Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

Mas Ganteng

Ringing the phone again interrupted, whether it had been to how many times, whether it was Nina, Mother, or Bude, making Kira even more careless. They can't wait to see Kira's husband. Other than getting a phone call many times, but because the two creatures were busy eating the food they ordered, ignoring the annoyed gaze of Kira.

Want to feel, immediately out of this restaurant, this is no longer a meal, but a fan meeting arena. What's so great, these two guys? Two-legged, the same as the man who was burning the fish. But, the inhabitants of this diner, pulled out a cell phone and pointed it at us, uh, no, but just at the two male-named creatures in front of Kira. Regret is indeed late, if he comes on time, certainly not in the anger of the teacher. Oops!

Annoyed, Kira was so upset at the two men in front of her, who were leisurely and indifferently eating voraciously, wanting to smash them with stones. As if you have not eaten for days, even to add 2 more servings. Kira churns her rice with sambal, unknowingly. And feed into his mouth with origin, without looking, his two eyes were still adrift with the man in front of him.

Increasingly annoyed because there are blatantly taking photos from close range. And when they had finished eating, they were engrossed in serving the invitations of girls whose pupils were widened, shouting hysterically, and jumping for joy. Kira, though, was ignored.

Kira let out a rough breath, like a bull that was ready to butcher the red color in front of her. She stood up and drove away either the girl or the mothers who were busy sticking to her husband.

"Sorry, everyone, the fan meeting is over. We have to go home immediately" Kira flipped through the crowd and grabbed the hands of the two men. Bringing them like a mother dragging her child home after a play can't remember time.

Following the disappointed cries from them, Johan waved behind the wheel. Meanwhile, Harris, already unable to dwell under the angry gaze of his wife.

"Anged huh? It was a time of anger, Yang. It's not just a photo, it's not doing anything?" Harris pursed her sex lips, squeezed them, her eye circles shriveled, and blinked repeatedly.

"Oh, so expect to do anything, do you?" Kira glanced back, her eyes perfectly round. Shrinking Harris's guts that were completely unflappable. He's just acting. He was actually uncomfortable as well, but seeing the effect produced was very satisfying, Harris was pleased.

"Jealous well?," Harris blinked, her firm face was not at all cute, however, enough to make Kira almost pull the corner of her lips. Almost any. However, he immediately brushed it off.

"I'm angry, not jealous. What did you say when you sighed above me, just now? You're forgot? Let me remind you again," Kira stretched out her lightning-fast hand towards Harris' head and grabbed him.

"Oh, sick, Yang. I forgot, what did I say, how about it being repeated? Let me remember," Harris grimaced, teased, not sick. Tell Harris in the head like a swipe.

"Don't hope!," Kira faced forward with her arms crossed.

"Okay, let's see who's whining first" Cibir Harris.

Huh, you little man. Kira was still pouting and silent until she reached an intersection. Johan, who was confused, slowed down his car.

"Miss Boss, which way are we going?" Johan looked back a little.

"Take left, Jo, another kilo meters we're up," Kira looked forward, her index pointing at the asphalt road on their left.

"Okay, ma'am," Johan nodded in understanding.

Kira is busy typing something on her phone, while Harris looks out the window, feeling that this village is very beautiful. Along the way here, Harris found a soothing panorama of the mountains. Beautiful, very beautiful.

The roads are uphill and downhill, winding rapidly, making the head dizzy. Until we arrived at a gate,

"Get in there, Jo," Kira pointed at the gate, Johan nodded and directed his car into the gate.

Asphalt roads are replaced by cast-cast roads, hollow, and slightly mossy because of the shade of trees. A moist smell pierces the nose, and a drizzle welcomes them.

Children run around when they see a car entering their area. Those who were about to go to a surau turned to see who had come.

The houses were lined up far apart on the right-hand side of the road they were on. The average house is already brick-walled.

"The house with the tent, Jo. We stop there," Kira pointed to the house made of wood, large and classic. Yes, Bude's house is the house of Kira's parents. A house that has been held like that for a long time. Johan is looking for a place to park the car, while Kira and Harris are down.

