Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss
Leave one like that
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A woman blinked, adjusting her vision to a brightly lit room. Tight eyelashes, fluttering on her eyelids. His nose smelled the scent of medicine. Beautiful, without a thick makeup polish filled her face. The perfection that most women desire, clings to it. But dear, he was lapsed by his own shadow.
Unbearable pain was felt in his lower abdomen, creeping up to his heart, so he undoed his intention to wake up. Looking around, remembering what happened to him before he got here.
"You're awake?."
The voice of a woman he hated, why did he come? My lover? Why not you? A question echoed in his head. Reluctant, he refused to answer, as if answering was defeat.
Kira approached, staring arrogantly, at the woman before her now. Lying weak, and helpless. Idiotically. He was selfish by not feeding his fetus. He was stupid, leaving his body weak. Lions always prey on weak deer. A cynical smile spread on Kira's lips.
"Are you sure you still want to compete with me?" Kira played a tongue on the inner cheek. His eyes stared lazily. Flicked his non-long fingernails.
"Based on the bad woman." Fizz Viona. He can only hiss. Angry and annoyed, but powerless to retaliate for his bluff.
"Yes, I am indeed an evil woman," Kira grinned, evil and hideous.
"Give her back to me, you'll just make her sick, you cunning bitch" Erang Viona, baby she's back in pain.
"No, I don't like what's mine, people take, '" Kira held Viona's soft, silky right hand. "It seems, I was caught by you, I have opened my veil in front of you. No problem, you are helpless now. You can what? Weak, pathetic," whispered Kira in Viona's ear. Viona's hands twitched, clenching stiffly.
"You," His fists restrained. The infusion hose turns red, as the veins strain, making the blood flow reverse.
"Take him from me if you can, Viona. Take 'em! Win him! I can find something better than that guy. A thousand times," Kira laughed. Fulfilling victory.
"Wake up, if you keep lying down, this won't be interesting. I'm not a loser fighting enemies in a weak state, let's get up" Raung Kira in front of Viona's already red face.
"Take your man out of my grip. Save her, from a female demon like me. Prove to her, that I am a black swan borrowing white goose feathers like you," Viona cried, crying over her weakness.
Back then, when he had everything, he ignored the sincere Harris to him. Now, when Harris was in trouble, he was lying weak. In the lowest point of his life, he felt that he was the bad one. He is the one to blame. He deserves to die now.
"You want to give up? You want to end it all? I'll say, "Kira approaches Viona, taking something sparkling in the light of the lamp. "You sure? Don't expect me to send your men after you soon if you leave. I'll enjoy it longer, sucking drop by drop of his blood. Gulping down every sweet thing I squeezed out," Kira smirked again, like a bloodthirsty vampire. Horrifically.
Viona repulsed in fear, her body inching away from where Kira was standing. Kira is a threat, now and then. Viona did not think Kira was a cruel woman.
"Alright, I'll wait for you, get up quickly," Kira put away the shiny object, put it back on the table near the fruits. "The rules, don't cheat, if you cheat, I won't be disinclined by you" Kira threw a cynical smile before leaving Viona.
Viona breathed a sigh of relief. It is as if death is moving away. Inwardly he swore an oath of grace, vowing to unmask the two-faced woman.
A nurse came in when Kira opened the door. The nurse carried a tray of food and medicine. He didn't come out until Viona finished her meal.
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Early morning, earlier
"Why did you choose the difficult path?," Kira was dealing with Mr. Dirga in Rio's office. Mr. Dirga did not understand his son-in-law's way of thinking. Women who are hard-earned to get rid of it, even allowed to occupy a high chair in the biduk of his household.
"Pa, it's not Kira's fault entirely, it's both of us's decision" Now Rio and Mr. Dirga's views turn to Harris. Mr. Dirga admitted, Harris has changed a lot since being with Kira, but, bringing back the problem into his household, is also not the form of responsibility that Mr. Dirga wants.
Kira gulped, as if her bright steps were back in the dark. Doubtful, is it true what his father-in-law said? Is he playing with danger? But, she felt, facing Viona was not a difficult thing with Harris beside her. It's not hard if they keep strengthening each other.
