Behind The Boss
A Ring

"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.

"Hey! Just tell me you want to tease me! Is it worth it to show that thing in front of me?!" point Radit at Kiran's left hand while turning his face away. Kiran stuffed the objects in both of her hands into the paper bag quickly.

"Showed he said I was teasing him. Not shown and immediately I wear it must be said also I tease him. Indeed my life would be wrong if it was the same," muttered Kiran in a voice that Radit did not hear.

"What is he then, indicates ************ that he will wear with such a cold face. Does he never think I'm a man?" muttered Radit with a voice he could only hear himself.

"Now that you've found out, this is what I'm going to wear. Don't you think this is what I want" Kiran said.

"Yes I know. This isn't all your fault. It's Grandma Magic's job." Still turning his face.

"It has. I've entered. Why do you still look away from that?!"

Radit's reflexes turned back. And the gratitude is amazing because the shocking thing is no longer visible there.

"So, am I just wearing this?? I'm not used to just wearing this sexy shirt even though it's just for sleeping. Try to help you call Madam Intan to give me another shirt."

"Yes already. Your cellphone. Let me call him" Radit said, extending his hand.

"My phone doesn't exist. Seized by Mbak Intan," said Kiran flat.

"So, how do you call him if your phone isn't there?!" sahut Radit is upset.

"Yes, use your phone" replied Kiran.

"My phone doesn't exist either. Confiscated by the witch" Radit said as he watched the television return.

"So ...?"

"Yes, you just put that shirt on! How are you doing again??!" Radit shouted in annoyance.

"You are .., are you not tired. Every talk of the innate would be nyolot!" pekik Kiran was upset.

"It's because of you!" radit's reply won't lose.

"That's it. It's free to talk to you. I'm gonna change clothes with this. If you don't like it. Don't look at me."

"Who do you want to see who you're wearing? You just wear it. I won't see you" Radit cuek said. Back to the television screen.

Just now Kiran turned around, wanting to get into the bathroom to change her clothes. But he stopped when he heard the doorbell.

"Maybe it's our food" Radit said gesturing for Kiran to open the door.

Kiran immediately opened the door and let the hotel waiter bring the food he brought and then placed it on the table. When he was done, the waiter immediately walked out of the room.

"We'll eat first. Change the clothes later. You can catch a cold if you wear clothes for too long and lack that material" Radit said, telling Kiran to sit next to him.

Kiran said, approaching Radit and sitting next to him. The two of them then began to eat quietly.

"Do you like cartoon movies?" kiran asked to look at the screen on the television.

"So you want to watch something else? I don't like romance dramas" Radit replied nonchalantly while enjoying his meal.

"You should be so stiff. Your favorite is cartoon. Your face I saw for a long time was like a cartoon," Kiran sneered.

"Hey, since when have you been so insulting like that?" tanya Radit stared intently at Kiran.

"Since I was your wife!" replied Kiran indifferently.

"You're this. You just look at my face all right. What a handsome face like this is spelled out like a cartoon. Your eyes are myopic eyes!" sahut Radit is upset.

Kiran did not answer. He focused on his food. Because there was no reply, Radit also returned to enjoy the food.

"I'm done. I take a shower, yes" said Radit, rising from his seat. Approaching the closet and opening his paper bag.

"Based on Grandma Magic crazy!!" maki Radit from behind the closet.

"What's wrong?" ask Kiran flat. Stopped eating.

"Not complain yet. Just wear it," Kiran said flatly. Radit closed the door violently.

"Hey, what if that closet door breaks?!" kiran said feeling shocked at the sound of the door being very loud.

"As far as me! Hotel, my hotel! Dare they get angry just because of the closet, I fired them all!" answer Radit. His frustration has reached the sea.

Kiran shut her mouth. The rich man was free .., his mind while glancing at Radit into the bathroom.

Kiran put the dishes of their used food out the door. He knew Radit would be uncomfortable if the dirty dishes were still in the room. Because he feels so too. After Radit came out of the bathroom, Kiran went inside. When he passed by, Kiran lowered her gaze when she saw Radit's upper body open.

After taking a bath, Kiran observed herself inside the mirror. Staring at the reflection of his reflection wearing the lingerie from the mirror in front of him. Thank goodness this shirt is still closed. Only expose the thighs and shoulders.

Kiran remembers accidentally seeing the same clothes but with different models on the online shopping site she opened. There is a hole in the chest, a thin and transparent material is extraordinary. Not to mention that*************** is also just a string. If such a model was given by Mbak Intan, somehow he had to lift his face in front of Radit.

