Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss
Oreng Ship, Captain!
Harris led Kira's steps to the stern of the ship. Where they can see the expanse of sea rippling in the moonlight. Luckily today, the weather was very friendly, so it did not hamper his plans.
Harris played the instrument of a song on his cell phone. A familiar instrument in Kira's ear. Makes Kira hold a happy smile as Harris grabs her waist to keep it from spacing out any longer.
Kira throws her shoes, and stands at Harris's feet. Plunging her arms around her husband's neck, he squeezed even more. They look at each other in silence, as if knowing, that speech will ruin the atmosphere. Every now and then, they pick each other up.
They move left and right, rotating in rhythm with the melody, until the instrument is over, they just stop.
Kira came down from Harris's shiny shoes. Harris turned his wife's body facing the ocean and hugged Kira from behind, dropping her chin on Kira's shoulder, occasionally tucking a small exposed shoulder, showing a bone that stretched solidly. Take a breath for a moment.
"Do you like it?" What kind of silly question is that? Harris closed his eyes, tracing the recesses of his wife's smooth neck.
"No" replied Kira who growled stifled by her husband. Harris paused for a moment, he lifted his face, saw his wife who was twitching, staring at the ocean.
"But I really like it" Kira turned to her husband. Smiling, both. Laughing, laughter that split the silent ocean.
"You almost got me dead" Harris flipped his wife's body over again, so they both faced each other. Unite their foreheads. Until their laughter receded.
"Have I gone mad if I didn't like this?" Kira sizzled, turning her lips around her husband's sturdy jaw. Kira, who was leaning only on the guardrail at the stern of the ship, poked her hand against her husband's burly neck. Swiping her head from the nape of her husband.
"I'm afraid you won't like it, or say it's excessive," Harris growled, enjoying a gentle caress of teasing.
"Right, but I don't want to ruin everything you've planned," Kira turned her husband's head away, staring at the black net that reflected the dim light here.
Harris pulled that tall body, hugging it gratefully. He knows very well to appreciate someone's hard work. Harris remembered very well when he had to give up his time to prepare for the entire event from afternoon until finally being in the middle of the ocean like this.
"You're tired?," Kira asked as Harris repeatedly sighed, without taking off their body link.
"No, I'm just relieved, everything went like the original plan" Harris replied from behind Kira's head.
"Indeed anyone can't go according to Mr. Calculation's plan?."
Harris let go of his embrace, hurriedly. "So, you mean Mr. Calculation it was me?," Harris stared at the bead of eyes that gnashed in confusion as Harris ended their warm moment.
"He eum," Kira nodded with her lips docked but still reviewed the smile.
"Then Mr Tarzan?."
Kira nodded with a smile growing wider.
"Hey, you are so insolent!," cried Harris did not accept. How could he give me such a horrible nickname?, Harris thought.
Kira immediately kissed a glimpse of her husband's full lips, which were looking at her unfriendly.
"It's not like that's the way to apologize" Harris choked. Kira came back raining that lip pecking repeatedly.
"Have you?" Kira tilted her head. And that makes Harris squeak.
"Sy base."
"Em, Yang, about what I said this afternoon, what's your verdict?," Kira stared softly at Harris. The talk about Mr. Calculation, made Kira remember, will his statement this afternoon.
Harris sighed, "You still think about that? I've forgotten."
"You are forgetful" Kira throttled. "So how?."
Harris flicked Kira's forehead, and managed to make Kira grimace, while wiping her forehead. Harris catches Kira's hand and pushes her against the guardrail.
"Am I still going to do this, if I give up on your ridiculous excuse?" Harris peeped.
"Listen, write this big with a red marker, here," pressed Kira's chest that was slightly exposed due to the off shoulders dress she wore. "That's right, Harris Dirgantara won't stop loving Akira Shofie, even though the reason for marrying Harris Dirgantara is because he wants to make her fall into poverty."
Kira laughed, moved until the clear point glided freely in the recesses of her nose. There is no more beautiful word than this.
"Listen, I wanted to say this, since then, but I think, it's better that only we and Papa know. Let them all, the people out there, just know, that we're married because we're in love at first sight" Harris cupped Kira's cheek with one hand.
"Liar."
"I'm not lying, I'm almost crazy when I have to look for you through your absolutely melodious screams" Harris reached into his pocket. Turn on the phone and a few moments later show the wallpaper of his expensive phone to Kira.
"Where did you get this from?" Kira snatched the phone from her husband.
