Husband For Keara
Possessive (3)

“Honey, the. um.. Anu...”

“This video what is this much mas?”

Keara. More than a hundred videos logged in simultaneously to apps Keara was not familiar with. He cringed in astonishment. Harris scratched his head. Too confused to start explaining where.

“This is not a weird video right.?” accuse Keara.

“Not darling.. Don't misunderstand me.. Gini, I have to clear one by one.” Harris gently rubbed his wife's back.

“Jelasins.. Otherwise, who wouldn't misunderstand..” Keara muttered softly and looked at my husband.

Harris patiently guided his wife to sit on the headboard of the bed. His left hand stretched out to embrace Keara. The little girl drooped comfortably on Harris' chest.

“Darling, like this. At home, office, apartment, villa, in all the assets I have, there is a CCTV I installed.”

“Oh yes? But I've never seen a Cctv camera at Harris' house.”.

“The location is hidden, dear.. Only I know. And the only one who can access the footage from all those places is me.”

“Oh yes. Now you also know, my beloved wife. You do deserve to know..” added Harris.

Keara raised her face. “Why is that? Isn't there usually its own security section in charge of checking and securing everything.”.

“Yes, but I don't really believe in them all, baby.. I'm very hard to believe in others.”

“After all, if people knew there was a camera, they would be nice.. Different if you don't know.”

“Oh Yes, right.. But can Harris believe me?”

“Sure darling.. I really believe in you.. Therefore, if you were to betray me, my heart would be deeply hurt.”

Keara tightened her deck. “I also hope we will never hurt each other mas.. Stay like this forever.. Keep loving me forever..”.

“Definitely, darling.. Inshaa Allah.. May God allow us to be together forever.. Until death do that separate.”

The lips of the two are linked to each other. Melu mat and sap full of love. As a glittering expression of love. There was no partition because their hearts had also fused and did not want to part.

Their lips slipped because Keara suddenly snapped. “WAIT!! Means Harris mas can see Bara and Hanna videos anytime??”

The girl's netra exuded a domineering glint of jealousy. Keara sniffed her shoulders trying to escape from her husband's arms.

“Can if I want, baby.. But I don't want to see.” said Harris softly.

“Pantesan, it was relaxing just as I forbid to see Hanna's video.. Apparently...” furious Keara.

“Appointment?”

“Appointment, dear.”

Keara stared in full search. But eventually the tensed veins on his face gradually loosened.

“One more, mas.. Third, I want to know where all the houses, villas, apartments, everything that mas Harris has. I want to know everything.”

“Good... The list will give you everything.”

Keara nodded weakly. Although he seemed dissatisfied, he still did not refuse when Harris returned to take him into his warm embrace.

“Can I know? Why is my wife suddenly so serious and asking me this detail.?”

“I just don't feel too familiar with Harris. And I don't like that... I think I should know where Harris' house is.. So that Harris mas will not be able to have the opportunity to hide other women in one of the houses or apartments mas Harris..”.

“Hah? Ahahahhahaa” Harris laughs.

“Will not, dear.. No way!” harris. He's really happy. Well, it looks like Harris has gone crazy. He was so happy when his wife was being possessive and demanded to be curious in many ways..

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🌹 Two weeks later..

Harris and Keara just got back from their honeymoon. Mr. Diman's picking up at the airport. Now their cars have penetrated the crowded streets of Surabaya.

Honeymoon is happy for both. Because Harris really gave all his time to Keara. Keara was very impressed with the long honeymoon around three countries in Asia.

“What is the state of the house sir? Safe?” harris asked when they had just arrived home. Mr. Diman pulled his car over near the entrance so that his young master and miss would not go too far.

“Alhamdulillah safe, Sir.”

Both got out of the car. Stepping gracefully into a new home for Keara.

“Welcome back, my dear.” Harris kissed his wife's temple.

“Still mas.. Tell me what I should do.. I know myself I have never lived in a house this big.”

“That you should do is just change position for a more varied game, baby.. I like now you can already dominate in bed.”

“Ishh.. He said anything, always running to bed. Basic pervert.”

Harris chuckles.

Their warmth suddenly turned bland when the figure of the Harris family but felt (still) foreign came to visit his residence.

“Harris... Keara..”.

Both of them looked at the door. Origin of sound is heard.

“Tante Martha..” murmured Keara.

Coming up at this time were aunt Martha and her ten-year-old daughter, Stella.

“Harris. please allow aunt and Stella to stay in this house.. Aunty has no place to live anymore.. Please, Harris.. Aunt ask for help.”.

"Your Om house was confiscated. Because of his mounting debts.. Auntie doesn't have anything anymore..."

Keara and Harris looked at each other. Both of them were silent as if they did not want to be the first to make a decision.

"Please, son.. Look at Stella, she's your cousin, too, Harris.. Aunty can live anywhere, but aunty can't bear that Stella lives in the streets.."

"Alright, Aunt.. You two can stay here. But there's only one room for you. How's it?" harris.

"It's okay, Harris.. Really am.. Aunt is very grateful."

"OKAY. Bik Santi will show you the guest room that you will occupy."

Harris grabbed his wife's arm. Then the two went up to Harris's room, which was officially their room.

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Excuse me. uler has made it into Harris's house. Get ready we give a thin pebble to the household Harris Keara yaa..

Let Mas Harris not grow mulu mulu mind..

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