Marrying My Ex-Husband's Boss

It all started here.

Morning crept up, towards noon. Really very good, and wake up refreshed. Kira rushed to get up without stretching like the previous days. He cleaned up quickly, but did not miss anything that became his habit in the bathroom.

"Darling, wakeup. You're not going to the office today?" Kira sat behind her husband with her legs hanging on the side of the bed. Kira slowly shook her husband's body which was still wrapped in a blanket.

"Heem," Harris' hand came out with five fingers open.

"It could be five times, if you don't get up right away," Kira pulled the blanket over her husband's broad shoulders from the side. Kira has to wake her husband who now likes to laze in bed.

"You have to make money for me, I don't want ya, if until my ration is reduced?" Kira's threats are usually very potent, but this time, Harris doesn't care.

"Yes, already. I've prepared your clothes, I'm going down, Dad and Mom must be up by now" Kira sighed resignedly. Perhaps tired of her work schedule, her husband wanted to enjoy time for her.

"Dad?" Harris jumped up. Even Kira had not had time to set foot on the floor.

"You made me hang, Yang," Kira glared, holding her chest. As if his heart was about to escape from its place depended.

"When did you come here?" Harris jumped into the bathroom.

"Yesterday. Dad stayed here, probably because we came home late, so they accompanied his grandchildren" Kira told Harris, who was in the bathroom. "You forgot your towel, Yang."

Kira put the towel on the bathroom door handle. And leave the room to go down to the dining room.

"Papa?" Kira was surprised instead of playing when she saw her in-laws sitting casually on the living room sofa holding a newspaper in both hands. Still reading the paper, Papa? Inner Kira.

"Papa had just come home from out of town, and Papa missed Papa's granddaughter, all of you, Papa stayed over," explained Mr. Dirga to his ex who hastened to experience him.

"Sorry Pa, Kira didn't know Papa was coming."

"It's okay, looks like you guys had an event last night?" Mr. Dirga smiled, understanding his daughter-in-law who felt bad for him.

"Yes, Pa. We were invited to dinner at Mr. Darmawan's house, "Kira suddenly remembered Viona, Kristal and Evan. Does Papa know about this? Think Kira. That was hurriedly on his edge, as his eyes caught the shadow of Assistant Toni in the vestibule. There was nothing the bald head could not know, Kira thought.

"She must really like you?" Mr. Dirga refocused his attention on the newspaper in his hands.

Kira blushed, her hand justifying the hair that was inserted behind her ear. "Papa, have you had breakfast?"

"Not yet, the host has not yet woken up," replied Mr. Dirga ticking Kira. And it made Kira ashamed. Without saying another word, he stepped into the kitchen, which was already crowded with the voices of Mother and 4 ART people, minus Santi who returned home.

"Papa?" Harris was surprised to see her Papa, just like Kira.

"Slacker kid, don't you know Papa's staying here?" Mr. Dirga pretended to be angry.

"What blessing did you get last night? Nginep cave in his son's hut, '" Harris tagged his Papa.

"It's your own fault that you don't want to creep in Papa's house."

"Harris is still busy, Pa, if you have to go here and there," Harris sat next to her Papa.

"Can stay at Papa's house" Mr. Dirga did not distract him from the newspaper in his hand.

Harris scratched his un-itchy head. He wanted to say something, but he felt ashamed, unethical about talking about personal things to his father.

"Your room is soundproof now, you don't need to worry" said Mr. Dirga casually. "Papa can't wait to hold your son."

Kira, who was holding a tray of coffee for the two men, gasped at the words of her father-in-law. Almost the tray escaped his grasp.

After three bucks, Harris also felt her stomach rustle, feeling a strange sensation as her Papa said that. The most awkward situation the two have ever faced.

"The coffee, Pa," Kira put the coffee cup on the table, trying to act ordinary, as if not hearing their conversation just now.

But, Harris was sure, his wife heard his Papa's words just now. Seeing a red hue floating on his wife's cheeks and Kira not looking into his eyes straight away.

"Your coffee, Mas," Kira placed the coffee cup in the hand of her husband who was still looking at her, guiltily.

"Thank you, dear," Harris smiled clumsily, moreover, Kira only returned with an insincere smile, before passing from before the two.

"Surely he felt guilty, after hearing Papa's words," Harris thought as he sipped his wife's delicious steamed coffee second to none.