Kira and Harris go hand in hand, and yes, the creature behind Kira instantly becomes the center of attention. What is interesting?, thought Kira. He looked cynically at Harris who Harris replied with a shrug. Harris put both his hands in each of his pants pockets. Walking straight ahead of Kira.

"Assalamualaikum," Harris greeted the crowd in front of Bude's house. Welcoming Kira and her husband.

"Wa alaikum salam" they answered in unison.

"Wow, good tenan bojomu, Ra," Bude first person who came forward to greet Harris, after Mom and Dad, also Pakde, Ardi's father. Bude, Lilis' most enthusiastic mother, the middle-aged woman, pinched Harris's squashy cheeks, stroking her shoulders and hugging tightly. Harris grimaced, not understanding what they were saying.

Harris greeted them one by one. And all those people, all those people who extended their hands.

"He's always been an idol, Madam, you have to get used to it" Lirih Johan who just arrived. She stood on equal footing with Kira who was crossing her arms, looking at her husband.

Kira grinned, if here alone he became an idol, what about where he came from? Kira's heart breaks, thinking about how Harris is in her glamorous life. There must be a lot of beautiful women surrounding him, and he's just picking up the ashes. Upik ash who borrowed the princess's dress.

Kira sighed softly, then entered in the follow Johan. Even Johan received a great reception.

"Wrap one, Jo, my advice, it's the blue hooded, the divorced dead, the child is only 2," whispered Kira as her chin pointed at the timid-looking woman of Kira's age, looking at them from behind the door.

"No, Mistress. I still want to spend my youth comfortably. In addition to taking care of your husband, I'm afraid my wife is not at all times" replied Johan while whispering as well.

Kira is heartbreaking, the reason Johan is right, Johan spends too much time with Harris.

Harris quickly became familiar with the Mother's brothers. Bude is Mother's eldest brother, Pakde, Ardi's father, is Mother's second brother, and Mother's last child. There was Lilis and her husband who just got married yesterday, as well as two Lilis sisters who were married. They all stayed in this house, the house that still retains its original shape, is very spacious in the living room, and the living room surrounded by rooms, the last kitchen is also very spacious.

Jen who had finished bathing, once knew Harris came straight to hug her Papa's neck, in return kisses filled Jen's round cheeks.

"Ra, take your husband to take a shower, later if it gets cold," Mother yelled a little inside the sound of people gathering in this room.

Kira nodded, then approached Harris, in the middle of the arena.

"Jen, let Papa take a bath, since yesterday Papa hasn't had a bath."

Jen looked at her Mama, astonished, "What time is it, Ma? Fragrant papa, really,"

"Don't listen to Mama, Papa does have to take a shower now, but not because she hasn't had a bath since yesterday" Harris said gently, holding Jen's round cheeks.

"Yes, Papa took a shower, the water was cold, Pa," Jen moved from Harris' lap. Let Harris go take a shower.

"Ra, are you sure, I should take a bath here?," Harris looked at the wonder of the so-called bathroom here. The bathroom is separate from the kitchen, and covered only by a curtain. The floor was made of a stone order, and Harris had to duck if he didn't want to hit asbestos as a roof.

"You want to take a bath in the river, if not here?" replied Kira from outside.

"Ra, this is water from the fridge huh? It's cold?" Shouted Harris who wasn't at Kira's mouth.

"Ra, are you still there?."

Silent.

"Kira?" cried Harris once more.

"Whispering really, really," replied Kira fiercely.

"The cirain ran away,"

Harris was wrapped in a blanket, the cold air here was piercing, in her lap, Jen was playing with her phone.

"Aren't you cold?" asked Harris as Kira entered the bathroom after the shower.

"No, what's the matter?" Kira untangled her hair that was wet with water.

"Look, I'm the one who's bathing a little cold, let alone you who's bathing when it's night," Harris still watches over Kira. The stamp he broke, was still clearly visible. Harris smiled with satisfaction. The shadow of his wife while twitching violently danced in his memory.

