My Boss Is My Ex - Boyfriend

Chapters 10

A month passed since that night Radit completely ignored Mesya and spoke only as necessary as it was about work, his face was always flat and cold. Mesya was actually relieved by that, but the corner of his heart felt a tightness as he looked at Radit who was as if he did not know him.

This month they really work professionally greeting only when the man asked his schedule also when asking to make coffee the rest Radit more locked himself in his room struggling with work or spending all day outside the office with his friends who are also in the same business.

Initially Mesya felt ordinary but over time the sense of loss began to feel when Mesya some time ago this is what he wanted, but now Mesya just misses the man.

At this usual lunch hour with Rena, Rini and Mona, Mesya was in the cafe across from the office. If usually Mesya will eat voraciously but not with today.beautiful woman with a fairly relaxed office suit it just stir spaghetti in front of him until it is no longer shaped. The three friends had asked the beautiful woman, but Mesya only answered with a slit and said that he was fine.

At five o'clock in the afternoon Mesya was ready to go home, as his work was done and the boss was not in his room. Finished tidying his desk Mesya out of his room walked towards the elevator and massaged the arrow down, waiting for the iron door to open.

A few seconds waiting for the elevator door to open, but Mesya was surprised by the presence of Radit in there. The cold gaze of the handsome man was immediately fixed on Mesya who was standing in his place. Mesya could see clearly the dark circles under Radit's eyes as well as his handsome face that now looks tangled, making Mesya grimace and want to touch that face, make sure that the boss and his ex are okay.

Radit stepped out, passing through Mesya who was still standing rigidly in front of the elevator. But Mesya quickly turned his head as the sound of the shoes colliding with the floor grew more and more distant, his tears just dripping down as he looked at the usually strapping back that was slightly down, lethargic. Ignoring the elevator doors, Mesya finally decided to run up to Radit and hug him from behind. To be honest, Mesya was not able to, he could not constantly ignore his feelings, torturing his heart and mind. He misses his Didit.

Radit's steps are held back by Mesya's sudden embrace, making his body stiffen, surprised, but quickly tried to be ordinary.Not at all Radit intends to turn his body, but not at all, nor was it to release Mesya's tiny arms coiled around her stomach. Radit just wants to know what the purpose of the woman is doing this. Radit did not want to quickly conclude, because he was still afraid of being disappointed with reality that did not match expectations.

“Sorry I Dit, I don't know if all this will make you disappointed,”

It was clear that Mesya's stuffing was also wet in Radit's shirt on the back where the woman's head was attached to her back. There was a warm and happy feeling that rippled in Radit's heart, but he quickly tepis when he remembered that the woman who was hugging him was already tied to another man. Radit just doesn't want to hope to get back at this beautiful woman and make himself sick.

“So I saw your fiancee was waiting below, you better go home.” Mesya's cries stopped when he heard the cold tone Radit blurted out, there was sadness and disappointment when his apology was not ignored by the man, but his Didit was never like this, however angry the man would immediately forgive if Mesya had shed tears. But now the man did not seem to care, but Mesya quickly realized that everything had changed.

Slowly Mesya's embrace loosened, his eyes wistfully glaring at Radit's back which began to break free, continuing his steps towards his room without even turning towards Mesya. Making the tears of the woman flowed profusely with sobs of sadness. Not expecting that Radit will ignore him even though Mesya has ventured and intends to improve their relationship, but the response given by the man is not in accordance with what he expected. Sick, but Mesya can not do anything for now.he understands the disappointment that his former lover felt, because when the man decided to leave Mesya also felt the same disappointment.

Mesya wiped his tears violently, once again staring at the strapping back of Radit who was walking further and further away until the man disappeared behind the door of his room. Mesya lethargicly turned around and stepped towards the lift back. With a bow he entered into the iron box. His mind wanders in a time when they are still together, starting with friendship and continuing with a relationship called courtship, until Radit decides to leave and Mesya tries to forget by accepting other men. Not expecting that it turns out that the man who he considers heart, returned with feelings that are still stored.

A few minutes later the elevator stopped and the door opened in the lobby, from a distance of approximately five meters Mesya was able to see the whereabouts of Aldrich sitting while playing his phone. Pulling and breathing first Mesya tried to develop his smile as usual, after feeling a little better then he stepped over to the fiancee, and then he walked over to the fiancee, hoping that the handsome man was unaware of his current chaotic condition.