"Cctv hospital. And you know who the two men you dragged into that car without mercy were?."
Kira grimaces in horror. "Did that man die?."
"You swear I'm dead?."
"The person I took to the hospital. Not you," Kira cheered miserably for thinking her husband misunderstood her.
"Yes, it's the same."
"Do you know where I dragged that guy from?."
"I feel like you pulled me into the car, put it down rough, until my head almost split. You rude woman," Cerocos Harris, who upset Kira.
"You talk like that like it's you!" cried Kira. But as he was struck by his own words, Kira froze."Wait, so that's it, you?" Kira told the stranded Harris to look at Kira who was still unaware of the true events.
"Yes, so do you still want to be with me after you know why I married you because I owe you my life?."
Kira blinked in disbelief, the blood-soaked man was her husband, all this time. The people he most wanted to avoid, even every day hugged him, even they had, already...
"Your word, what you don't like will stick with you forever. I think you slapped your own mouth."
Kira screeches. "Why didn't you tell me from the beginning."
"Yes, what for? You're the one who's crazy about me, you're looking up to me because you think I'm gonna be a bad guy, right?" Harris teased his wife who started to misbehave.
"No, it's not like that. I, I, just-."
Kira's words have been swallowed by Harris' lips who first answered everything. All the doubts or the distance or whatever the reason they could be together. Not importantly, as the two strings vibrated together, giving birth to a beautiful harmony, a melody.
The heat, the blowing cold no longer made them cold. They demand each other, until they both lose their breath.
"Huuh," The two gasped, the impulse of passion from both of them made their chests flutter. It was as if he had just returned from a vacuum.
The two looked at each other for a moment, then laughed, relieved. It was as if everything had become clear, as if in doubt, gone.
"So, can we start over, miss?," Harris put their eyebrows together.
"No, I just want to continue what we've started, sir."
Harris laughed out loud, barely heard.
"I don't want to forget when I swore at you, or when I felt, I needed you so much" Kira shifted her head to her husband's field chest.
"Gosh, you really pissed me off, is there a wife who likes to cuss with her husband?."
"Some, it's me and it's just me."
Harris screeches. The wind seems to be getting stronger. Looking at the thinly dressed Kira, he thought of ending this. Harris was worried Kira would get sick.
"Let's go in, it's getting colder here. You can get sick" Harris pulled his wife's fingers slowly leading him into the cabin.
Again, Kira gawked at the hotel-like cabin. Dim lights lit up around this luxurious cabin, perhaps in lieu of candles. Some bouquets of roses instead of scattered, arranged in a large bed.
"When did you prepare this?" Kira clasped her husband's smiling hand at her.
"Since we got back from the village, but, I've been thinking about it ever since you fainted back then," Harris led Kira to the bed, where the bouquet was.
"Since I knew that you saved my life, ever since I realized that Papa's words were true about you, ever since I knew that you were capable of treating my wounds" Harris knelt before Kira, looking at her happy face.
"I'm sorry I said such a bad thing to you back then, I'm sorry, not a nice guy. I'm just a bad guy who lacks a lot, and-,"
Kira shut her husband's mouth, "Don't say that, again. I don't want to hear it."
"We're going to get on with everything, with a new mind, let it be all behind, just keep looking ahead. Look behind your rear view mirror, so you don't have to waste your energy looking over."
Harris immediately moved and swiftly pounced again on the lips that like to speak smart ass. Anxious.
There was no longer the romantic snobs Harris, the patient Harris, there was only the rough and loud Harris. However, it did not hurt Kira at all.
"Slow down," Sighed Kira, who was overwhelmed with her impatient husband, as if she had never done so.
"Handle Honey. I'm afraid the boat will blow" Whispered Harris made Kira round her eyes.
Ignoring the sighs of protest from his wife's lips, Harris did not let Kira open her eyes. Kira kept waking up, with bites all over her neck almost to her chest. Whispering seduction that makes Kira even more soaring. Kira wakes up by saying her name.
"Yes, Honey," replied Harris, without stopping the intense movement of his wife who had somehow groaned violently. Convulsing, swerving, hissing, even pulling Harris's pocky hair.
Poor thing, that beautiful bouquet of flowers was now displaced from the mattress, helplessly lying under the bed. If the rose had a feeling, he would have cried, regretted being picked up, only to be ignored and, and to be a silent witness to the heated quarrel of two different kinds of people. Being a loyal listener, discordant voices and a snarling whimper of pleasure in the esophagus.
"The fate of flowers" The inner rose.
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