Kira was silent, still fun to polish his face with cream from the doctor to remove acne scars.

"Usually it is used before going to bed, why use it now?."

"Since when have you been this chatty?," Kira stopped her hand and looked at Harris through the mirror. Piqued.

"Since marrying you" replied Harris lightly.

Kira snorted, but seeing that Jen was here, Kira chose to close her half-opened, silent lips, not to reply.

This large family, not all occupy rooms, some sleep in front of the television, some also roll out carpets in the front room. Excel, Jeje, Ardi and two of Bude's grandsons, sleeping in Ardi's house not far from here, there was Ardi's spacious and warm room.

Jen, I'm sleeping with Mama and Dad tonight. Without much whining, Jen slept on her Papa's arm, tightly hugging her Papa's body. Harris is the perfect replacement for Jen. Harris loved Jen.

"Why did Jen sleep here? What about us?" Harris whispered. He just twisted his neck a little, but Kira could hear clearly.

"We? Yeah, sleep here. Would you sleep in the car with Johan?" replied Kira. He knew what Harris meant, but given how they dueled, it was better not to stay here. Everyone will hear their voices. Harris thought so, so he chose to close his eyes immediately.

This morning, everyone is busy, because there will be a bridal event. The bride will be taken to the groom's parents' house. Because the distance to Lilis husband's house was far, so they left early.

And, true to Kira's estimate of the additional tax, Harris had to rent out a bus to take the entourage to Lilis' husband's house. At first, only a few people participated, but once they knew they would rent a bus, they became many times the number.

Kira just shrugged, "That's just a pity for you," When Harris looked at Kira with a hearty look.

And the mothers who were behind Kira started to get noisy. Calling "Big Mas, Bull Mas". Mas Ganteng, a nickname for Harris, who made Kira roll her eyeballs, lazy, puffed up.

The event at Lilis' husband's house was no less frenetic, with the existence of Mas Ganteng who was in the palm for "swerkeran" on stage. Here, it is customary if there is a celebration of a single orchestra or organ, as entertainment. Again, Harris could not be evasive, he only resigned when Pakde, Ardi, and Brother Lilis, pushed him forcibly. Kira just laughed, until finally, Harris dragged Kira, run away from the place.

The beach, the two of them, sat on the white sandy beach, enjoying the wind that hit their faces. Harris put his head in Kira's lap. The sunglasses that framed Harris's eyes, reflected the shadow of a woman's ayu on it. His black mane was waving in the wind. Pandan trees that shade them, rubbing against them, make a rustling sound.

"What are you thinking?."

"Nothing, do I seem to think?" replied Kira without turning her eyes to the waves that hit the beach.

"Are you happy?" Harris's hand rubbed against the red cheeks from the sun.

"Little bit," Kira replied with a smile.

"Why just a little?."

"What yes?" Kira bit her lower lip, she did not know the answer. Lying, if only a little, so much, Kira can not count it.

Harris propped himself up with an elbow, anchoring a puff on the lip that his wife had bitten, "You can't bite him, it's mine."

Kira blushed, some people, who saw this closed their timid laughter with their hands.

"Why? She's my wife" Harris exclaimed at some of the people who saw the scene just now. They make people look at each other and laugh.

"You embarrassed me" Kira patted her husband's broad shoulder.

Harris laughed, his wife was really shy, but she really liked it. Maybe the second puberty is really there, and hopefully it's their second and last pubescent.

Harris pulled Kira's hand, letting their bare feet step on the hot sand. Roll over, run around, hug each other, and frown. Ignoring those who see it. Until their skin turns brown, they just come out of the water.

Harris hired a homestay to clean himself from the sand.

"There's a public bathroom, why rent a homestay all the way?" Kira protested. Homestays here are very expensive for Kira. And it's just a waste of money, if only to clean up.

"All honeymoon," Harris pulled Kira into the bathroom, spending a hot afternoon in the cold of the water. With Harris, Kira feels happiness like never before. Every day, he gets a surprise. And every day is happy.

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