“Sorry for a long time,” said Mesya when he was in front of the man. Aldrich quickly put his phone in his pants pocket. The suit that the man was wearing had been torn off and he was put in his hand. Rise up from his seat while giving a handsome smile as usual. One kiss Aldrich gave Mesya's forehead and then took the woman out of the lobby to the parking lot where his car was.

“Have so much as it?” aldrich asked when they had just boarded the car. Mesya smiled slightly and nodded.

“My work was quite a lot earlier,” Mesya replied lying. Aldrich's outstretched hand damaged Mesya's hair fondly.

“Yes already, I directly take you home aja yes, let you rest,” said Aldrich, the man's hand clasped Mesya's arm and kept above his thighs occasionally he gave a kiss even though his gaze was focused on the road ahead.

Mesya only answered with a small nod and leaned his head against the window staring to the side watching the crowded streets and the darkening sky. Now it is not only about Radit being his thoughts, but also that he feels guilty for the man beside him, for these two years the man became his lover. Yet it was defeated by men from the past who had clearly abandoned it.

Honestly, Mesya did love this man who became his fiancee but he did not know that his love for Radit was greater to be able to shift the position of Aldrich who had been good and understanding, as well as understanding, men who are always there and tirelessly wait even though many times Mesya gave a blatant rejection.

“Honey, it has arrived,” said Aldrich resuscitated Mesya from his daydream. The beautiful woman looked around, then opened the car door followed by Aldrich.

“I can't stop by, have to go back to the office because there's a job I have to finish today.” Mesya looked at the man in front of him with furrowed brows.

“If there's still work why pick me up everything, Al. I can take a taxi,” Mesya said not feeling good.

“Nothing dear, I also want to meet you, kangen. I went back to the office, yes, you took a break.” Mesya nodded letting the man back into his car. A wave of Mesya's hand was given until the black sedan drove away.

Mesya's lethargic steps led him into the house that only he and Rasti lived in. The middle-aged woman who still looked beautiful was sitting on the sofa changing television broadcasts. Aware of the return of the princess, Rasti immediately got up and approached her first child who looked moody.

“You why brother?” ask wonder Rasti. Mesya shook his head slowly and then gave a thin smile to the mother.

“Same news Mother, same fight Aldrich?” again, I don't want to give up. Mesya shook his head. Rasti brought her son to sit on the sofa. Rasti knows enough how his children, including Mesya, are always with him.

“Mother knows you have another problem, Brother. Same story, Mother, baby. Who knows, you can help. Do not bear your own burden, here Mother is there to hear your complaints,” Rasti's soft speech is able to make Mesya's heart move.

“Radit back, Bun,” said Mesya slowly, but still able to be heard clearly by Rasti who had scrunched his forehead, until then a hug he gave to the beloved princess. I understand how her daughter feels now.

“Where did you meet him?” tanya Rasti is still in a state of hugging her son who has begun to sob.

“Radit boss I'm in the office, he came back almost three months ago.”

“Kok can, why are you new to the story now? How's he doing, does he recognize you?” Mesya nodded mENG’iya’a all the questions her mother gave her.

“Even he had approached Sya,” a very thin smile Mesya gave accompanying his sentence. “A month ago, Sya went to the birthday show that night with Radit and happened to Al was also there, Sya knew them both and since then Radit began to move away. At first it was a desire, Sya, but over time why did not she even accept if Radit away? Sya's heart ached, Bun,” the pain Mesya showed to Rasti, unable to continue to keep this burden and confusion on his own.

Rasti hugged her daughter even more, patting her softly on the back that was shaking from the crying, trying to calm down. As a parent who has also experienced youth, Rasti understands how her child feels. As a mother she felt the same sadness, because however she knew Mesya's mess when he was left by the man.

“Aldrich already knows that Radit is someone who used to make you continue to reject him?” Mesya.

“Sya, do not dare say, Bun, because Sya knows, Al will not like and definitely tell Sya to stop working. I'm comfortable with my job now.” Again Rasti nodded in understanding, then broke his embrace, wiping away the still dripping tears drenching the thin cheeks of her beautiful daughter.

“Follow your heart, yes, Son. You're an adult, it's time to make your own choices. Your mother will support whatever your decision is. If you're ready to talk to Aldrich, he has the right to know.”

Mesya did not immediately answer, because he was too confused how to explain to his fiancee about Radit. More confused with his own feelings that are now even branched. Mesya is not ready to disappoint Aldrich, and he is also not ready to be disappointed with his decision later. Because Radit and Aldrich are both meaningful and equally loved. Mesya did not want to lose one, did not want to let go of one of the two men, but it was clear that he could not have both. But to lose both of them was not what Mesya wanted.