My Boss Is My Ex - Boyfriend

Chapter 13

Early in the morning Radit was sitting in his room, reading one by one the files that were piled up on his desk and then affixing the signatures, he said, but not all of the pile of files escaped because many also made Radit clucked upset, not satisfied with the results of his employees.

Tok .. tok.

“Log.”

In the midst of his busy life Radit stopped his work for a moment when he saw who came to his room early in the morning like this. The man's sweet smile was given as a beautiful female figure stepped in with a cup in her hand that she could guess was coffee, clearly smelling from the aroma.

“Good morning Mr. Boss,” greet Mesya throw a smile at the man who was sitting smiling in his big chair.

“Morning is also beautiful,” countered Radit blinking his flirtatious eyes.

“Udah busy like early in the morning like gini?” asked Mesya after putting the cup he was carrying. Radit replied with a smile and a small nod.

“What is my schedule today?” Radith asked.

Mesya opened a small note that he was carrying before entering the boss' room, reading out one by one the handsome man's schedule very clearly and without missing a single one.

“Ticket have you ordered?” radit asked as Mesya finished reading his schedule today.

“Not sir, I will just order it at this time,” replied Mesya who has started to turn formal.

“Order two tickets and you go home, prepare for our departure.” Radit said that made Mesya raise his eyebrows confused.

“Meanour?”

“You came with me to Japan, Bara can not come because I was assigned to Singapore.” Mesya widened his eyes, six months became a secretary of a big boss and only this time he was invited abroad to accompany the boss' business trip. Usually Bara, Radit's personal assistant will accompany the man.

“Why bengong?” ask Radit who saw the inertia of his secretary.

Mesya. “Yakin Pak take me?” ask Mesya in disbelief.

“Yes, continue I have to bring who else if not you?” rolling his eyes lazily Radit looked at Mesya who was still standing in his place. “Home home, get ready, all of you prepare my needs as well, after I finish our meeting we go straight to the airport. Do you understand Mesya?” radit stressed his last words. Mesya hurriedly nodded and retreated. Grabbing his bag on his desk and turning off the computer a few minutes ago, he turned it on and rushed back home.

“Loh, really, you're home again, sister?” asked Rasti who was sitting relaxed in the grand room while watching television.

“Sya want to be ready, Bun, invited to Japan with Radit,” Mesya replied while sitting next to the mother.

“Ngapain? How many days?”

“There is a business trip, Bun. Only three days.” Rasti nodded in understanding.

“Ya already, you are ready soon. Don't forget to tell Aldrich, ask permission from him,” Rasti told his daughter. Mesya grimaced, sat back down and looked at the mother.

“Actually ended the relationship with Aldrich, Bun. Sorry,” Rasti was of course surprised to hear his son's confession. His forehead shriveled, clearly looking confused and like there was a question mark there. Even the understanding Mesya, exhaled his breath first before explaining everything that happened the other day.

Rasti's shock increased, which immediately hugged his first child to give strength. As a mother, Rasti knew that there was an invisible wound that her son felt even though no tears were shed.

“Bunda need not worry, Sya has received it with a chest roomy. At least with the incident made Sya know that it is not Aldrich soul mate that God prepared for Sya,” Mesya gave a sweet smile to the mother, saying through the smile that she was fine.

Rasti smiled back then stroked the top of the princess's head. “Let Mommy talk to your Dad later, so that he no longer asks about your marriage.” Mesya nodded and did not forget to say thank you before going upstairs where his room was.

Finished putting some clothes and make up and other necessities into a small suitcase, Mesya immediately out of the room, say goodbye to the mother and board her car to immediately go to Radit's house and prepare the needs of the man.

Riana, the housekeeper at Radit's house had asked for his arrival, a few minutes they were stale then Mesya went up to Radit's room, grabbed a black suitcase that is not too big then put some shirts, pants material, and then he went, suits, also ties and other needs that must be needed. Not to forget also the passport he put in the handbag he carried.

