Married to Ex-Husband Boss
S2 Chapter 31

Early in the morning Anin was getting ready to go to the convection. Today she intends to shop for some type of fabric to make her design clothes, and also to make a dress that she will wear at Dirga's fashion week event. Anin deliberately wears her own design dress, so that she is comfortable wearing it.

Anin walked down the stairs, when she was at the last step, she saw a creature that was very familiar to her and seemed to smile at her. Anin rolled her eyes lazy, it was still morning but her mood was broken made by the uninvited guest.

"Hi!" greet the Dirga who was not ignored Anin. The girl continued to walk past Dirga and approached her parents.

"Anin left first, Bun, Pa," she said, kissing their hands.

"Aren't you having breakfast, honey?"

"No Bun, suddenly Anin has no appetite," Anin reasoned while glancing sharply at Dirga. "Anin will have breakfast outside" he said.

"Yes already. Be careful on the road."

"Yes Pa."

Anin moved and prepared to leave, but she had to stop her steps when she heard Dirga's voice saying goodbye to Anin's parents. The girl twisted her body and saw Dirga doing the same thing as she did earlier. After that, Dirga walked up to him and held his hand without permission.

"Yeah, we're going!" said Dirga.

Anin who still did not understand Dirga's intentions could only stand in his place, making Dirga had to turn to look at him.

"Why stay there. Comeing! Later you have bad luck," said Dirga.

"Where?" ask Anin who is still confused.

"Cok where the hell? Didn't you go to the convection today?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Yes, come on. I'll drop you off, we'll find breakfast first. You haven't had breakfast, I don't want you to get sick from eating late" Dirga said attentively.

Erlangga and his wife looked at each other with lyrics and then smiled meaningfully. In their minds, it seemed like they would soon have a son-in-law.

"Who are you asking? I'm going alone."

"But I want to take you, I know where the nice convection is. I'll know you the same as me."

"No! No need! I don't want to be with you. You think I can't find a good convection? I also have my own subscriptions, though," Anin refused, which was still hard on her stance.

"Here son, you go among the Dirga. Papa actually feels calmer you go with Dirga than go alone," said Erlangga made Dirga widen a smile full of victory because he felt someone supported him.

"What your dear papa said, Mother also agreed," said Elfira who increasingly made Anin unable to dwell.

In Dirga's heart he cheered happily because he had the support of both Anin's parents. Looks like Dirga's move to get Anin's heart will be easier.

Anin looked at her parents with a clear look, but they seemed to not care and instead asked her to come with Dirga. Because it felt useless, Anin finally had to obey. He turned to Dirga and looked cynically at her, as if he were saying, "your satisfaction?"

While Dirga was whiny and allowed Anin to walk first. After that, he followed Anin in the back.

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Dirga's car turned and stopped in front of a chicken porridge stall. After parking the car properly, he immediately invited Anin to get off.

"Yuk, get down."

"Well, why are we here?"

Dirga looked at Anin and smiled sweetly at her, "we want breakfast first baby. You haven't had breakfast yet, have you at home?"

"Dear, baby. Who's the darling?"

"Yes you are. You love me," said Dirga widened her smile to make Anin sick and then expression like a person who wants to vomit.

"As much as you are, Ga. I obviously don't want to go down." Anin remained firm and remained seated in her place.

"But you have to eat, I don't want you to get sick. We eat first yes, I guarantee kok porridge here tuh it feels really use. I guarantee you will definitely be addicted," persuaded Dirga.

"Krucuk krucuk krucuk."

"Pffs." Dirga closed her mouth holding back a laugh, but it seemed like her efforts were in vain as the laughter finally came off as well. "Haha"

Anin's face grew red, like a boiled crab. Moreover, Dirga's laughter sounded louder and louder. It seemed like the man was very happy to laugh at her, making Anin annoyed at her. Anin punched Dirga's arm so hard that it made the man complain of pain.

"Ouch. Haha. So ill. Haha," he said as he continued to laugh.

"Laughter on, laugh until your stomach hurts," Anin curled her arms and pouted her lips.

Hearing that, made Dirga immediately stop laughing and look towards Anin who was sulking. Dirga immediately wiped the tears that came out due to too hard he laughed, his stomach until it felt stiff and his mouth felt sore.

"Yes, sorry. Your brother is very funny, said he is not hungry, or even your stomach sounds. Really pissing again. Haha." Dirga laughed again considering the incident.

"Udah! No need to sell expensive that way," said Dirga made Anin grunt annoyed.

Dirga got out of his car and Anin followed, they both walked together into the stall. Arriving inside, a middle-aged woman approached them.

"Eh, my Dirga. How are you doing, mas?" greet the woman while greeting Dirga.

"Okay, ma'am, oh yeah. Introduce this ... "

"His girlfriend, yes" guess the woman. "Geez, she's so beautiful. Dirga is the best choice for a girlfriend, beautiful!" the compliment then shone on Anin.

"Yes dong Bu, definitely." Dirga raised her eyebrows while glancing at Anin next to her.

"Whose name is mbak?" ask Anin.

"I'm Anindya Bu, but I'm not .. "Anin's words must stop because the shop owner immediately cut his words by allowing them to find a seat.

"It's please find the place mas, mbak. Let me make the porridge, as usual, won't you?"

"Yes Mom. Yuk darling." Dirga held Anin's hand until they got to where they were sitting. Meanwhile, the woman named Bu Warsih smiled at Dirga and Anin.

"Truly their matching pair," he said then went to prepare Dirga's order.

"This is mas, mbak porridge. Please enjoy," said Bu Warsih after putting two bowls of chicken porridge on the table.

"Thank you, Mom."

"Sama-sama." Bu Warsih went and let Dirga and Anin finish their meal.

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"Where was the porridge? Yummy, right?" ask Dirga after they finish breakfast. "I saw that you ate it so well, I guarantee after this you will definitely be addicted and will continue to remember the same porridge made by Bu Warsih," he continued.

"You often eat porridge here?"

"It used to be so often, just lately it's been rare, since ... "

"Since breaking up with your ex?" guess Anin's origin.

Dirga seemed surprised to hear it, in his heart he said, "kok he can know ya?"

"Yes, I also know that you still often remember him when eating here. Because in this stall a lot of memories you're with him, aren't you?" he said again as if he knew what Dirga was thinking.

"Not to be pretentious," elak Dirga covered the reality.

"God!" Anin leaned back comfortably while looking down at Dirga. "Your expression is easy to read" he continued.

Dirga opened his mouth and wanted to deny, but all that he did was because someone called him. "Dirga!" The man approached and suddenly hugged himself. The unprepared Dirga almost fell backwards if he did not quickly hold the edge of the table.

"I miss you" said the man.

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