My Idamannical Boss

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Preparing for a wedding we never wanted, isn't that something we can't imagine?

But instead, Sid proudly prepares for his second marriage to Sanya.

Today, he decorated his own home for the wedding. Soon, after the two were announced they were officially divorced.

Sanya herself, she can still smile yet knowing that Sid is already a vagabond.

Kiran from the second floor of the main house had an ordinary expression. There was not a single feeling in his heart. For him, his life was already dead when the judge knocked on the hammer three times.

Flashbacks

"The decision of the final trial, Kirana Putri Farella Adiwijaya and Siddharth Adeva Rafandi officially divorced."

A sacred word that Kiran never wanted to hear today was heard in front of many people.

The news will make Sanya happy. The end of everything, including his life.

As the trial dissolved, Kiran descended slowly from the witness stage.

Sid approached her with a smile that could not be interpreted at all what the meaning of the smile was.

"Blessed, you have everything. My heart is always yours." Giving a final kiss, rubbing also Kiran's head slowly before quickly leaving a woman who looked devastated without showing it on her face.

Two weeks turns out to have not been able to make Sanya leave, although Kiran does not expect them to be the way they were. Unite without any such problems.

At least, although each but no one else will have him or Sid.

Flashback off

The children of Kiran also cried watching his mother who was like a statue. Keep standing while staring blankly.

"Kids, the show's nine o'clock in the evening. Be prepared." Speak with a flat but vibrating tone of voice.

But his three sons refused, not moving. Kiran herself was dragged wherever she would follow. Including when Siran the elder grabbed his arm and took him to sit on the sofa which could still show the view of the house being decorated.

Aisha's mother, who was still undercover, approached Kiran and rubbed her head.

"That's all gonna be your new start."

Kiran turned her head to hear the typical voice of the old woman, surprised that it suddenly sounded back.

"Follow me. Let the kids be with their grandfather!" Kiran said she followed Aisha's mother who invited her into the room.

At exactly nine o'clock in the evening, the guests have arrived. Sanya had already been dyed with makeup that made her even more beautiful.

Sid himself sat next to Sanya on a lap.

Kiran and Aisha's mother are still not out of the room, leaving Deva's father alone to sit and watch his son remarry.

"Come, the wedding can start!" Who will marry two people inversely it sounds.

Sid and Sanya walk side by side towards the wedding table.

When they sat down, the atmosphere was very peaceful. Almost like an empty house. No one dared to speak.

Procession after procession is done both, now it is only the turn of one more speech that will forever officially bind Sid and Sanya.

"Are you ready?" Sid glanced up, toward his mother's bedroom door. His originally calm face now looked agitated.

He looked towards Sid to see.

"What do you see?"

Sid answered with a sledgehammer. Then shook the hand of the man who was about to marry her.

The sacred greeting begins with the man who shakes hands with Sid, when Sid's turn repeats. Sid felt unable to say that word.

"Sid, what are you doing? Don't ruin the show!" Sanya's words were full of emphasis.

Once again, the man repeated it which Sid immediately repeated as well.

"Wait!"

**Connected...

I read again even do not connect ya like there is a 🤣🤣🤣

The author wants it, you know what love is? What do you think love is all?

If according to the author himself, love is a feeling that can lead us to the path can be right, can be wrong. Sometimes if love leads to the wrong path, we can make any mistake because of love. And vice versa, as bad or as bad as we are, if love leads to the right path must change and become right for a long time. So if you fall in love try not to be blind, but see in which direction love leads us. Is it on the right and good road? Or on the wrong and bad road? We need to be able to control love, not love that controls us. If we are too careful to lead the wrong way, then we quickly wake ourselves up and fix what already looks wrong...

Falling in love may be, but also love ourselves lest love ruin us. 😁**