My Boss Is My Ex - Boyfriend

Chapter 37's

Tok .. tok.

Mesya woke up from his sleep as soon as he heard a knock on the door. Lazily he opened his eyes and sat on the bed still with laziness and consciousness that had not yet fully accumulated.

“Mesya, Son,"

“Iya aunt, Mesya is awake!” sahut Mesya with a voice that is still hoarse.

“Quick out yes, son we have dinner together,” said a voice from behind that door again. Mesya nodded knowing that the mother of his lover would not see.

Mesya turned to the clock attached to the wall, and it turns out that the clock is already showing at number eight. That meant he slept for so long he missed his lunch. His stomach was already rumbling.

First Mesya washed his face and changed into a more polite dress for dinner with the parents of his lover, could not be if he went out only using this sex sleep dress?

“Goodnight Om, Auntie,” greet Mesya as soon as it reaches the dining room where there already sits Frita and Tama.

“Night too, Son. Here sit down,” reply Prita smiled warmly.

Mesya smiled and nodded then sat down on the chair opposite to Radit's mother. Looking around, Mesya frowned. “Radit to where Auntie, Om?” ask Mesya curiously.

“Oh, Radit was out with Cherry.”

Deg.

Mesya's chest was instantly congested hearing that. His stomach that was originally rumbling was suddenly full. The food that was in front of him no longer made him tasteful.

“May Mesya know that Cherry is ready, Radit?” back Mesya asked, looking at the middle-aged couple seriously, asking for an explanation.

Tama who was about to answer the urung as soon as the voice of her son who came home and immediately sat beside Mesya with a sparkling face. Mesya tried not to turn his head at the man because honestly he was quite disappointed and angry at the man who became his lover. Mesya felt neglected all day because Radit actually prefers to have fun with the little woman compared to him.

Sighing heavily Mesya continued eating her in silence as well as the others.

“Nplus, Sya?” tawar Radit, which Mesya quickly refused.

“I'm full.”

“Tumben really ate it?” astonished Radit raised his eyebrows.

“Again napsu.” Mesya answered briefly. The two middle-aged looked at the two young people alternately with frowns.

“Om, Aunt, Mesya said goodbye to the room first yes, forgot to have time to inform Mother at home,” lied Mesya to immediately go from there. Tama and Frita just nodded in permission while Radit tried to prevent it, but the woman ignored him altogether making the man raise his eyebrows confused.

“You're dating again same Mesya , Dit?” the father asked and it distracted Radit.

“Yes, and my intention here is to ask for your blessing to marry Mesya as soon as possible.” Radit said with a serious face.

“We're just friends. Not more!” radit replied.

“Aren't you the same she loves each other?” frita confuses her because that's what she's known and seen all along. His son and the girl who became his neighbor while in this country liked each other. And because Cherry also Radit stopped drinking and thinking about Mesya at that time.

“Only Radit ever said that Radit likes Cherry? Asal Papa and Mama know that even today Radit still loves Mesya and until anytime Radit just wants Mesya. Enough Five years ago Papa and Mama made Radit part with him, but not for now.”

“Dit, you clearly know what our reason pin-”

“Yes because Papa has another wife here, and Radit is disappointed about that! Mama also does not want to act decisively against what Papa did, Mama just resigned, and Radit hates it!” cut Radit fast.

“But now Papa you have no other wife, son, that woman is no more!”

“Indeed .. but unfortunately Radit's disappointment with you is still there until this second.”

After saying that Radit got up from his seat leaving his parents too without any intention of finishing his food that was still half left in his plate.

Radit went up to his upstairs room, slammed the door a little and screamed in annoyance, dampening his anger at his parents. Until now Radit still does not believe, his family is harmonious and always romantic turns out to have secrets and pain each. Five years ago, the secret was revealed, where the fact that his father had another wife and his mother who harbored her own pain had to be accepted Radit.

Radit was angry because the father who became his role model actually betrayed the mother. But Radit was also disappointed in the mother who chose to hang out with a man who had clearly hurt her what else her mother always defended and was good at her own husband's affair. And because of their problems, they also had to do with Mesya when it had to end in force.

If he knew that the reason for his move was that, maybe since then Radit also chose to live alone in Indonesia and did not have to make him break up with Mesya. Radit hates that fact. Although now the woman who became his father's young wife was dead, still his disappointment and anger could not disappear so quickly.

Flushing his body under the cold water that was taken out of the shower, Radit restored his hair firmly, as if he wanted to take his load and throw it as far as possible.

In the middle of his bathing activity, Radit remembered Mesya, the strangeness of the woman during the meal that had suddenly gone to make Radit quickly finish his bath, and hurried to get dressed and went to Mesya in the guest room downstairs. Radit knew her lover must be angry because he ignored her all day. Blame Radit who was even preoccupied with giving up longing with his beloved friend.

The door lever of the room was Radit press, but unfortunately because it turns out the door is locked. Trying to knock while calling the occupant of the room many times without any advice from within made Radit upset himself.

“Sya, unlock it, Sya,” call Radit still by continuing to knock the whitewashed door.

“Engineering, open the door, I know you haven't slept yet. Mesya open or I break down right now!” shouted Radit with increasingly thinning patience.

Inside the room Mesya still survives in his position staring out through the window, enjoying the gusts of night wind that blows through the window that Mesya accidentally opened. Ignoring Radit's cry was also pounding on the door. Bodo period with the threat of Radit that will break the door, after all this is the home of his parents, whatever the man will do despite breaking the wall even once.

“Why not open the door?” Mesya looked back where the sound came from.

“That you opened yourself,” replied Mesya cuek and looked back out the window. Not caring for Radit who had held back the anger behind him.

“You angry?” tanya Radit approached Mesya who was sitting in front of the window. There is no answer from the woman, making Radit convinced that the lover is angry.

“Cherry is just my friend, nothing more. We've been close for the last three years, but we both agreed that we were just friends, that he knew about you because I told him so much. Cherry was my friend who helped me out of my promiscuity that almost made me more broken. He who accompanies me when I am in a slump, he who has always been the place where I groan during this time. And only he understands me here.”

Hearing Radit's explanation in fact does not make Mesya relieved. But even more make it crowded. Yeah, who wouldn't get sick when the man who was your lover told me about another woman. The purpose is to explain so that there are no misunderstandings, but do not think that the fact is enough to make Mesya slapped with the fact that it is the woman who is the place where her lover shares and the woman is also the place to complain. Then what is the point of Mesya as a lover?