Behind The Boss
Just Wear This???

The event was over when the MC closed it with a greeting. Kiran was immediately guided by two of Intan's assistants to one of the rooms in the hotel. Radit was still in the ballroom serving one of the two remaining guests. Finally, by Maghrib the guests had all returned home.

"What did Kiran talk about with her grandmother, Dit?" asked Mr. Mahesa after they prayed Maghrib congregated in one of the rooms in the hotel.

"Actually what happened to their family, Pa. Why did Kiran call her grandmother that name?" ask Radit. Mr. Mahesa guided Radit to sit in the corner of the room.

"What kind of call does it look like, Dit?" asked Mr. Mahesa to know.

"He called his grandmother a mistress. The call did not even change even though Mr. Sandi Sanjaya reminded him to call grandma."

"So ...," said Mr. Mahesa as if not surprised to hear it.

"Kiran even referred to his grandmother as a murderer, Pa."

Mr. Mahesa smiled faintly. "It looks like he also guessed there huh ...."

"What does Papa mean?" radit asked, raising one eyebrow.

"Papa thought when Kiran told Papa at that time, he had no idea who did it yet. It turns out that Papa was wrong. It seems he's guessing there." Radit raised one eyebrow.

"Papa's guess and he's not necessarily right either. If you're curious, you better ask him directly. She's your wife. You should know his background and life. But, Dit .., whatever he says, you have to guide and support him. Always remember that you must always be in front of him in the face of every problem. Don't let him face it all again alone."

Radit looked at the Papa deeply. Reflect on the words of the Papa. "Well, Pa," Radit replied later. A moment later Radit wanted to say something to Mr. Mahesa but he seemed hesitant.

"Why? Is there something you want to tell Papa again?" tanya Mr. Mahesa caught Radit's skeptical expression.

"It's not very clear, Pa. Bara is still investigating. But from the evidence on Ari's death, it slowly leads to the Widjadja family. Moreover, people who are very close to Mrs Tutik and Mr. Sandi Sanjaya. Is it possible ..." said Radit hesitantly while looking at the Papa.

Mr. Mahesa gasped. "You mean Ari was murdered???!"

"Maybe it wasn't murder but they just wanted to prevent Ari from revealing a secret. Ari's murder seemed to be out of their plans" Radit replied.

"Where did you get that assumption?? Why did you tell Papa now?! And who is that guy?!" peekkik Mr. Mahesa. Radit looked around them. Looks like some of the waiters are cleaning up the rest of the show, looking indifferent to them.

"It's still not clear, Pa. We are also still investigating" Radit replied calmly.

Mr. Mahesa sighed softly, looking disappointed. Radit looked at Mr. Mahesa deeply. "Radit doesn't want to hide it, Pa. It's just that everything's not clear. We only assume based on the findings in the field. Radit did want to explain to Papa if everything was clear."

Mr. Mahesa patted Radit's shoulder slowly. "Papa believes you. From tomorrow, move to TJ. You can prepare Kiran's leadership directly. Tomorrow night meet Papa in the study. We're talking there."

"Good, Pa." Radit nodded.

"Tonight, just go for what your appointment has prepared. Don't argue with it because it's all Papa's idea."

Radit was a little surprised. He smelled a suspicious scent from his papa's words just now. He nodded his head in front of Mr. Mahesa.

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"This is her room?" radit asked Intan who was smiling faintly looking at him.

"Yes. What's clear is that tonight you have to stay here. Spend your first night with him. All your needs and Kiran I've prepared. I'll leave two bodyguards to stand guard here. So, don't come out until tomorrow morning unless Bara comes to pick you up." Intan explained while looking at Radit sharply.

"This time I'll obey you. So where's my phone?" radit looked at the door in front of him.

"Tonight you should be free of cell phones and any distractions."

"Yes already. Now quickly open the door," Radit said gesturing to Intan.

"You just press the bell. Kiran is already inside," Intan said giving a teasing smile.

"Send food immediately. I hungry. I haven't had a chance to eat since you've been pushing me to go to this room."

Intan smiled meaningfully. "I've prepared a loving meal for you."

Radit looked at him sharply. "Origin don't mix something with the food you said was full of love. If that happens, your boutique is gone!" threaten Radit. Intan momentarily shuddered in horror.

"You just calm down. What do you think I'm gonna do? I'm happy if you process it yourself like that time," Intan said, rolling his eyes at Radit.

Radit ignored him and pressed the bell beside the door. A moment later the door of the room opened. When Radit entered it, Intan stepped away from him while stroking his chest slowly.

