his inner handicap, what if Kira finds out and hates him? Harris was afraid, terrified to lose this woman, a woman with a heart full of wounds. Same seems.

"You okay?," Kira turned to Harris, Harris' heavy breathing, as if hinting him under intense pressure.

"Yes, I'm good, as long as you're willing to be like this forever with me," Harris smiled, a sincere smile, not made up.

"Aren't you afraid I'm spending your fortune? You're not ashamed of a widow's wife? You're not afraid of another more beautiful woman wanting you someday?" Kira flings Harris with a barrage of questions that lead to one answer. No. gabe.

"No, I've never been afraid, I'm just afraid you're leaving me," Harris looked at Kira full of earnestness. They both laughed, and hugged each other.

"What should I do to her?," asked Harris as their laughter subsided.

Kira sighed, she herself did not know. According to him, he only needed to follow what the woman was doing to the two of them. Although she had to remain cautious, the woman who felt hurt, was usually more violent, like herself.

"Let it go, as long as he doesn't act," replied Kira finally.

"You don't ask, is he really mine?" Harris looked at Kira again seriously. His mind kept piqued with worry, if Kira knew the truth. So, he ventured to ask now.

"No, do you doubt it?" Kira still faithfully looked at the tree in the wind. Blank. He didn't think of anything.

"Yes, I doubt it. What if he's not mine. And this is just the trick?" Harris thought of the DNA test, along with Johan. And, Doctor Vivian said it could be done even if the baby wasn't born yet. And Harris agreed. But now he will follow this woman's decision.

"If you have any doubt how deep the ocean is, don't swim and dive. If you have any doubt, in the abyss, do not walk on it," Kira was still fixated on the tree moving as the wind shook her.

"Then?."

"Better we do not know the depth of the ocean, which will make you afraid to swim, just enjoy the beauty of the ocean, imagine the depth is only a little. When you are busy thinking about the depths of the ocean, others have dived, swam with beautiful sea creatures. You're gonna miss the current that hits your feet."

"It's noon today, don't you want to go to the office?" Kira looked at the man who was looking straight at the green grass. Thinking of Kira's words just now.

Harris sighed, "May I stay?,"

"No, you have to make money for your greedy and greedy wife!" Kira placed her body on the man in front of her. His broad back. Heard her soothing heartbeat. Kira closed her eyes. Feel the touch of welcome. Enjoying the affection that flows from every treatment of her husband. Harris just laughed, where is there a greedy woman confessing? Although he had to fall poor, he was willing, as long as Kira stayed with him, stepping together. No, step together through the rigors of life.

"Hey, time, can you side with me? Just stop for a second,"

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Wow, it's been episode 60 yak, I didn't expect to get this far. Forgive the author who likes to digress, and gaje. 🙏👉👈

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