My Boss Is My Ex - Boyfriend

Chapter 48's

Despite being married, Mesya asked Radit to keep him working, and of course the man refused quickly. But Mesya was still the stubborn Mesya, and with all his persuasion, he was finally able to overthrow Radit and give in to his decision, although there were some requirements that Mesya had to accept.

“Sya, it's 17:15. Remember the agreement,” said Radit who deliberately went out of his room, leaving a piled up job just to remind his wife and secretary.

“My work is still bany-”

“Stop now or resign?”

Mesya sighed resignedly then immediately turned off the computer, tidied up the files on the table and then packed his personal items into his favorite handbag. Rise up from sitting down and approach Radit, glare at her husband and say, “satisfied!”

Radit's smile expands to see the irritation on the face of his beloved wife, but he is also no less upset to find his wife who broke the agreement that some time they made. Radit's intention was certainly not to curb his wife, but this he did because he did not want to make Mesya tired. However Mesya has become his wife, Radit does not want to make his wife sick caused by the work that piles up.

Following Mesya who had gone inside, Radit stepped leisurely, then sat down next to the sullen beautiful woman.

“You how the hell, Dit, we have done an agreement that during work we must be professional. Ka-”

“But it is clear in the agreement that your working hours are only until five in the afternoon, and our professionality ends at that time. So, not wrong ‘kan? I did not break our agreement,” Radit said giving a smile of his victory, peeping Mesya's temple was short then got back up from his seat and returned to his desk because there were still some files he had to learn and sign

“I will quickly find an assistant for you, Sya,” Radit said with a straight look at the file in his hand.

“I don't need an assistant, Dit!”

“You need baby, later he will help take care of your work.”

“Radit! Aish... whatever.” Pasrah Mesya, stamped his back on the back of the sofa.

Since getting married and debating work, Mesya never won so, denied it was useless because the man would stick to his own decision.

At 19:35 Radit had just finished his work. Tidying up the messy files and turning off his laptop, Radit turned to the sofa where his wife was, waiting since. Smile engraved as soon as the wife was asleep on the sofa, Radit immediately approached and crouched on the edge, staring fixedly at the beautiful face of his wife and then put his hand on the girl's forehead, rub the fine wrinkles there. Radit knows that Mesya is tired, but the woman is never willing to confess on the grounds that she likes her job.

“Wake up, we go home,” Radit said gently.

“I'm hungry, Dit,” said Mesya with a typical hoarse voice waking up. Hearing that, Radit smiled slightly then nodded.

“We eat first then.”

Arriving at the place to eat, Radit, Mesya including a driver's pack down from the car, into this simple restaurant that is quite crowded. Mesya immediately sparkled as soon as he saw what menus were in the book and did not hesitate to mention one by one the food he wanted, he said, until making Radit and the driver who Mesya invited in also shook their heads.

“You sure you'll eat that much? It's late, you know, not afraid of fat?” radit said as soon as the waiter left after taking down the orders of the three of them.

“You don't like it when I'm fat?” ask Mesya back.

“However you are, I still love,” replied Radit menjwil puffed his wife's nose.

“Then it doesn't matter do I eat a lot?” Radit smiled at his wife's question. Nodding and a sweetly engraved smile Radit made in response to his approval.

Mesya's eyes sparkled so one by one the food was presented on the table, his saliva seemed to drip, and could not wait to devour all of it.

“Eat a lot Sir, do not hesitate,” said Mesya turned to the forty-year-old man sitting in front of him. The Radit driver nodded and thanked him, feeling lucky to have an employer like Radit added with the boss's wife so good.

It did not take long to finish that much food, because the condition of the three who were hungry, what else with Mesya who did not seem at all embarrassed to eat so greedily, he said, no matter if the husband or driver will feel ilfeel.

Satisfied after filling their stomachs, they decided to go home to remember the day was getting more and more night, and fatigue was clearly felt.

Arriving at home, Radit and Mesya immediately went up to his room, both cleaning themselves up before going up to the bed. Radit pulled his wife into a hug and showered a kiss all over his wife's face with anxiety.

“Radit, ish, I want to sleep to know,” protest Mesya who asked to be released.

“Don't go to sleep, Sya, I want to ask for rations tonight.” Radit said right in front of his wife's ears, and did not forget to give a lick and a small bite of the lobe, making Mesya's body goosebumps instantly.

“But I sleepy Radit, I also cape ..”

“Makanya stop working, Yes ..”

If her husband had said that, Mesya could no longer answer and give any other reason to stop Radit who had even stripped him of his name. In addition to resigned, there is nothing else that Mesya can do at this time what else now she has also been lulled in the game of her husband who seemed to bring her floating. What else with the gentle touch of Radit that Mesya likes.

“One time, yes?” Radit answered only with a small deheman without releasing his lips on Mesya's twin mounds.

Since the manikah, no day is missed for them to make love. Mesya even to be overwhelmed to balance her husband who does not know the word tired, but even so Mesya likes it, although the next morning his body will feel sore.