I had to stop the waiter I told you to put the medicine into their food. Otherwise, the jutek would have been angry with me. Intan's inner step quickly past the two bodyguards who walked in his place standing at the door of the room earlier.

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Radit went straight into the bathroom and washed his hands. His heart was still wondering what his father had said. 'Prepared path ....'

What have they planned? What does it have to do with wanting to give a grandchild? Radit's face was red. The glint of shadows where he and Kiran kissed until her hand that just moved back flashed.

Kiran stood by the side of the bed as Radit came out of the bathroom. Radit loosened his tie then took off his suit and placed it on a hanger in the closet.

"Are you hungry? In a moment they will deliver food" Radit said, glancing at Kiran who was watching her.

"I'm so tired of wearing this shirt. Can I open it?" muttered Kiran.

Radit rolled his shirt arm into three quarters. "just open. Intan said he had prepared all our needs. You just change the dress if it's uncomfortable."

Radit sat in a chair in the room, turned on the television and chose a channel that interested him.

"Why do you keep looking at me? Am I too handsome today that you keep looking at me like that?" radit asked with his eyes still focused on the television screen. It was Kiran who kept looking at him.

Kiran poked her lips. Instantly he remembered Ari who he had called handsome first. His heart became drizzled for a moment.

"Why is your face so moody? You remember your grandmother?" tanya Radit glanced at Kiran at a glance while still turning the television channel.

"Don't say the impossible. Your words just now only remind me of Ari," Kiran replied.

Momentary silence. Kiran seemed to be thinking in silence. Although hesitant, Kiran finally ventured to speak.

"Radit ..., tonight ...."

"Just calm! I'm not gonna touch you!" cut Radit fast. Kiran seemed to be breathing a sigh of relief. The words of Intan that had been looming over him from earlier disappeared instantly.

Tonight is your night. You should always remember that Radit is your husband. So, no matter what happens tonight, you have to keep that in mind.

Now Kiran was able to erase those words from her memory. "Thankful then. Just now I wanted to prevent you if you were going to do that to me. From the beginning I always believed in you. You are the one who holds the words firmly. Which way maybe you who just said you wouldn't do anything further would then do that to me."

Radit glanced at Kiran then looked at her deeply. "I'm sorry I told you that."

Kiran gasped then looked at both Radit's beads. "You mean?"

"With those words of mine, you must think that I judge that you are the one who wants that. That's what makes me regret it. To be honest, I also wonder why I can get out of control so with you."

Kiran looked down inside. His face was red. Radit's words made a shadow trajectory as it came back. A moment of warmth ran through his body.

"I was astonished myself. Why was I silent at that time. I can't fight you for long. You always make fun of me. To me you're rude, but I'm strangely comfortable with you."

"I feel good about you too" Radit said. Kiran gasped. Their eyes meet. For a moment they were silent.

"You look like someone I know!" Kiran and Radit were both shocked to have spoken at the same time with the same sentence.

For a moment they were silent again. "You look like my childhood friend!" say them again at the same time.

"Why are you following me!!" scream them together again.

"You're following me, not me!" again, still the same. For a moment they fell silent and then threw each other away, holding back a laugh.

Radit covered his mouth, gesturing for Kiran to speak first through a nod of his head. But Kiran held up slowly, and invited Radit who spoke first with a hand gesture. Radit shook his head and gestured for Kiran to start first. Kiran shook her head, inviting Radit.

"Here you go, you change your clothes over there! Mumpung today I'm free, I want to watch first," cried Radit. Feeling careless over a game of throwing signals like that.

Kiran did not answer. He approached the closet. Open it and pick up the paper bag that says his name.

He checked the paper bag. Kiran gasped in surprise when she saw the contents. Trying to find another one, where tau tucked in there. Effortless. There was nothing else there but what he was holding.

Kiran glanced at the paper bag next to her that bore Radit's name, peeking at him at a glance. Know that his clothes are there. Niente.

"Dit, I think I have a problem!" peekik Kiran from behind the closet.

"What?" asked Radit lazily, his eyes focused on the cartoon on the television screen.

"My book doesn't exist!" answer Kiran.

"Try looking again! Intan said he had everything ready. Where could he be wrong."

"There are prepared but a dress like this .." said Kiran as she held the dress up high. Radit.

"This account and************ this is. So I'm just wearing this???" ask Kiran while holding the lingerie in her right hand and ********** with matching color in her left hand. Ignoring Radit's widened eyes and holding his breath when he saw it.

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Greetings Readers...

I'm sorry if I let you guys down for not being up every day. Some days the agenda is a bit crowded. After that, leye2. Solid again. hehehe..

Insha Allah in the future I try to get up every day. Insha'allah....