My Boss Is My Ex - Boyfriend

Chapter 18's

Radit asked the driver to take Mesya to his house first even though he really wanted to take the woman home together, but after getting off the plane, Rasti called and asked for his daughter's return, plus saw the tired face of Mesya so noticeable that Radit finally relented and kept his wish.

Arriving at the Mesya residence, Radit came down with the woman, carrying Mesya's suitcase in the trunk. His eyes looked around, looking at his housing complex first, and his gaze stopped right at the house he used to live in with his master. Radit gave a small smile as he recalled that in the house there were so many beautiful memories that he used to do with little Mesya to teenagers.

Following Mesya's steps into the house with a pounding in the chest that suddenly increased his rhythm, when he used to be ordinary when he went in and out of this house, met with Rasti also Rama, who was also, for some reason, he felt uneasy now.

“Engineering home.” The word came out when Mesya's main door opened. The house is quiet, just like always.

Mesya's small steps get into the house, followed by Radit's steps pulling the girl's suitcase. Rasti who came out of the kitchen smiled when he saw the presence of his son and immediately rushed to hug his first daughter with a lot of affection. Radit smiled slightly looking at the scene in front of him.

Aware of the existence of others Rasti released his embrace, staring to the side and surprised as his eyes found a handsome face that he felt familiar with. Rasti's eyes squeaked, before a screech he let out.

“Radit?” asked in disbelief, Radit nodded with a friendly smile and shook the middle-aged woman's back hand and then hugged her warmly. Ratih's embrace is still as warm as ever, the embrace of a mother who so Radit misses.

“Mother's News how?” radit asked as he let go of his embrace.

“Down good, Son. What about you? Mother did not expect to see you again. Already grown up now you, Dit more handsome.” Praise Rasti who was smiled back by Radit.

“Radit is also good Mother,” replied Radit. Rasti nodded still did not remove her smile because she was happy to be able to meet again with a man who she had considered like her own child. Didn't think that his little boy who was always spoiled for her had now grown up with good looks that made him pangling.

“More cooking, you have lunch here huh, son?” tawar Rasti who is embraced by Radit with joy.

“Yes already, you rest first, Mother wants to continue cooking, later if it is finished Mother calls you.” Radit and Mesya nodded simultaneously and allowed Rasti to return to the kitchen. Afterwards Mesya invites Radit to go up to follow him.

Looking around, Radit smiled when he found this house was still the same as before, not much changed even though there were some strangers in his vision. Some frames are attached, showing the beautiful face of Mesya at graduation. But one photo that makes Radit harden his jaw where there is clearly a fairly large frame featuring a portrait of Mesya with a man who Radit clearly knows that it is his former fiancee.

Just arriving in the middle of the stairs Radit pulled Mesya's hand slowly so that the woman stopped her steps. “That's why it hasn't been released?” radit asked in a dislike tone.

Mesya smiled then replied, “not had time.”

A snort was heard coming out of Radit's lips which then walked first leaving Mesya with a feeling of annoyance, entering into the girl's room even though the owner was still where he had left her. Only a small ring that became Mesya's response to the jealous behavior of his lover.

Closing the door slowly Mesya entered into his room, seen there Radit stood, researching every inch of the room nuanced purple white that looks neat even in filled with various kinds of dolls. Starting from keropi, panda, bear, doraemon, coni, panda, until rilakuma all there neatly arranged in the glass cabinet and there are also placed on the bed and on the floor covered with fur carpet, neatly arranged with large-sized dolls.

“The room is still the same, children's room.” An amused oddity came out of Radit's mouth.

“Yes, when I dumped the dolls, right baby. Everything is stored with the giver happy memories.” Mesya smiled a little. Radit who saw that came smiling remembered that he really liked giving the girl a doll. From the smallest to the largest.

Radit used to keep his pocket money just to buy a doll for him to give to Mesya. Although actually Mesya not too fond of the funny stuff, but because Radit always just give it with sweet inevitably make Mesya have to collect and like it all.

“I still remember this doll that I first loved when we were playing swing in the complex park if not wrong we are still seven years old. You immediately throw this doll and scream, saying that you don't like dolls and angry with me.” Radit laughed remembering all that and so did Mesya.

“Yes you also already know I don't like dolls even you love!” Mesya scowled angrily considering the incident, where Radit even deliberately continued to buy him the fluffy object.

Radit placed Mesya's small suitcase, which he was holding, to the side of the closet, then walked to the window and opened it, looking across from where it used to be his room. Smiling as the trajectory of memories used to come to his mind. Radit smiled as memories of him expressing feelings for Mesya by shouting loudly enough from his room.

