Behind The Boss
Disturbances

After harboring frustration and issuing some grunts finally a pair of newly made husband and wife came down from the second floor with fingers to watch each other with a smile and a reddish color that adorns the faces of both. The Bara God level kepo alarm also sounded. What did they finish?!

His eyes were watching Radit's wet hair. Kiran's clothes have changed. Plus that shy smile made a clinking conclusion in Bara's curiosity. Did they end up doing that? During the day like this to ignore the work from now on?

Bara shook weakly. How shortsighted! Can't you wait for tonight? So I was waiting for them to do that? Bara threw away his face.

"Hey, what are you thinking? Surely your mind is thinking a no-no right now, right?" Radit interrupted the guesses and grunts in the mind of the wandering Bara. Seeing the look on his friend's face that looks upset, he can know what his friend is thinking.

"I should have asked. What did you do until your hair got so wet?" ask Bara frankly. Even though he already had an answer to that.

"Without doing a fun deed. What a real husband and wife should do. You who are single might know," replied Radit smiling meaningfully, teasing Bara. I know your mind where Bara is.

"Basic ke carding!" Bara snorts. Acts of real husband and wife that is fun is the same as that, right?

Bara face added sewot. "Other times if you want to do real husband and wife acts that are fun, do it at night. Or do it when the agenda is empty," his spray issued the uneg-uneg that had been saved earlier. Radit chuckles.

"We've been swimming, Bara ...," Kiran's timpal countered what the man was thinking. I was a little surprised. But he tried to hide it. Oh, swimming ....

"Oh, I'm being leaked, honey. No need to tell the Bara also already know. He is the sensitive type. God-level expert. How could he think we'd do anything other than swim because we were on the second floor. In the swimming pool area. Of course he'll think that way" Radit chanted withholding his laughter. There is no end to him teasing his best friend who ended up harboring shame due to his mind that was withering.

"Yes, I know you guys are swimming. How could you do something strange in the pool" Bara hid what she was thinking.

"All the agenda was canceled this afternoon. Don't tell me we're gonna cancel this afternoon's agenda, too?" bara again, glancing at Radit.

"No. We will certainly carry out that agenda. We'll take Kiran to TJ first. After that we go to our destination."

After answering Bara's question, Radit takes Kiran to the front porch and codes Bara to pick up their car. Soon a black sedan stopped in front of them. The couple immediately entered it and landed their bodies in the passenger seat with fingers interlocked and lips always reviewing a smile.

"Remember to get home on time, honey. No need to overtime. If there's a job that's causing you trouble just leave it to Bara because she's the one who proposed to fire Lusi." Radit glanced at Bara at a glance. Catching the grunts of his best friend even though he did not make a sound. Radit held back his smile. He was deliberately flirting with his best friend.

Although Kiran also understood the meaning of the words, she answered them well. "Yes, Brother."

"Kiran get down first huh, sister." Kiran kissed the back of Radit Takzim's hand. The man replied by gently stroking Kiran's head.

The woman swung her leg out of the car. When the girl walked away from the car, a motorbike was passing at high speed as if about to hit Kiran's body. Luckily Radit found out and immediately pulled Kiran's hand until the girl was spared from the fast-moving motor earlier.

"Are you okay, honey?" radit asked worriedly. Staring at Kiran who stuttered in his arms. His eyes narrowed watching the license plate number of the motor moving further and further away. The movement was too fast that Radit could not see the number.

Kiran shook her head quickly. "No."

"What's up, Dit?" tanya Bara approached, seeing suddenly his best friend was out of the car.

"Well," replied Bara again put his foot into the car.

Radit clasped Kiran's hand and took the woman into the TJ Company. "I can do it, brother. Better just leave."

"No. I'll look at you until you get into the elevator" the man argued, still showing anxiety in his eyes.

After making sure Kiran gets into the elevator, Radit exits the building. He got back into the car parked on the side of the road and threw his body on the seat next to the driver.

"What's wrong? Is that maybe a coincidence?" ask Bara while driving the car towards the highway. Bara realized the look of Radit's face that changed since the events of Kiran and the motor that shot fast earlier. His friend looked very worried.

"A motor with high speed passes on the sidewalk and not on the highway. Along with the time of Kiran's descent. Isn't that weird, Bara? There is no coincidence for such a thing. There is a chance."

"Who?"

"I'll ask papa Kamil. I think he must know the answer" Radit said, looking ahead.

"Instruct Rian to pick up Kiran. Tell him what to do when he takes Kiran later. I don't want Kiran to get another nuisance like that."

"Well," Bara replied while remaining focused on the steering wheel in her hands.

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Sandi Sanjaya stopped her car right in front of a house that was a short distance from her destination. He knocked on the door of the house. When the owner of the house poked through the door, he asked the owner for permission to let his car in front of the house. With a friendly smile, the owner of the house allows it. Although it is clear that there is a look of confusion on the face of the homeowner.

After finishing by asking permission to park his car, Sandi Sanjaya stepped foot toward the house not far from the house where he parked the car. Observe the house that is getting closer and closer. Sandi Sanjaya exhaled her breath into the air. Neutralizes his heart faster than ever before. Hearts crunching. Feeling confused at first. But he immediately steadied his heart and stepped confidently near the front door of the house. The restaurant is no longer open. He knocked on the door slowly.

Silent.

He tried to knock the door back. "Assalamu'alaikum ...." Sandi said her greeting a little loudly.

Slowly the door creaked. Open a little open. Publishing a face that he had not seen for a very long time. The look on the face of a woman he once loved so much.

"Rina ...," he murmured slowly to see the look on the face of the woman who poked through the door.

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