My Boss Is My Ex - Boyfriend
Chapter 14's
The clock was set at eleven p.m., when Radit and Mesya arrived at the hotel. The two separated at the door opposite the good night to be the last word before both closed the door.
Feeling tired from this long journey, Mesya dropped his body on a soft bed large enough for himself to occupy. For a while resting her body, Mesya woke up and opened her suitcase on the side of the bed, took the soft nightgown she had brought from home and went into the bathroom, soaking in warm water to reduce fatigue in his body.
Only thirty minutes of time Mesya spent cleaning his sticky and tired body, now Mesya was in a state of freshness, sit in front of the dressing table and start performing the obligatory rituals of women who want to have healthy and well-groomed skin.
“What's up, Dit?” mesya asked after sliding the green button on her phone screen.
“Again?” ask someone from across there with a voice so melodious in Mesya's hearing.
“Newly finished shower.” Answer Mesya.
“Hungry?”
“Lumayan anyway, why? Want to eat?”
Radit chuckled in his place. “Too blunt know not, Sya.”
“Lazy my pleasantries. Where do you want to eat? It was night, in the land of the people too,”
“Open the door, I'm in front of your room.”
Mesya turned off the phone without answering Radit again, immediately stepping towards the door to approach his boss. “If you're in front of the door to call, just knock aja very difficult!” gerutu Mesya opened the door. And sure enough there Radit was standing with his looks, raised a smile that seemed to make Mesya upset.
“Case,” Mesya opened the dark brown painted door a little wide, letting Radit into his room.
“Where, where to eat?” tanya Radit dropped her ass on the couch, followed by Mesya.
“Don't know, it's bad I came out too,” Mesya replied as she took the sofa cushion and placed it on the lap, then grabbed the remote lying on the table, turning on the television that the show turned out not Mesya understand.
“Sama if so, what else has been sitting together like this, I am more lazy to leave,” Radit reply blinked one eye flirtatious then shift his seat to be closer.
“Ya continues? I'm hungry, Dit?” scowling Mesya, he had thought that Radit would willingly come down to buy food for them.
“Yesterday you always hug me never tuh nanya like that,” cynical Mesya poking his lips, I never hugged, making Radit laugh to hear the innuendo of a beautiful woman who tonight looks very sexy in a bright red sleep dress made of soft which is only a thigh length. Unfortunately the part was covered in a sofa cushion, but Radit wanted to keep looking at him.
“I kangen, Sya,” objected Radit who responded to Mesya by rolling his eyeballs lazily.
“Berani really ngangenin fiancee people,” cibir Mesya.
“Yes it's okay dong, anyway in the end broke up too. I'm still curious, the reason why you guys suddenly broke up. You said he was too good for you to leave,” Radit changed his sitting position so sideways to fully be able to see the look on the face of the former.
Mesya did not immediately answer, the woman pulled away from Radit's embrace and straightened her seat.
“At first I thought like that. But not after seeing Aldrich playing with other women,” now Mesya lowered his head, playing his fingers on the pillow. It still hurts to remember the incident the other day where with his own eyes he witnessed how Aldrich sought satisfaction and gave satisfaction to other women.
All this time Mesya considered that men-it appreciates women, but it turns out the same. Passion cannot be controlled. Mesya is aware that it is his fault that he always resists whenever Aldrich starts to spiral out of control. But does it have to be like this? Lying for the reason of busy work, but in fact even busy with other women. In the end love always loses with satisfaction.
“I know men are indeed creatures that are difficult to resist passion, but what I cannot accept is the lie. All this time I believe he always said he was busy, making us rarely spend time together. In addition to that action I saw firsthand, disgusted me and chose to break up to end this relationship. I can't go on with Al, I can't continue this relationship, because I'm definitely going to keep thinking about their hot struggles. In the end I refused to touch.” Mesya's story ends with a wry smile.
“You don't believe that I'm an asshole?” radit asked after hearing the sad story of his betrayed ex-lover.
“Believe,” replied Mesya glancing at Radit with a faint smile on her lips. “I can't believe you're not an asshole. Germany is a free country. And I'm sure you must have followed the association, although I don't know the extent of your misery,” continued Mesya again turned his face towards the television that is still burning in front of him.
“Yes you are right,” Radit nodded confirming. “As a man who has just lost his love, I do not stay silent crying over it all. I need an impingement to divert all sorts of shadows about you, no matter how angry Papa was at the time. All I need to do is forget you so that I don't get back in front of you who must still be disappointed at that time,”
“Lucky my sanity wasn't taken away back then, so I didn't lose my smart brain. Behind the frustration and disappointment in Papa, I still hope to finish my studies quickly and return to Indonesia, meet you and apologize. Lucky you work at Papa's company so I don't have to bother looking for you,” the biggest smile on Radit's lips. “Do you believe that this is destiny?” ask Radit later.
“Destiny?” Radit nodded quickly
“Although the beginning of my arrival was made disappointed because it turns out you are already engaged, in the end you split up too. All this time Aldrich was just someone God sent to look after you and comfort you until I came back.”
Mesya tried to digest, and inwardly confirmed what Radit had said. All of this is a destiny God has planned. Although Aldrich was already his fiancee, in the end they parted ways and that was after his relationship with Radit improved, which made Mesya not feel too sad despite the betrayal that his fiancee gave him.
And maybe he can work in Radit's office as well as destiny. As a teenager, Mesya once said that he wanted to work in the same place as Radit. And it turns out his words were granted. Now he really works one place with the man though without intention and never again Mesya expected. But still fate brings together, making his ex as his boss. Luckily their separation was not due to third-person injuries, so there was no drama about revenge.
