My Boss Is My Ex - Boyfriend
Chapter 40's
An hour later Mesya arrived in front of the bar and immediately entered looking for the whereabouts of his best friend also Radit who became his goal to come to this place. Mesya's eyes widened as he looked at the end of the sofa there, his drunk girlfriend was surrounded by several women. Radit did not respond, but the man also did not feel angry even though the damned women loved Radit's body.
The furious messiah immediately walked over to them, his anger peaked, his jealousy could no longer be held back and his sense of regret increased. Radit was his, and he obviously wouldn't have had another woman touch him.
“That's all of you!” mesya said with a growl. Getting rid of the cheesy lady's naughty hands violently.
“What do you mean disturb our pleasure?” said one woman among the four other women, standing defiantly at Mesya who suddenly came.
“Lo want to have fun please, but don't be the same guy I am!” sentak Mesya does not like.
“Means lo him?” point the woman at Radit. “He came here alone, and besides he didn't feel bothered by me and my friends. Just so you know, we've been with him for two hours, suddenly you came to me as the girl? Haha, dream lo!” the woman pushed Mesya, making him take a few steps back. Mesya's anger is really going up now, he violently pushed the woman back to fall on the couch and hit two other friends. Pulling Radit who was about to re-enforce a drink in front of him, put away the hands of two other women who were still in Radit's hands.
“Radit we go home!”
Radit who was so drunk still did not according to what Mesya's invitation when his pleasure was disturbed, the man even pulled back Mesya until making Mesya's small body jerked and landed in Radit's lap.
“Do not get angry again, Sya,” he said softly, hugging tightly Mesya. Mesya who felt uncomfortable continued to rebel and tried to escape from Radit's embrace.
“Detach, Radit let's go home!”
“Don't go from me again, I beg you,” the rachas are even tighter hugging Mesya.
“Back or our relationship ends here?” sharp word Mesya full of threats. Radit who seemed to be aware, immediately looked at the face of the woman in his arms fixedly, afraid that he was mistaken. But the woman in front of him was indeed Mesya.
“You still want to be here?” Mesya repeated his question so that there was also no answer that the man gave. Radit just stared at him. “OK then let me go home alone.”
Mesya was about to get up to leave, but Radit's pull made him fall back on the man's lap. Radit sucked his face into the recess of Mesya's neck and his hands tightly hugged the slender body.
“Do not go again, Yes. I'm sorry if I'm wrong, but please don't leave me. I'd go crazy if I was really far away from you. Please, please, please marry me. Cherry is just my friend-”
“We go home.” Mesya quickly got up and pulled Radit out of the place, not caring that his lover was still about to speak.
Opening the passenger door, Mesya slightly pushed Radit in, Radit's staggering body which made him a little trouble what else with a much different body weight with Mesya overwhelmed him. Radit is still a little conscious, but still his body can be anytime. After fitting the seat belt, Mesya closed the door of his car and then turned towards the steering wheel, driving his car away from the parking lot of the club.
“Sya,” call Radit who again ignored the woman.
“Nih drink,” received mineral water given by the lover, Radit then drink it and go back into the car leaning his head and massaging the base of his nose, to slightly reduce the dizziness that strikes.
Mesya returned to drive his car, until less than thirty minutes later he arrived at Radit's residence. With the help of the security guard, Mesya brought Radit who was still limp to the man's room.
“Thank you sir,” Mesya said before the middle-aged man came out of Radit's room.
“Ngerepotin aja!” grunts Mesya who tried to lay his lover in the man's big bed. Opening the shoes that Radit was still wearing then Mesya came out of the room without saying anything, and it made Radit panic. Calling the woman was useless because her voice refused to come out, and even more sick when she forced it.
With a stagger, Radit came out of his room, down the stairs a little trouble, even several times almost make him fall if only not holding on to the ladder divider. Radit does not want his lover to leave again, so as much as possible at this time he will pursue his beloved woman, in order to stay.
“Where are you going, Radit?”
Looking at the direction of the sound, Radit heaved a sigh of relief, as soon as he found his lover walking over, with a tray filled with a glass of milk still billowing.
“I guess you go,”
“Do not be silly!”
Asking Radit to sit on the last step of the ladder, Mesya then gave a glass of warm milk to his lover so that the man immediately drank it, but Radit instead fell silent and looked at the glass without interest.
“Can drink milk directly from the source not?” the man asked, looking at Mesya.
“You want to drink milk directly from the source?” Mesya asked to be sure. Radit nodded with excitement.
“Emang you know where the cow pen is?”
“Ngapain you asked cow pen?” astonished Radit raised his eyebrows.
“Well, did you say you wanted to drink from the source? Tomorrow, Dit, now you drink it first. It's late at night, where is the cattle farm still open? You if drunk like weird.”
Radit gawked at hearing that. Is it true that her lover is this innocent? Shaking his head, Radit chose to gulp the milk given by Mesya, if only the dizziness and weight in his head did not suddenly attack, and he did not attack, it can be ascertained that Radit will immediately attract the woman and show her which source she means and wants.
