My Boss Is My Ex - Boyfriend
Chapter 26's
Mesya followed Radit's footsteps with annoyance and grumbling in his heart. swearing at his lover who casually dragged him away even though the food he spent he had not paid for. The address of his three friends was nagging later.
“Log in!”
Without denying Mesya got into Radit's car whose door was opened by his beloved man. seconds later his lover was sitting behind the wheel and drove his car away from the parking lot.
“We're not back at the office?” Mesya asked when he realized that the path the man took was not the direction to work. Deheman was the only answer and it made Mesya again grumble in his heart.
“Tas same phone I'm still on right-"
“Tuh in the back seat,” said Radit cut off Mesya's greeting. The beautiful woman who was still bending her face looked back, and it was true that her bag was already sitting sweetly in the back seat. There was nothing else that Mesya could argue with the man beside him finally he chose silence and leaned his head on the window.
“Down!”
Mesya snorted but still followed what his lover had ordered. He looked around and was in a restaurant he had never been to. Mesya received a helping hand from Radit who immediately took him step inside the five-star restaurant.
“Ngapain to here, Dit?” a silly question that even a three-year-old can answer.
“Mau bath, Sya.”
“Which name is to that restaurant to eat instead of shower,”
“Well that you know.” The short answer Radit gave made Mesya snort in annoyance.
“If not because I still love where I want to reverse the same guy whose annoying level is not also reduced from the first. If there is another guy that I love more I would have kicked Si Radit into another world.”
Either Mesya's grunts are tight or because Radit's hearing is so sharp because after that the man raised a sharp gaze. “By the way did you just?”
Mesya quickly shook his head. “I didn't say anything. Cepetan ah I'm hungry nih.”
Mesya pulled Radit's hand inside and sat down at the table that Radit had already ordered. That made Mesya wonder, when did the man make a reservation?
“Fusilli right?” mesya quickly nodded. Didn't expect that her once-departed lover still remembered her favorite food.
Finished recording the order of Mesya and Radit the servant resigned. While Mesya stared around the restaurant which was quite crowded visitors who can guess only the upper class who was in this place seen from the clothes and also how to chat people who were in the place these. Graceful and as if it does not care about the different circumstances around if you are in a cafe or other restaurants below, there must be a sound of laughter that is completely far from the word Anggun.
“Why bring me here?” Mesya asked as he was satisfied looking around him.
“By the way, why? You don't like it?”
Quickly Mesya shook his head. “Like to.”
After eating dessert, Radit invited his lover to go home to Mesya without returning to the office because the work is not too much today. For two days Mesya stayed at Radit's house because Rasti was on a business trip abroad for several weeks and entrusted Mesya to Radit to take care of him.
Radit follows Mesya into the house throwing his tired body onto the sofa and removing the tie and suit he wore from this morning while Mesya continues his steps towards the kitchen making him drink for himself and also Radite.
Mesya sat down next to his girlfriend after putting cold mineral water on the table. Radit immediately dropped his head on Mesya's narrow shoulder and hugged his lover from the side.
“Sya, marry yuk.”
Mesya was obviously surprised to hear his lover's invitation.
“Ni-marriage?”
Radit nodded, raising his head to look at Mesya's surprised face. “You don't want to marry me?”
“Yes would like to, but does it have to be this fast? We just started this relationship again, Dit can't we live like this first? Getting to know each other again.”
Inexplicably Radit feels that Mesya does not really love him because of the fact that he is always rejected when sending an invitation to get married, there are always doubts and also of course the lover was avoiding if it had discussed the issue of marriage even though Radit really wanted to make Mesya as his wife.
“May I know the real reason why you always refuse me to marry?” Radit released his embrace, looking seriously at the woman in front of him.
“Dit, I don't refuse!”
“Yes, but you always dodge. What is the reason, yes? Am I not good enough for you? Ok I admit that, I am not a good man, but it was Sya, because now I want to be a good man for you so I want to marry you ..”
“That's not the reason, Dit. I'm just not ready to get married yet,”
“Why? Is it because you still love your ex-fiance?” quickly Mesya shook his head, refusing to justify what his lover had said.
“I don't have that feeling at all anymore, Dit. Really am.
“Then what is the reason, Sya?” Radit began to raise his tone, frustrated.
“I don't know either,” great-grandson Mesya lowered his head. “I feel hesitant to step up to that level, Dit. I'm not ready. Really not ready.”
“What makes you doubt? You doubt me?” Mesya shook his head quickly. “Then what do you doubt?”
“I doubt myself, Dit. I'm afraid I can't be a good wife to you, I'm afraid I can't keep the integrity of our household later and I'm afraid the fate of my marriage is like Mother and Father,” Mesya said slowly.
Yes, that's what makes it difficult for Mesya to step up to marriage. He was too afraid to start it all because of the shadow of his parents when they divorced. Not only that, but there are also many images of a failed marriage that make Mesya more hesitant to step there. Mesya is not ready to face a betrayal because only a few months ago his former fiancee did that and until now the incident has not been forgotten.