"Give me a reason to make Papa understand. If it will only get you in trouble, Papa can not stay still," continued Mr. Dirga when the two did not say a word.
"Pa, let it all be like this, we just don't want Viona making a mess out there. I think observing the enemy up close will make it easier for us to catch him" replied Kira.
"What mess can Papa not solve?," asked Mr. Dirga cutting Kira impatiently.
"You know, Papa can solve everything, with the power that Papa has, but, are you sure you won't make someone hold a grudge? And it will make it difficult for us who do not have the power of Papa. We just want to finish what we started our way. Harris and Viona parted ways on their own terms. And Papa, end their relationship by presenting me."
"For Viona, I was a hindrance for her to be with Harris, now. And, to Papa, I am Harris's protective wall, a hollow, fragile wall. For me and Harris, Viona is the glue of our relationship. Although this does not make sense to Papa, but for us, holding Viona is the same as dampening the storm in the future, although it cannot stop, but makes the storm calmer, he said, then the damage done, less,"
Kira took a breath, she did not expect her Father-in-law to understand, but she understood, what situation she was in right now. If a cigarette, already tucked between the lips, but the fire is not lit, the cigarette, only a cigarette is harmless. The words I quoted in his heart.
Harris, gawking, he's never talked about this before with Kira. He was so shocked by his wife's brain. The brain he had been thinking about, was shallow. He had even thought of this far, something that even he had not thought of.
Rio's admiration grew even more to the woman who had made him feel insane. He thought he liked married women, but he also hated when he married his cousin. Rio thought, Kira is the same as the other woman, who likes treasures. Until the fact that made him give up, it was he who was betting on his safety to save his older cousin. Rio gave up on the happiness of the two of them.
"Save one like that, for me, God," Do'a Rio inwardly.
Mr. Dirga was silent, stunned to hear the words of his son-in-law, the woman he suspected was weak. Seeing how he begged for his sister to be released, and seeing her now, Mr. Dirga was like seeing two different people.
Kira turned her head towards Harris who was still frozen, staring blankly at the floor. I thought Harris disagreed with him.
"I leave all decisions to Papa and you, Mas" Kira grabs her husband's hand. Grasping tightly. "I realized I could only solve the problem with what was in my brain and heart. Not everyone can receive materials as compensation. But, to me, Viona needs a helping hand, she's just confused."
The father and son looked at each other, agreeing, but this was not their way of solving the problem. Something they've never done, embracing the enemy to be friends. Flip the bow that leads to him.
Mr. Dirga is not a rigid person, who insists on the principle of "parents are always right" but the fact that Kira can succumb to his opinion, really makes him, lose. He lost to a young woman who he considered to have little experience, and no power.
"Hope, you're careful, don't hesitate to contact Papa if you're in trouble," Yes, in the end, letting the young decide is a risk-laden decision, but, instead, letting the young one decide is a risk-laden one, supporting him to keep going is wisdom.
Both Kira and Harris looked at each other, as if not believing their hearing.
"What's serious?" Harris stood up in shock.
"Papa has never been this scared, but, Papa has never been this confident in Papa's decision. More about your future" replied Mr. Dirga. He smiled, reassuring his son, that he supported his second decision.
Kira took a deep breath. He is relieved and scared, but the decision has been taken, and whatever the risk, Kira will bear it. Hasn't he ever had the worst time of his life? So what other suffering could have caused him to fall deeper?
Harris and Kira hold hands, strengthen, convince each other. It wasn't Kira who had to align, but Harris who had to equalize the pace. The experience of Kira's life that looks only limited to her home, in fact wider than Harris who has explored the country, the rigors of life forge his determination. From inside the house he learned to be patient and restraining, when out, he transformed into a friend of a steep, winding and steep journey. Challenging himself to rise from every fall he falls in nature.
Harris, the perfect man, but his heart is flawed. Faced with Kira, he became an unconfident man. Shame with him who often complains with his life that is never lacking. Complaining with a small betrayal. If Kira's appeal, Harris's heartache, just a fingernail tip. If Kira's sacrifice is appealed, Viona is just a pebble. Lucky, because Harris has Kira. The woman who saved his life many times. Together with Kira, they will dress each other's wounds, close the wounds with rhythmic movements, become a medicine for each of the pain, which they suffer.
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