Behind The Boss
Malu

The kreeekkkk! Door opens.

Intan and Bara both widen their eyes perfectly. The scene before them was truly beyond belief. Intan quickly closed the door again.

"Little children are forbidden to see so," Intan told Bara who met red.

I'm the same age as your bangs, Bara's murmur in the heart.

Intan pulled Bara's hand, wanting to drag the man forward. But before they stepped up, Radit's voice sounded from inside the room. "FRANCE ...!!"

Bara looked at Intan, smiling bitterly. Intan patted Bara's shoulder slowly. "Just calm down, just say what we've planned. He won't be angry. Insha Allah ...," said Intan sure. Yes, it is ..., the smile of Intan in the heart.

The door opened, Radit came out with a blushing face. "Let's go to the office" he told Bara.

Bara. You know, not angry? Ariese ....

Intan smiled amusedly looking at the expression of Radit who just came out of the room. Seeing the confusion, he was even more funny. Oala, Bara ... Bara .., other people are hunchy, manalah maybe angry. Shame yes.

"You, please take Kiran home," Radit's message on Diamond flat. Radit wanted to step up but he stopped.

"Never use a camera to record me again. If you repeat, I'll destroy your boutique!" he stared at Intan sharply.

Intan pulled one corner of her lips. "He covered up his embarrassment by threatening people" he muttered softly in a voice the man did not hear. Radit had already walked quickly out of the boutique, followed by Bara.

Intan went into the room. Kiran was tidying up her things. Prepare to go home. The girl's face looked red. He covered his face from Intan's gaze.

"If you're ready, let's go home" Intan asked. Kiran nodded while smiling faintly.

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Radit threw his eyes out the window. He himself felt ashamed of Bara. How could I possibly lose control like that?

Radit sighed softly, kneading his temple with one hand. He was just thinking of stopping Kiran's annoying laughter with her mouth. I don't know where that idea came from. It all just happened.

It was unexpected that the kiss of her laughter was even a kiss that she herself was unable to stop. If Bara and Intan hadn't caught him, he might have done "that" with Kiran.

Radit clenched his hand. Feeling angry with himself. Although he told Kiran himself that in the end they had to make a relationship like husband and wife in order to fulfill the wishes of the mother, but for a time that was still very close to Ari's death, he felt like he hated himself.

Papa says that he must always remember that Kiran was his candidate since childhood and not Ari. But he could not deny, at first Kiran was the candidate Ari. So it is fitting that they have not been able to do that in a time that is still close to the time of his sister's death.

Shown in Radit's memory, how he had laid the woman's body and then without letting go of her kiss, his hand moved itself without instruction, down every curve of the girl's body. Even hacked into his shirt.

"Armghhhhh!!" Radit seemed frustrated.

"I'm sorry, Dit. I don't know if you guys are anymore .., um .... If I had known, I wouldn't have dared to bother you" Bara said, filled with regret.

Bara glanced at Radit's expression through the rearview mirror. Instantly it flashed Radit's position that was above Kiran's body as they opened the room. Although Radit turned his back, but Bara knew clearly, Radit was making fun of the girl.

Hearing Bara's words, instead of calming, made Radit frustrated. He ruffled his hair.

"Or you want me to take you to meet Kiran. You can continue it again at home," said Bara again.

"What are you thinking?! Just shut up and drive. Don't mind me!" sahut Radit ketus, throw his eyes again out the window.

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Kiran threw a glance out the car window. The girl's face was red. His mind was still wandering over what had just happened.

How could I possibly lose control so? Not rejecting it, I enjoyed it. Maybe Radit was right that I was cheap. Just a little touch from him, I couldn't resist him for a long period of time. Just as the man was holding me back that was pushing his body, I had already followed and countered what he had done to me.

Kiran covered her face with both hands. Imagine how Radit squeezed something behind his shirt. How could it possibly get that far? Kiran shook her head.

"That's it. Its alright. You guys are married. Why do you seem so sorry?" intan's voice resuscitated Kiran.

Kiran glanced at Intan who was driving next to her. Kiran was misbehaving. Because he was so absorbed in his mind, he forgot the existence of Intan who was beside him.

"No, Mba ..., Kiran is just embarrassed to have been found out with Mba and Bara," he replied skeptically.

This reason is not entirely true. He was even more ashamed of Radit for letting the man go. For Kiran, the shame that dominates her most right now is because she did not reject Radit earlier. He even replied to what Radit was doing.

Intan laughed amusedly. "It's a real lie, Kiran. From your face, Mba can tell that your biggest embarrassment is the same as Radit." Kiran lowered her gaze. Dare to see Intan.

"It's okay, Kiran. It's halal for you. Later Mba will make a moment so you can do more than that. You just calm down. The important thing is that you should immediately give a grandson to my mother, so that she does not remember Ari continues."

Kiran gasped, glancing at Intan in confusion. Lho, kok? Meanin? More than that? A granddaughter?

"Hahahaa .., your face Kiran ..., normal again! Hafea ...." Intan laughed amusedly at Kiran's expression just now.

Embarrassed, Kiran turned her eyes back out of the car window while sighing softly.

Now his mind is reflected in the moment during his childhood. When he asked me about the kiss on papa. At that time, he had just finished reading Snow White's book, where the princess only woke up if kissed by the prince.