“Sya you know not?” radit asked the beautiful girl who was across the window from his room.

“Gue don't know, Ditkan lo haven't told you.” Plain answers are a little annoying at Radit's hearing.

“Gue likes you, Sya,” Radit said in the same voice, not loud but also not slow. Mesya was silent before then a small smile rose but he quickly hid it.

“Lo said what, Dit, I didn't hear,” Mesya said to a handsome teenager his age.

“Gue likes the same lo,” reload Radit a little harder.

“What the hell, Radit! The loud dong said, I can not hear you say what,” Mesya reply whose voice was deliberately hardened. In his heart he chuckled at the grunt on Radit's lip movements.

“GUE LIKES LO, MESYA. YOU WANT TO BE MY GIRLFRIEND?” Mesya was surprised to hear the booming scream, even Rasti to enter his room was just as surprised, some neighbors whose houses were close together or accidentally passed by also heard it clearly. Mesya embarrassed, but not with men who were anxiously waiting for the answer of the beautiful woman.

Mesya turned to the Mother, asking for her consent. Until a nod Mesya gave made the man who was on the other side say the word hurrah quite loudly, closing the window also curtains that make Mesya frown confused. Not to mention the confusion of the man had barged into the room with a large teddy bear in his hand.

“Once again I want to be sure, Yes. Do you want to be my girlfriend?” ask Radit. His eyes stared right at the eyes of the beautiful female almond in front of him, staring with eyes filled with seriousness over his words. Mesya suddenly deg-degan, as well as Rasti who was still standing between the two teenagers.

“Yes, I want to be your girlfriend, Dit.” Mesya's answer that was full of seriousness also made Radit's smile develop perfectly, the reflex of throwing any doll he carried and hugging Mesya tightly. Clearly Mesya was surprised by the sudden embrace, in contrast to Rasti who has now widened his smile, happy with the happiness of his two favorite teenagers.

“Don't long his embrace, not muhrim.” Rasti pulls Radit's arm around Mesya's body. Making the teenage boy frown, but a few seconds later a brief kiss on Mesya's right cheek then ran away before getting a tantrum from Rasti.

Radit. “Nothing,” answered briefly while walking towards Mesya. A brief peck of her slightly thick lips then threw her body on the soft bed of Mesya's.

“Here, Yank,” Radit said as he patted the bed, asking the girl to lie down next to him. Mesya first draped the small towel he had just used to dry his face where it should be, then stepped slowly towards the place the lover pointed to. Just as his butt landed, Radit had already quickly pulled his body to lie down. The shocked Mesya landed a pinch on the man's arm and then snorted in annoyance.

“Hobbies are like pinch-chips me,” Goda Radit. Mesya grunted and turned his back to the annoying man he loved. Circling his hands around Mesya's slender waist from behind then pulling him up until there was no longer any distance between them, Radit called for his head on Mesya's neck whose back was exposed due to the woman's long hair being tied up. Landing a small kiss that made Mesya shudder and held back the sound that was about to come out.

“Geli Radit!” jolt Mesya upset, Radit just chuckles little not feeling guilty.

“Diam baby, I'm tired, want to rest. Leave it like this for my sleep.” Radit whispered right in Mesya's ear as the beautiful woman was about to put away her circular hand.

Mesya stopped his movements, letting the man embrace him. After all, Mesya did not want to be hypocritical, that he was comfortable in a position like this. Before long regular breaths sounded from behind him, making Mesya sure that his lover was asleep.

Whether because tired or indeed a warm and comfortable embrace Radit makes Mesya's eyes feel heavy. Vaguely the voice of Rasti calling for lunch rang out, but because it was too lazy and difficult to open his eyes made Mesya choose to fall asleep even though in unconsciousness Mesya's ears can still hear the sound of the door opening and a few seconds later back closed.

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Mesya blinked his eyes several times until his eyes opened perfectly. Still in consciousness that has not fully recovered, Mesya looked around his room, outside the window the day had begun to dark Mesya just realized that he was asleep for that long.

When he was about to get up to change his position to sit, his movement stopped once he felt something heavy coiling on his stomach. Her memory goes back to a few hours ago where Radit who pulled her was lying on the bed. The smile on Mesya's lips puffed up then looked slightly towards the back of his back. Radit was still there in a position facing his back and a face grinning at his neck.

