Behind The Boss
Warm Hugs

"There's no other choice. We have to spend the night here" Radit said, staring at Kiran inside. A moment Kiran was silent.

"Why do you mind?" tanya Radit saw that the wave did not receive from Kiran.

"I think you're the one who'll definitely object" Kiran said flatly.

"I don't mind at all. We have no other choice either."

"It looks like the Magic Grandma was already told by papa about our marriage."

"Where do you know that?" kiran asked doubtfully.

"All we know about our marriage is just us, our parents and Bara. The magic grandmother had no idea. By being trapped, it means that he is getting closer to us. Who does he know from? Bara would not have possibly told him. He will not dare. He must have known from papa." Kiran just silently listened.

"Attent. Judging from the nature of the magic grandmother, there must be something here." Radit glanced meticulously through the room. His eyes are looking for something.

"Meet!" he looked at the tissue box above the nightstand.

Radit took the tissue box. There is a small hole on one side that leads to the bed. Radit grinned. "What do you expect from us tonight, Intan?!" mumbling slowly.

The man immediately damaged the camera attached to the tissue box. He had wanted to turn off the lights to see the sensors on the surveillance cameras that are commonly seen if the lights are turned off. Given the nature of Intan, of course the woman will use an expensive camera so that the camera does not use sensors. Luckily he found her soon.

Kiran was silent and just watching Radit. He was shocked when the camera was found.

"You'd better change your clothes first in the bathroom, take a shower after that prayer. I'm gonna find another camera." Radit searched every corner of the room. Behind the glass, the door, all the places did not escape his attention.

Kiran did not buy time, immediately moved towards the paper bag in the corner, taking the part that belonged to her. Kiran. The contents of the paper bag are indeed his clothes. His underware is there too. Soon after, he went into the bathroom.

As soon as he came out of the bathroom, Kiran found Radit sitting on the bed. He held a bottle of mineral water in his hand.

"You're ready. Give me your towel." Radit's hand outstretched. Kiran looked at him doubtfully.

"The witch gave us only one towel. I'd rather put on your old towel than wipe my wet body with this used shirt."

"I don't mind. I'm just afraid you'll vomit later" replied Kiran coldly.

"Not funny! Here's the towel!" Radit grabbed the towel that was in Kiran's hand. The towel was simply placed on Kiran's arm. While his hand held the dirty clothes that had been folded.

Radit pulled the towel a little rough until the folded shirt fell to the floor. Something between the dirty clothes came out.

Radit gawked at the sight of something that was now loosened. Kiran's face was red. "Can't you take something well?!" kiran said withstanding shame.

Radit went straight into the bathroom. While Kiran pick up something and dirty clothes with a blushing face then put it in a paper bag and bring it closer to her bag. Kiran sighed softly staring at something of hers that had fallen down earlier.*********** and her bra! Kiran closed her face. Why didn't I bring the paper bag directly inside?! regrettable.

Not wanting to dissolve in the endless shame, Kiran took the mukena that was on the bed then prayed isya.

After the prayer, Kiran gasped to find Radit lying on the bed facing her. The man looked at her. "What do you see?" ask Kiran ketus.

"Why don't you just open your headscarf. You don't mind wearing the hijab you've been wearing all day?" tanya Radit did not take his eyes off Kiran.

"What do you care?! Besides I'm tired of you cheap dwarfs if I open the hijab. I'm also tired of hearing the words that I look like I want to tease you" Kiran replied without looking at Radit. He was busy folding the clothes he was wearing.

"I'm sorry. I won't say that to you anymore" Radit replied softly.

Kiran flinched, instantly glancing at Radit. He's apologizing? Is that really him?

"Why is your face like that?" Radit is now up and in a sitting position. Kiran did not answer. He covered his surprise by taking his eyes off Radit's gaze. He put the face in the hanging cupboard in the room.

"Sleep here. Don't be confused like that" Radit said looking at Kiran who looked confused.

"You okay if I sleep next to you?" kiran asked to make sure, looking at Radit who was now behind him.

"Mmmm ...."

Kiran sighed softly. It slowly approached the bed and began to lay its body on it. Body stiffens. Glanced at the man beside her who was sleeping facing her.

"Don't be afraid, I won't rape you." The man's eyes are open now. Kiran immediately turned around, turning her back to Radit.

"You're usually a bitch even if you share a bed with me. Now why so awkward. Don't you like me?"