At that time his father only said that in the real world, the kiss should only be done after marriage. Her first kiss should also be made on her husband. Now he realized that his father's words were true. A kiss plus a supportive atmosphere, let alone just the two, is indeed very intoxicating. Will be the next action trigger. Then the kiss should be done on a partner who is already halal.

But for the problem, it is not only halal or not. They are united because of the conditions. There is no love between them. Not to mention Radit had previously said that the man could not love her. Doesn't he look very cheap, if not resist when Radit touches him? Radit would have thought of that by now. Kiran was upset with herself.

Kiran was preoccupied with her wandering mind. Without realizing it the woman next to him was smiling holding amusedly. A smile spread across his lips.

I think my gut was at least just getting them closer. Make them sleep in the same bed. It turned out that their relationship could develop more than what I expected. Brother Mahesa .., you will be happy to hear from me, Inner Intan is happy.

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Kiran tried as calmly as possible to act, dispelling the shadow that plagued her until her face was hot if the shadow appeared in her memory.

In a different place, Radit also felt the same way as what Kiran felt. Although not fatal, several times he made mistakes. If so, his face looks red. After calming down, he returned to work.

After returning from the office as usual, Kiran always visited her mother. This time, my mom was not in the room. He was in the TV room on the second floor with Raisa.

"Come .., Kiran." Mama waved at Kiran to get closer.

"Well, Ma?" tanya Kiran took a sitting position next to mama. After he kissed the back of the woman's hand.

"Si Raisa who muttered Kiran. Mama is coming."

"Watch a love movie, Sister-in-law.... Brother watch until we finish the same. Where does it become a reference Brother to be more friendly with Radit," said Raisa while grinning. Kiran's face flushed again hearing the "more friendly" language of Raisa.

"Wiih .., Brother-in-law immediately became embarrassed," taunted Raisa. Kiran was embarrassed.

"Mbak Kiran .... Mas Radit has come home," said Tina who came to approach.

"Oh .... Uh, so ...." Kiran was wrong. Just this time he was told Radit was home. So what should he be? Ordinary not like this.

"Yes, you go to the room." Mama seemed to understand Kiran's confusion.

"Good, Ma. Makasi yes, Mba Tina," Kiran told Tina. The middle-aged woman directly lowered her head a little then passed.

"If so, Kiran to the room first yes, Ma," said Kiran to mama.

Mama nodded with a smile. She knew it was her husband who told Tina to tell Kiran if Radit came home from work. She also knew that her husband asked Intan for help to bring Radit closer to Kiran. Not returning the two of them last night certainly had something to do with the effort. Just now he wanted to ask Kiran, but Tina's call stopped him.

Ariana looked at the back of Kiran who stepped away sadly. Still imagined in his memory how they made a scenario together with Ari so that the girl would marry Ari. Still imagine the face full of love Ari when telling stories about Kiran. How Ari is so happy when Kiran can stay at home until their wedding day. After all, one more step towards their marriage, even Ari was called the Almighty. Ariana felt pain in her heart.

Her husband said that Ari was dead and would not care about his affairs in the world. But for Ariana, this is not fair to Ari.

Holding a luxurious reception and bringing Radit closer to Kiran, even though Radit is her son as well. His heart was pierced with all this. Although it was him who made Radit have to marry Kiran.

"Ma, I'm daydreaming, anyway." Raisa's shaking Ariana's shoulder. Ariana gasp.

"Mama sleepy, Deck. My mom slept, yeah ...."

"Iss, Mama's not really happy. Rarely can Raisa watch with Mama gini."

"Tomorrow we'll watch, yeah." Raisa manyun's.

"Yes, Ma."

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Kiran went into the room. Radit was sitting on the bed. I don't know why his heart is going so fast. He tried to control his nervousness by walking as usual.

"Want a drink?" ask her with a voice made as usual as possible.

Radit turned his gaze from the phone towards Kiran. "I'm not thirsty."

"Have you eaten?" ask Kiran again.

"You just got home, too, right? Have you eaten?" Radit asked back.

Kiran shook her head slowly. "I'm on a diet."

"Your body is so skinny. Do you want a diet, especially?! Come on, let's eat. I've got the waiter to get everything ready."

Radit stepped out towards the balcony. Kiran followed. On the table were some food prepared. Oh, turns out this is the reason I was called....

"Sit down!" radit's orders to Kiran.

Kiran sat in the chair Radit had appointed. They sat in front of each other. Not much to say, Radit started eating. Kiran started eating. Occasionally glanced towards Radit who seemed to be eating quietly.

After finishing eating. Radit turned his chair towards the front, looking at the beauty of the night. Kiran who had just finished her meal, intended to arrange the plate and wanted to take it to the kitchen. But Radit's voice stopped him.

"Let's put! Let the waiter clean it up. You're also tired of working all day."

A few moments quiet.

"Kiran ...," call Radit slowly.

"Yes." Yeah." Kiran answered quickly.

I have to answer it. Otherwise, I would be said to be an idiot by him, Inner Kiran.

"Our work this morning ..., will it continue?" tanya Radit lirih glanced at Kiran.

Eh? Kiran gasped. Glanced at the man who was now looking at him deeply.

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