Behind The Boss
That Face

Kiran opened her eyes. Watch the clock hanging on the wall. He squirmed for a moment. Then get up and go to the bathroom. At first glance he glanced at Radit who still seemed to be sleeping soundly.

If still in Raisa's room, he just took a shower when going to the office. Now he's in Radit's room. As the man said, he should know himself. It is impossible for them to reconnoitre the bathroom because they want to shower at the same time.

Kiran gasped as soon as she entered the bathroom. All the toiletries are gone somewhere. Kiran looked around every corner in the bathroom. Niente. Kiran took the initiative to look into the trash can in the bathroom. He let out a heavy sigh, finding all his toiletries there.

After the shower, using the bathrobe, Kiran came out of the bathroom. His hair is still wet he let it decompose just like that. Without hijab.

For some reason, although he often felt annoyed and irritated with Radit, his heart felt at ease with the man. There was not the slightest worry if he would be harassed. Kiran herself was confused. Is it because the man who already seemed to clearly dislike her or because the man had indeed become her husband.

Kiran walked past the bed to the closet. At first glance he glanced at Radit who widened his eyes to look at him. "You ...?!" Radit doesn't believe me.

"Where is your hijab? You just came out. Where's your shame?" Radit immediately got up from his sleep, and was in a sitting position.

Kiran looked at Radit no matter what the man was thinking right now. He also did not bother with his words. He walked in his usual steps, picking up a shirt from the closet.

"Hey, you didn't hear my voice. Why are you keeping quiet. Or maybe ... You want to tease me?"

Kiran looked at Radit coldly. "That tease is not my type. Especially teasing you," he said flatly.

Radit was slightly stunned as his eyes stared at Kiran's face as a whole without a hijab. When Kiran spoke and looked at her, she realized. The girl's face ....

"You're the one who dumped my toiletries in the trash, right? Dare you throw it away again, not just your soap and toothbrush, I'll throw away your clothes too."

"You dare threaten me?" asked Radit cynically as he got off the bed approaching Kiran who was standing looking at him.

"What would you tell my parents if I told them that?" he said again mockingly.

Kiran crossed her arms in front of her chest. "I'm not a woman who acts without thinking. You're definitely the one to blame if that happens" Kiran replied as she pulled one corner of her lips.

Radit. Observing him briefly. Then try to get her hair. Kiran. " What do you want?"

"You came out like this because you wanted to tease me, right. I am tempted now. Then you have to take responsibility" Radit said grinning.

"You never listen to anything I say" Kiran said as she walked into the bathroom.

"Hey, why are you in such a hurry. You want us to do it in the bathroom!" screech while letting out a wry smile.

Kiran who was listening instantly closed the bathroom door and locked from the inside. "He's crazy" he said.

Radit shook his head quickly. To suppress the thoughts that flashed through his head. There's no way he's. That face ..., yes that face is just similar.

Then he approached the sofa and looked for something there. Be met. It turns out he was there. The flash was tucked between the gaps on the edge of the sofa. Next Radit put it on top of the laptop that was on the nightstand. Sayup-sayup azan shajuh's voice is heard.

Kiran came out of the bathroom again. He was already wearing his clothes. Long sleeve t-shirts, long pants and instant hijab. Move take mukena and pray.

Watching Kiran pray, Radit took some of her clothes from the closet and went into the bathroom.

After the prayer, Kiran came out of the room looking for a waiter. He wanted to ask them for ointment. Although last night he was very upset, this morning guilt infiltrated his heart. After getting the desired ointment, Kiran returned to the room.

"How's the bite wound on your leg?" he asked Radit who was behind him. The man was on the balcony when Kiran found him.

"Why? You want to bite me again?" tanyanya cynically while turning her body. For a moment Kiran was stunned. Why is he so handsome? kiran in the heart.

From childhood Kiran really likes her papa when wearing koko clothes. His dad looks so handsome. For him, the appearance of a man who was wearing cocoa let alone white was much more attractive than a man who was wearing a tie stellan.

And now see Radit wearing cocoa let alone white cocoa was rolled a little on his arm to only cover two thirds of it further add to his charm. Kiran. But he quickly pulled it off.

"Wear this. Let the bite marks not be infected" he said, handing over the ointment. Radit looked at him in silence.

"If you don't want to, it's okay. I'll return it to one of the servants." Kiran turned.

"If you want to apologize, you should say it directly." Kiran stopped her steps.

Radit sighed softly. "It's hard to talk to you."

"It wasn't me who should have said that" Kiran denied.

"Yes if you don't want to apologize. But you have to put that ointment on my feet." Kiran thought for a moment then nodded slowly.

Radit stepped inside the room then sat on the bed, raised his legs on the bed and straightened them.

Kiran followed him and sat down before Radit. Slowly touching Radit's thumb and looking at the wound he inflicted last night. The injury is not too bad. Thank goodness it bites right on the nail. If it wasn't the nail, it would have been bleeding.

"You're not disgusted at biting my thumb last night?" radit asked, observing Kiran who applied the ointment carefully.

"I know you're the kind who likes to be clean. Your feet must be clean, too."

"Where do you know that?" tanya Radit raised one eyebrow.

"You're a perfectionist."

"Where do you know I'm a perfectionist?"

"When you asked Ari for a presentation back then, I could guess if you were a perfectionist."

"Hm ...."

"It has. In the future you can brush yourself," Kiran said as she got out of bed.

"Karina!" Kiran jerks. Then he looked, glancing at Radit. "That name I left behind a long time ago. Now my name is Kiran. Call me like that!"

"When did you leave that name?" radit asked while looking at him.

"Why are you asking that?"

"I'm your husband. Can't I ask?" Radit asked back.

"Since I graduated from High School."

"What about that name after you became Kiran?"

"The name is ...." Kiran stopped her words when there was a knock on the door.

"Just enter!" peekik Radit's.

Door opens. Tina's face came from behind the door. "Mrs asked Mas Radit and Ms Kiran for breakfast below."

"Alright, we'll go downstairs after changing clothes" Radit replied.

Tina nodded quickly then closed the door of the room back. Kiran looked at Radit. Their eyes meet. A smile then spread on both lips. Radit was happy that his mother had returned to her habits. While Kiran is also happy to finally leave her room and breakfast outside the room. This is really progress!

They both quickly changed clothes. Kiran changed her clothes in the bathroom. While Radit changed clothes in a walk-in closet.

Once done Radit waited for Kiran to change her clothes. When Kiran came out of the bathroom, Radit immediately stood up.

"You waiting for me?" ask Kiran in disbelief.

"We go down together" replied Radit.

Once out of the room, Radit clasped Kiran's hand. They also walked together.

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