The departure of the plane that will be their transportation to Japan at three in the afternoon, so there is still time for them to have lunch first, considering this has just arrived at lunch time.

The sound of a car engine that was very Mesya hapal heard stopped in front of convincing Mesya that the owner of the house was coming. And his guess was justified by the presence of Radit who immediately sat himself on the dining table chair, sipping a glass of water available there.

“You cook what?” radit asked the woman who was slicing onions.

“Ayam kecap,” Mesya briefly replied without turning to the other person.

No more chatter, Mesya was busy with his cooking and Radit who was still sitting in his original place, was already preoccupied with the work on the tablet that was in his hands.

After her cooking matures, Mesya arranges at the dinner table and it manages to distract Radit from his job. The man's eyes sparkled as the soy sauce chicken that was still showing smoke billowed as well as the potato parchment and the kale chalice were in front of him. That simple home-cooked meal managed to arouse Radit's hunger.

Mesya took the plate in front of Radit, filled it with rice and side dishes available and then gave it to the man, after which Mesya filled his own plate.

“Since when the hell can you cook, Yes? I still remember when you used to boro-boro cook beginian, fried eggs aja gosong,” said Radit recalled.

“Since the same fiance Aldrich,” replied Mesya sober.

“If I didn't go, maybe I still have you until now.”

The mouthful that was about to enter Mesya's mouth stopped with Radit's slow words. The look of a smile from the lips of the man in front of her made Mesya involuntarily develop a smile.

Without replying to what Radit said, Mesya again feed his food to the toilet, sipping water that he had originally poured and rose from his seat to put the dirty dishes they used to wear in the sink.

“Depart now yuk, Dit. The road is jammed afraid we will be late.” Radit nodded and got up from his seat.

Previously he approached his housekeeper telling him not to have to come these three days, as long as he was not home.

Afterward Radit approached Mesya who was sitting on the sofa, grabbed a black suitcase that was believed to be his and took it out of the house followed by Mesya from behind.

“My suitcase is in the trunk, Dit,” Mesya said as the man stuffed his suitcase into the trunk of the car used to drive them to the airport. Mr. Danang, it was Radit's driver who delivered them.

The streets were quite jammed this afternoon considering that it was lunchtime now. The distance between Radit's house and the airport is quite far and it takes up to an hour or more even nearly two hours.

Mr. Danang helped pick up Mesya and Radit's suitcase and drove it to the airport and after that the middle-aged man resigned.

Radit and Mesya are already sitting in the seats in the plane to secure their respective positions so as not to feel tired with air travel that takes seven hours. The plane had just taken off and was now in a bag of clear skies in the afternoon today. Radit turned his head towards the girl sitting beside him, grasping the tiny hand and carrying it to his cheek.

“Udah permission with your fiancee?” ask Radit without staring at the one being spoken to.

“I do not have a fiancee,” Mesya's answer managed to divert Radit who was originally staring towards the front. The frown on his forehead poked and the questioning gaze was clearly visible. Mesya smiled slightly then stroked the face of the man beside him with his thumb before turning his face back forward.

“My relationship has ended with Aldrich,” continued Mesya in a slow voice. Radit pulled the beautiful face to look at him, looking for lies in both eyes of the Mesya almond that he unfortunately did not get. There are sad and disappointed people there.

“Why?” tanya Radit was really curious, he was afraid of the separation that Mesya experienced because of his actions. Despite Mesya's weight, Radit still does not want to be the reason for the woman's happiness.

“There is no match,” Mesya replied lying. There was no way he would tell the man the truth because Mesya could already guess what Radit would do next if he knew what happened.

“I don't know if I should be happy or sad to hear this,” said Radit making Mesya frown. “What relationship did you part because of me?” ask Radit.

Mesya chuckled amusedly, took his hand off the handsome face then replied, “have confidence you Mr CEO!” Mesya rolled his eyeballs. “My relationship is the same at the end because there is indeed something that requires us to separate. Nothing to do with you.” Mesya continued still in his gelatinous laughter, while Radit scratched his nape misbehaved.