Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)
Lunch with the Boss
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I followed Mr. Dante's footsteps, while Mas Galvin looked at me suspiciously. I don't care anything about Mas Galvin, our relationship is over and we're just strangers. Although to be honest if there is still a strong feeling in the chest. However, I realized many things that no matter how much I force things that are not mine will not end up in my arms.
"Can you bring a car?" ask Mr. Dante to see me.
"Can sir," I said.
"Yes, you're driving" he said, giving me the keys.
"Yes sir" I replied inside.
Actually my position is Kasie Finance or her personal secretary. Why do I feel like Mr. Dante told me to look like I'm an assistant or his secretary? I'm not resisting, it's just that I'm a new employee working here. I'm not happy alone with my own boss like. I don't want to happen like in market novels, boss falls in love under it. This is the real world I'm not the world of shame.
"Sir, is it okay to stay at my children's school for a while?" I glanced at Dante who looked silent while enjoying the trip to the cafe.
If the day is like this, the atmosphere of the road is jammed. The restaurants will also be full as many bank or company employees have lunch at the venue.
"May," he said without looking at me.
I glanced at the watch in his hand, lunchtime was almost done. Nara and Naro must be hungry even though I left them. But these two kids have strange habits, should I feed them they just ate.
I parked the car at the front of the school gate, and Bu Dessy's mess was in the school neighborhood. You have to go through the gate to get in there.
"Sir, wait here for a minute, I'll see the kids" I'll give you permission.
"I'm coming along" he said, opening a sealbeat on his body.
"May sir," I said.
We both got out of the car. I took a long breath. Actually I'm not comfortable because Mr. Dante is coming with me. Moreover, Mr. Dante is a cold person, even talking only because it is necessary.
"Mama," call Naro.
"Naro," my smile crouched down and welcomed my son's hug.
"Mama Naro is hungry," her shootout.
"Dear, we eat yuk" I asked.
"Sir Dante, come on in, sir" I said, letting Mr. Dante into Ms. Dessy's little mess.
Mr. Dante just nodded then walked in with me and Naro. There was already Miss Dessy sitting down while preparing lunch. Miss Dessy is like my sister, her age is above mine. However, until now he was still reluctant to start getting married. Even though the mature age like her is very suitable to build a household life.
"Mother Dessy," said I.
"Ehh noon, Ms. Ara, please sit down first. I prepared a meal" said Ms. Dessy.
"Let me help, ma'am," I said.
I stepped into the kitchen to help Miss Dessy prepare lunch. While Mr. Dante sat in the guest room with Nara and Naro. It was like talking to Nara in a wheelchair.
"Mother Candidate? Ma'am's handsome," seduced by Bu Dessy.
I chuckled softly, "Not Mom, that's my boss in the office. Director," I replied.
"Ehh but I would rather agree with Captain Divta, Mom, just" continued Ms. Dessy. He really likes to tease me about things like this. Especially since I became a widow.
"Don't be weird, ma'am," I said with a smile.
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"Where are you husband?" ask Mr. Dante.
We were having lunch together after meeting clients and discussing the issue of injecting funds. Where the company I work for will invest most of the shares into the company.
I took a long breath. To be honest, I'm not comfortable when asked about personal issues like this. Especially my boss Dante. But if he asks, there's no way I'll just let it go.
"I'm divorced, sir," I answered briefly densely and clearly.
I hope Mr. Dante doesn't ask me why I got divorced. I don't want to remember a wound that was scratched in the chest. For it is not easy for me to rise up after having been so utterly broken by my own husband.
"Oh."
Mr. Dante is just boh ria. It was as if he was reading my face that didn't like to talk about my separation and Mas Galvin's. Yes, no woman is okay when faced with a divorce. All women in this world want to be with the man who is the father of their children. However, what is my day that is unable to hold Mas Galvin to always be by my side.
"Ohh good, newly divorced from the husband already have a new crush,"
Me and Mr. Dante both turned to the source of the sound not far from our dining table.
"Sell yourself, Diandra," she said staring at me cynically.
Mr. Dante just shut up. This figure reminded me of Naro, who was calm and cold.
Akh looked at my mother-in-law sharply. If there wasn't a Mr. Dante, I'd surely have been trimming his face.
"Why is that why, Mom? If Galvin could be double. Why am I not? We have parted ways, so it's only legal if I want to be close to anyone," I replied boldly. Yes I wouldn't be afraid of my former mother-in-law if she could be rude. Why didn't I?
Mr. Dante looked surprised. He looked at me. His eyes looked like he was wondering, yes I know if he was curious about the name I mentioned earlier.
"Basar son-in-law doesn't know himself." He was about to slap me, and I quickly held his hand.
"Ralat's ex-son-in-law, ma'am. I'm not Mom's daughter-in-law anymore. So you can't be as mean as me" I said, shaking my ex-mother-in-law's hand violently.
"Awwww," his moans looked even more in my eyes. This is how I am, if I hate someone it will be ingrained.
"I'm not polite to parents," touched the mother-in-law while rubbing her reddened hands from my grip. Don't be surprised if I'm strong because I'm a martial artist.
"I'll be polite if you're polite, Mom. You're the one who's looking for me first" I looked up.
He stomped his feet in annoyance then waltzed away leaving us. I've reminded her repeatedly, I'm not the kind of person to be easily bullied. I hate people looking for me because of me. I can turn into a demon that resembles an angel if I continue to be tested for patience.
"Sorry sir" I said unkindly. Honestly, I really don't feel good fighting in front of my own boss.
Seriate....