Husband For Keara
Guests Sucks

Harris looked at his wife from behind. The woman was arranging trinkets for whatever. So serious that she didn't realize her husband was home. Even went into the room.

Harris touched his wife's waist with both hands. Her lips kissed the woman's open shoulder. Attached his body to the slender back of his woman.

Keara squirmed in surprise. It quickly flips over the body. Having her husband smile, she forced a smile on her lips.

"Mas Harris has come home" he said flatly. His fingers reached for Harris' big palm and then dyed the solid back of the hand.

"Hmmm.. What kind of wry welcome is this?" Harris frowned. He was amazed at the change in his wife's face. Just an hour ago, his wife looked so happy.

Keara looked away. Pretending to be busy with what he was doing. Avoiding the gaze of her husband who started to smell something was wrong with her.

"Sorry mas.. I'll finish this first, yeah.." Keara gave up without seeing the handsome face of the husband.

"Waiting crew?"

"Udah." short Keara.

"Continue pouting? Is it because I still want to swim session two the same? We can have time in the Maldives when it was last day..."

Although still not turning his head, but from where Harris was staring, Keara carved a stifled smile.

Harris held both arms over Keara, then turned his wife's tiny body so that he freely looked at his wife's bead eyes. "Why baby? What makes my beautiful wife pout..?"

"It's okay, ma'am.. Not pouting..." Keara smiled. Even though it looks forced. He tried hard to neutralize his facial expression. Hiding her frustration with aunt Martha's male guest earlier.

"Mas Harris has eaten? We eat yuk.. I was a really big laper just now abis swim directly out of energy.." said Keara. Too focused to cover up his feelings, he forgot that Harris had told him that he had eaten.

Harris doesn't just believe. He grabbed his wife's waist. Taped to his sturdy body. "I was very excited to get home quickly. I can't wait to see my beautiful and cheerful wife on the screen. But as soon as I got home, my wife lost her cherry..."

Keara immediately felt guilty. She knew she would not welcome her husband home as she should. Both of her arms spontaneously grabbed the husband's neck. He struggled on his tiptoes to be able to kiss Harris' lips. "Sorry dear.." he said.

"What's up, hm?" harris asked with a very sad smile.

"Don't make me figure it out myself, honey... I want my wife to be honest and open to me."

Keara seemed to think. She said not to tell Harris. But what Harris says is true, too. Harris could have found out through the workers at his house. He can also find out through hidden videos installed at every corner point in this house. So what can he cover?

"I'm in love again... So overall.. It's so good.." grumbled Keara. His scowl was very funny in Harris's eyes.

"Yes. but kesel why baby? Am I going over to the house?" Harris flirted with his wife.

"Isshh Harris.... Ngeselin." too." Keara pinched the chest of the field where he leaned his head.

"News. What makes our princess this is kelp and sebel..?"

Keara grabbed the phone stored on a nearby table. The screen is pitch black not on. He pushed the phone slightly to Harris' chest. "My phone's broken. it's in the pool."

"Huh? You're crashing because your phone's broken? Because of calling me earlier, hm?" Harris cringing.

Keara shook her head faintly. Her brain is overshadowed by a smile that sucks aunt Martha's boyfriend. He turned back his lips.

"If this is the only reason, we can buy a new phone, baby.. Want to go now?"

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