My Boss, Is My Husband
The Hard Choice

Rey drowned in the chair next to Myesa's bed. Staring at meu towards Myesa who was lying there in a state of sleep because it was still affected by drugs.

"What should I do now?" Rey muttered while wiping her face rough, then lowered her head. His mind was completely deadlocked, he just wanted to end his relationship with Myesa, and start a new life with Hanna and her Son later. But now, what might it still be possible for her to do, when Myesa did not even hesitate to hurt herself as she did right now. Rey, of course, does not want to be the cause of the bad things that only Myesa will do if Rey insists on ending the relationship.

But on a different side, Hanna and her son also need Rey. And Rey also doesn't want to be an irresponsible person after impregnating a girl.

Rey's brain seemed to want to break. Thinking about what he should choose, Myesa? Or Hanna?

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Now Hanna seems to have an Alarm in her own body. That's the nausea! The nausea always forced Hanna to get out of her sleep and go to the bathroom to vomit every morning.

"Business .. It's exhausting." Complain Hanna, after forcing to break her still empty stomach. "This is really unfair, why only women should feel this. Why don't men feel nausea and vomiting!" Hanna protested to no one.

Afterwards, he took a shower and decided to prepare.

Hanna goes about her day without Rey, slowly getting used to the atmosphere and people in the house. It's been over a month, Rey's been in Paris. This exceeded the estimated time of the project. How not, the project that is scheduled to be completed within one month has so many obstacles.

Hanna had breakfast with Rey's parents, then left for the office. Activities that have become routine so regularly.

Things have changed in Hanna's life since she was with Rey's parents.

"Good morning my sweet heart." Raffael said, while presenting Hanna's favorite coffee latte.

Hanna, who was relaxed behind her desk immediately showed her best smile. "Thank you." While receiving coffee latte Raffael.

Hanna sipping coffee lattenya. "What's wrong?" He asked then, to Raffael who seemed to notice him in great detail.

"Looks like you're a little fat!" Raffael said, then chuckled.

Hanna held her cheek with one hand.

"Gat!" Raffael nodded. "But I still like it." Continue, while gulping the coffee in his hand.

"You are!" Hanna chuckles. Yes, Hanna always thought that such a sentence was just a joke from a Raffael who always seemed to joke.

"You busy this weekend?" Ask Raffael then.

"Late sunday?" Imbuh Hanna while thinking. "Looks not. Why?" Hanna asked back.

"I'm going somewhere."

"Where?" While frowning his forehead.

"Mmm far anyway, must fly."

Hanna scrunched her forehead.

Seeing Hanna's confusion, Raffael chuckles even more. He really likes to see Hanna's expression that rada rada.

As Hanna insists on asking where she's going to take Hanna next week, Raffael insists on keeping it a secret.

"Hurry and tell me, Raf." Hanna.

"Later you'll know for yourself when you get there." Imbuh Raffael while rising from his seat. "I'm going back to work, happy work Miss." Accompanied by the blink of his eyes. Raffael passed away, still not telling him where he was going to take Hanna next week.

Obviously, he had planned something there.

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