Kiran sighed slowly. All right, I'll just be so fucking weird. Want to see it, whatever. Not seen, alhamdulillah .... How else would you like?!

Kiran looked at the hemisphere on the left right which made her thighs even more visible. With her shoulders straightened, Kiran came out of the bathroom.

Kiran walked in her usual steps past Radit. He took the mukena and prayer mats in the closet and then started praying isya. Unheeded Radit's eyes widened instantly and immediately lowered his gaze.

This woman! He walked in front of me wearing that shirt. Clothes are less material. Is he not ashamed of me?! At least he should look shy .., but let alone be embarrassed, he doesn't seem to feel uncomfortable if I see him in such an open shirt. Does he think my manly soul doesn't struggle to see him wearing that shirt?!

Radit shook his head slowly. It immediately climbed onto the bed and covered its exposed upper body. Wrap it with a blanket. He turned to Kiran who was praying behind him.

Finishing the prayer, Kiran glanced at Radit who was behind her. Slowly Kiran also climbed onto the bed and covered her body with a blanket.

"You don't expect me to hug you. Your body is so open. I'm afraid I can't control myself anymore."

Kiran's face flushed. "I don't need to be embraced by you, Mr. Radit Makarim ...!" sahut Kiran's.

"When at Ma'am Intan's boutique back then, there were no blankets at all, so I was helped by your embrace. Now, let alone the blanket, our pillow is two. So I could hug my pillow and warm myself under the blanket even though my body was open. Even if you hug, I will feel amused because your upper body is open so," explained Kiran at length. Intentionally he emphasized his words so that Radit understood he had made a line between them.

"Good then" said Radit slowly. I don't know why his heart was disappointed. He was surprised, disappointed by what.

Kiran closed her eyes. His body felt tired with the reception procession that had been done. Not to mention, his heart was tired as well. Facing two emotionally draining situations. Both from Madam Tutik and from Rangga.

Don't expect me to call her grandma. He doesn't deserve that! My grandmother was dead when my father died! Kiran spoke in her heart. Feeling tired, Kiran fell asleep with her back to Radit.

Unlike Kiran, Radit could not sleep at all. A flash of Kiran's shadow coming out of the bathroom and walking in front of her again loomed over her. Kiran's whites contrasted sharply with the color of her clothes. Even now Radit became curious about the object in Kiran's left hand, which was the same color as the clothes worn by Kiran. The desire to see it. Radit removed those shadows and crazy desires. Forcing his brain to remain sane and not provoked by lust. Feeling no longer concerned at the spectacle he saw, Radit turned off the television and tried to close his eyes.

The night is getting late. The air is getting colder too. Radit tried to sleep. But somehow he felt nervous. The glint of Kiran's shadow wearing the shirt again flashed clearly. Though he had tried to brush it off, but it turns out he had difficulties too. Either because of the singles effect for too long, or because he was an adult, the shadow continued to tease him.

Though usually he is not easily tempted by women who deliberately wear sexy clothes in front of him. Even when he was studying abroad. Seeing his best friend wearing a mini skirt, he was not interested at all. But why when Kiran wore it was so tempted.

Radit glanced at Kiran who was sleeping beside him. Kiran's open hand until her upper arm rubbed off on Radit. He turned his face again and hugged his pillow tightly.

This woman really. He was not at all worried about this kind of situation. He could fall asleep with such an innocent face.

Radit felt a movement behind him. Radit ignored him. He was afraid, if he saw Kiran again could make something he was holding back thrashing. Radit's still trying to get to sleep. Instantly he gasped as Kiran's hand wrapped around her waist. Body stiffens.

"Giant ..," whispered Kiran as she stroked Radit's stomach. The man gasped. A giant? What does this woman mean?

Kiran's breathing sounds disappointed. Then move again, move away, and sleep behind her.

How dare he caress my stomach. If I say it in the morning, he will definitely deny my words. Radit continued to speak inwardly. Unconsciously, he also fell asleep.

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Radit stepped quickly into the bathroom. His stomach is heartburn amazing. The stomach cleaning schedule alarm calls her every morning.

When he finished, Radit wiped his face with water. He felt refreshed. Radit grabbed the liquid soap that was above the sink but he was disturbed by a cold object behind the liquid soap. A small ring that is a toy of a necklace.

Little ring? Shape ....

Radit grabbed the ring and observed it. He gasped when he found out that the ring was the one he remembered Karina. Radit observed the inside of the ring. Sure enough the initials RK are engraved there.

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