Kiran. "Don't kegeeran! That's never gonna happen!"

Radit laughed a little. "I'm just kidding, Kiran."

Silent.

Kiran started to feel the cold. He could sleep without a blanket. The blanket only covered the top. At least there was the warmth of the blanket wrapped around his body, then he could already sleep soundly.

There is no blanket in this room. Only two pillows have now been used by each of them. If there was one more pillow, it could already replace the blanket he had hoped for. Kiran sighed softly.

"Why haven't you slept? You can't sleep?" tanya Radit noticed Kiran's unease. His eyes opened again. Looking at Kiran from behind.

"I can't sleep without a blanket" replied Kiran slowly.

Silent.

Slowly Kiran felt a movement behind her. Radit's hands wrapped around his waist. Pulling his body against the man.

"Watch me your blanket" she whispered softly in Kiran's ear. Kiran's body stiffened. Kiran felt her heart beating strongly ever since the man's hand touched her body. Warm air ran through his body. He did not dare to speak. Even so, Kiran felt her body warm up because of that embrace.

"Kiran ...," call Radit slowly.

"Hmmm ...." Kiran is still trying to cope with her heartbeat.

Eh?

"You and I have been betrothed to our parents since childhood. You should remember that too. We have to change our attitude toward each other."

Silent. Only their breaths were heard blowing slowly.

"Why are you quiet?" ask Radit gently.

"What am I supposed to say?" Kiran was so awkward.

"What do you think?"

"Hmmm ...."

Radit laughed a little. "When you argue, you have to talk a lot. But why is it so well spoken to that there is no answer from you. You are very strange" Radit said.

"Maybe I can't love you. But I will respect you as my wife" Radit continued. There is no word from Kiran. There was a bit of disappointment in the girl's heart. Although he also did not love Radit but heard the word 'can't love you', the disappointment filled his heart.

"I've got someone in my heart."

"I also have someone in my heart" Kiran said, not wanting to lose.

"Who? Ari or Rangga?" radit asked a little curious.

"One of the two," replied Kiran of origin. But neither of them made her feel love. The love was still the same, for his childhood friend.

"It's okay. Just don't get in touch with any man anymore. Because you're married now."

"Good."

Silent again.

"Do you feel nauseous?" ask Kiran.

"Not anymore. Why?"

"Are you so disgusted with me that you vomit like that?"

"What do you mean?" ask Radit doesn't understand.

Kiran sighed softly. "That's it. Forget it."

Radit thought for a moment. "Do you think I vomited because I kissed you?" tanyakanya. His voice sounded doubtful. Is that what this woman thinks?

"So you threw up because of what else?" Kiran asked back.

Radit laughed a little. "Why can you think like that?" Radit tightened his embrace.

"I vomited because of the smell of fruit I didn't like. Intan forced me to eat a sponge with that fruity scent. I can't stand it" Radit confessed.

Kiran turned to face Radit. His eyes looked at Radit's two beads. He looked for honesty in both eyes.

"You don't believe it?" tanya Radit looked at Kiran with a hint of amusement.

"You want me to prove it. I can kiss you now" Radit said, drawing his face closer to Kiran's.

Kiran gasped. Hurriedly he turned his back again, turning his back on Radit. His face was hot. His heart was getting faster. There was the sound of laughter behind him.

"You're funny. Doubt me but I don't want to prove it. If I kiss you with your mouth scented that fruit maybe I could throw up."

"What fruit is that?"

"The thorny fruit. He is called the king of fruit. Don't ask me to mention his name. You also don't call it if you know. I ate it already. I can get sick again if I hear it."

Silent.

"Kiran ...," call Radit again. The fur of Kiran bristles. The man's voice sounded very soft.

"Hmmm ...."

"A kiss with you isn't bad. As husband and wife, we have to do it again. My mother also wanted a grandchild. We have to do it slowly."

The deg!

What does it mean ...? Kiran's body froze.

"Just calm. I won't force you. We have to do it equally sincerely." Kiran's body was squeezing. He breathed a sigh of relief even though Radit's statement just now made a bit of a worry in him.

"You should sleep. Don't think things through. I'm also very sleepy."

A few moments quiet. Then there was a soft snoring behind Kiran. Kiran tightened Radit's embrace on her body. Feeling comfortable, he finally fell asleep.

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Warm embrace only applies to couples who are already mahrom ya genks...

Those that are not mahrom, are avoided first.. 😁😁😁

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