My Boss Is My Ex - Boyfriend

Chapter 41's

As soon as he woke up from his sleep, Radit looked around looking for the whereabouts of someone who had been with him since last night. Radit's face turned frantic so as not to find the existence of Mesya in the room and bathroom. Radit immediately ran downstairs, and searched all over his house, but neither did Mesya. Only the breakfast menu he found on the dining table.

Returning to the room and picking up a cell phone, Radit immediately dialed his girlfriend's number. The first call, neither gets an answer, nor does the second and third call. Radit's anxiety is growing.

“Hallo, Yes, where are you? Why don't you wake me up?”

“I just got home. Why?” answer Mesya from across the phone.

Radit breathed a sigh of relief. “Why didn't you tell me you were coming home? You make me panic know not?”

“Eating, Dit. Breakfast was ready,” said Mesya without caring about the questions raised by Radit.

“You won't go again ‘kan, Sya?” Radit similarly ignores the words of Mesya who asked him to eat, because at this time what Radit thinks is Mesya, he is afraid that his lover will go back.

“I won't go anywhere, Dit, I'll just take a shower and go to work!” mesya's irritated voice made Radit again sigh in relief and then chuckle.

“Thank God. Then I'll see you at the office, baby,” said Radit then disconnected the phone. Go to the bathroom to get ready for work. His heart was calmer now and a smile continued to develop on his lips.

Not to forget, Radit ate the breakfast that Mesya prepared first before actually going to the office.

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“Loh, how are you back? Not one week?” Bara asked in wonder as soon as he saw the arrival of Mesya in the office.

“The message is done,” lied Mesya, smile small.

“Kok, don't look happy?”

“Happiness it should not always be in the umbar, later lo ngiri,” said Mesya who then passed from the presence of Bara. Riding the elevator with some other employees who stared curiously at him, but Mesya ignored.

Arriving at the workspace, Mesya dropped down on the chair, leaned back on the head of the chair and massaged his temples that felt throbbing. Too much thought makes him dizzy and lazy to move.

“Why you? Pain?” the heavy voice made Mesya a little surprised and immediately opened his eyes turning to the origin of the sound.

“Radit?”

“Yes, it's me. You sick?”

Mesya quickly shook his head. “I'm fine,”

“Keep why not gini spirit? Still think of me as Cherry? Yes, I told you that there is no relationship between us. I'm the same he's just friends—”

“I have absolutely no feelings other than to consider him a friend, Shay, why are you so hard to believe. Okay he did accompany my troubles, he was always there as soon as I needed him, but never once did I think of liking him!”

“You don't, but who knows how that woman feels? After hearing who that woman was, and also your closeness with her, as well as your family, I felt like there was nothing, Dit. I felt defeated before the war began. I chose retreat.”

Radit shook his head in disbelief. Laughs blandly and then looks at the woman in front of him deeply. “If Cherry likes me, I'll still choose you. Because from a long time ago until now only you I love, not her, not other women. Cherry already has a lover and will soon be married. If you don't believe me, please ask Cherry.” yourself

Mesya still refused to look at Radit, even though the man's speech sounded serious. It's still hard to believe.

Helaan sounded from Radit's mouth, not knowing how else to explain to the woman so that her lover would believe.

“We work now. This issue let us discuss once the work is done.” After saying that, Radit left from the presence of Mesya, entering into his own room. The clock is eight o'clock, it is time to work, and put aside their personal affairs.

Mesya turned on the computer in front of him, checked incoming e-mails and rearranged Radit's schedule for today and so on as well as checked some files that were piled up on his desk before he handed them over to the Boss. Today, Mesya and Radit who are preoccupied with the many jobs forget for a moment the problems that are befalling, until it does not feel that time is so fast passing and the day has gone, once Mesya finished his work even he forgot to just fill his stomach in the break was so busy.

“Not home yet, Sya?” ask the voice, making Mesya look up.

“New to go home,” answers and then finish the package. Grabbing his handbag, Mesya got up from his seat, tidied up the clothes he had been wearing since the morning, then walked out of his room intending to go home, before his hand was held by Radit who had been standing beside the door of the man's room.

“Bome with me,”

“But I brought a car, Dit-"

“Let my driver take it later,” said Radit who did not want to face rejection in any form from his girlfriend.

Embracing her lover's waist, Radit takes Mesya into a special elevator for the company's top brass, ignoring Mesya's refusal.

“Where do you eat?” radit asked while they were still in the elevator.

“I want to go home, not want to eat,” delik Mesya.

“About hungry?” raising one eyebrow, Radit asked.

“Hungry, but no appetite,”

“Paksain, I don't want you to be sick, Sya,” said Radit who then took his lover out of the elevator. The office is completely deserted at this time, there are only two of them left and maybe with some guards who guard.

Mesya followed Radit's steps resignedly, and complied when the man told him to get into the car. During the trip, Mesya did not open his voice at all, so did Radit, only Radit occasionally turned to Mesya who chose to look at the window beside him, staring outwards with a blank look.

Heavy breathing several times came out of Radit's mouth, refocusing himself on the street in front of him, leaving Mesya in a state of inertia and thinking of ways to make his lover believe.