With a slow movement he turned to face a handsome man with pliable eyelashes, a runny nose and thin lips. His slightly long black hair covered the man's forehead. Out of nowhere, Mesya stretched out his hand, gently stroking Radit's firm jaw until the owner moved distractedly.

Elusan Mesya rises, obscuring every inch of Radit's perfectly sculpted face. Feeling the disturbance again, Radit finally opened his eyes slowly until his gaze was locked on the almond bead of the lover who was smiling at him.

Radit pulled Mesya's body closer to him so that there was no longer any distance between them, fused his lips and Mesya's lips and then smeared *tnya softly. Radit had always felt a tremendous amount of turmoil as their lips touched, a feeling he could not describe with words.

Mesya's hand on the man's chest squeezed the shirt Radit wore, not when the kiss deepened. A sense of heat began to spread in Radit's body which now began to sweat. Her body was asking for more than a kiss. However, Radit was still conscious enough not to indulge his lust. He did not want to tarnish his beloved woman even though honestly he really wanted to do that right now.

Aware of his lust is getting at the top, Radit quickly release his lips because he does not want to until the right thing happens. The breaths both hunted and greedily inhaled oxygen. Radit can see the disappointed look from the almond's eyes, he is aware of what the lover wants. It was inevitable because they were indeed two adults with passionate desires asking for release.

“Sorry dear, I do not want kebablasan,” said Radit with a sorry tone, my gaze is not much different from Mesya. Radit kissed the two female eyes in front of him alternately, then down to the nose, both cheeks and ended up on the lips a little thick, just sticking, but long enough the chewy thing touched.

After washing his face, Mesya also Radit down when dinner time arrived. With Mesya's hand in hand, Radit walked into the kitchen which was still very clear he remembered where it was located. Rasti smiled at the arrival of the two people he had been waiting for since lunch.

“That's really well, yes, the sleep?” rasti asked only a stale base on the two people who had not yet released their hands.

“Iya Mommy, I'm so tired of falling asleep. Sorry to not nemenin Mommy lunch,” regret Mesya who responded to the nod also a warm smile.

“Iya Mommy knows you are tired, so Mommy justin you rest. I did not expect it until this afternoon. Very comfortable like sleeping with a hug,” the seductive tone of speech that Rasti lay making Mesya's face red as well as Radit.

“Have not been shy about it, Mommy knows you are adults now. Here sit down, eat a lot, Mommy sure you are hungry, what else had missed lunch.” The two people nodded and obeyed Rasti's words.

Mesya took the empty plate that was in front of Radit, filled it with complete rice with his side dish then gave it to the handsome man sitting next to him. Radit accepted with a fluffy smile on his lips and did not forget to say a word of thanks.

Dinner this time feels different for Radit who usually always eat dinner alone or with his friends and even business colleagues. This dinner was warm and reminded Radit of his family in Germany. Before giving full corporate responsibility to Radit his father said that the middle-aged man wanted to spend his old age with his wife in the country where his grandfather was born. Radit could not resist because however his parents needed comfort in his old age.

After dinner, Radit and Rasti chat for a while about how his family is doing, until the time shows Radit saying goodbye to go home.

Mesya drove his lover to the front where Radit's car was parked, the driver who was still cool chatting in the security guard post immediately approached Radit, opened the car and entered first.

“Tomorrow you don't leave before I pick up.” Mesya nodded at the lover, and Mesya's car was in the man's house so there was no reason for Mesya to refuse.

“You be careful in the way, let me know if you have arrived,” Mesya's message which is then taken by the handsome man.

Before entering the car, Radit took the time to kiss the forehead and also the lips of the lover, after which just boarded his car.

Mesya waved and gave her sweet smile until the car carrying Radit was no longer visible. Mesya set foot back into the house while locking the door. Rasti was still sitting in the middle room with the state of the television is not on.

“Mother not asleep?” tanya Mesya sat beside Rasti. The middle-aged woman shook her head slowly while displaying a warm smile typical of a mother.

“Pending you, want an interrogation about your relationship with Radit,” said Rasti who had turned her gaze on the first princess, staring curiously.

“You're dating Radit again, sister?” rasti guessed. Mesya nodded slowly, confirming. The smile on Rasti's lips puffed up perfectly.

“Mother has guessed. Indeed, the soul mate will not go anywhere, as long as you are far apart, if indeed the soul mate will definitely return. Your status even though it has become another male fiancee, but see if indeed you are not a matchmaker still any tight relationship will also easily be released.” Mesya nodded confirming the Mother's words