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This house is like having a party, whether there is a wind, Rio suddenly stopped by for breakfast at his brother's house. But, he did not expect, there was Uncle and Old Man Kira, here.

Johan even raised a piercing gaze when he remembered last night's incident. He knows exactly what the reason Rio came here is, other than to prove his point last night.

"Son Rio, sometime play to Daddy's house yes, as long as Dad's in the care there, Nak Rio's been helping us a lot" Dad said as they were enjoying a boisterous breakfast.

"Will Rio try, Uncle," Rio nodded politely. Johan and Rio threw glances at each other. The two often catch each other when they look at Kira.

"I told you, she's getting prettier, right?" Johan's gaze seemed to say that when he looked at Rio.

Kira who was unaware of the feelings of the two, only threw a warm smile. For Kira, Johan is her friend, and Rio is her husband's brother.

Harris realized Johan and Rio were paying attention to his wife, despite initially feeling burned but, here he had to show who the owner of the woman was. So, Harris deliberately spoiled and blatantly showed their concern and affection, in front of everyone.

Nina, ever since she sat down at the dinner table, other than being quiet and down, she did nothing, nor did she say a word. He hurriedly finished his breakfast, and invited the four boys who were still at the dinner table to play outside. Nina felt Harris's innocence would ruin the boys' minds. Also, avoid making out with the person who broke her heart, before even getting out of her lips.

Father and Mr. Dirga, feel happy because their children love each other. In their hearts they prayed for the lasting of their children's household. The two smiled watching Harris who was like a child. Father and Mr. Dirga chose to go to the backyard, seeing their grandchildren play, rather than seeing the ludicrous scene in front of them.

Mother and Viona are also getting closer, Viona now wants to join for breakfast together. Seeing Harris and Kira's affection, making Viona sober, Harris needed a woman who understood him. It's not the woman who gets him into trouble, like her. Harris and Viona are both less affectionate, and tend to attach importance to their individual egos. Meanwhile, Kira, she grows up in a complete and loving family, something Viona never gets. Viona sighed, letting go of the person we couldn't possibly have, though heavy, but for the good of it all. He will try to repair what has been damaged, re-stitch the wound that was scratched by the person he loved so much.

Unknowingly, Viona's tears melted, sliding down her smooth cheeks.

"Would you come with me to the kitchen? I need your help, a little bit," I brought her thumb and finger closer together, making a hole the size of a pinhole. Mother understood what Viona was feeling, her daughter-in-law was too much in front of them.

Viona smiled, and nodded, with a faint movement, she wiped away the clear traces of twirls on her cheeks.

Mother held Viona's hand, rubbing the round belly with the other hand. "Healthy in Mama's stomach, yes dear,"

Viona shrieked softly, as a kick tipped her stomach from inside. Suddenly, everyone looked at him at the same time.

"Well, you're strong, honey. It's Uti, honey. Don't make it hard for you, son," Mom stopped in front of Viona, rubbed the stomach again. And, of course, Viona roared feeling the happiness that flowed through her body. Mother's treatment, makes Viona feel that she has a family.

Kira even joined in tears when she saw this heartwarming scene. Without warning she hit her husband's body, and wept in his chest. Harris smiled proudly, to the two men in front of him, who were surly.

"Damn it, who put an onion here, anyway? Cave eyes watering, "Murm Johan who was engulfed to see the affection of his boss and should see the kindness of Mother Kira. He was crying about two mixed feelings.

"Snickly thugs," whispered Rio, he desperately held back his tears. Which is almost melted.

"Report," Johan hinted Rio to the front. "It could be a dead cave stiff in here."

The two of them stepped out of the dining room which felt blue. Leave two humans sitting on their laps, hugging each other in.

"Grotto babies every day look at the rich scenery, sometimes even worse," Johan said as they were both beside the car. Johan leaned his body on the body of the car that felt cold.

"Josec, Jo. But we can what? It's not funny, if we wrestle with brother?" Rio sighed, resignedly. Waving a white flag, and kneeling for the happiness of his brother and wife.

"Do you want more?" Johan pounded the end of Rio's shoe with the end of his shoe. "No," Johan pointed behind Rio with his chin.

Spontaneously, Rio turned his head, looking at the two people who were frowning each other, whether on purpose or not. Now, Rio understood what Johan was feeling. It hurts, like it's been punctured by thousands of needles. Grunting, like slashed sembilu.

"Gua salute the same kink lo, Jo," Rio patted Johan on the shoulder and stepped towards his car.

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