Husband For Keara
Father's Incitement

"Dear, what is this? Why is there a hundred million check for Suryo Pratomo's name? You give this much money to my dad??"

"Huh?" Harris surprised. He swallowed his saliva.

"Emmm.. Nope, honey.. That's my client. It just so happens that his name is the same as your father." kilah Harris. He still chose to hide Mr. Suryo's problem. Didn't want Keara to get to know and finally make up his mind.

Keara nodded and gave Harris the check sheet she had taken. He thought, clients and colleagues mas Harris very much. It is not impossible that there is a person named Suryo Pratomo as well. Just like his father's name.

Harris immediately kept the check back in his study. The check is the time he gives it tomorrow. The 15th.

The old man who was none other than his father-in-law, did not dare to make trouble. He would come to Harris' office every fifteen months to take his monthly allotment. After that he would go home again and not harass Harris.

Harris climbed into the bed where his wife had been lying comfortably first. As usual, the man always swallowed his chest while sleeping. As if it does not feel cold even though there is a cooling AC in there.

He kissed his wife's lips.

"Darling, it's not cold, don't you wear clothes?" ask Keara curiously. The first time she saw her husband in this house was sleeping without clothes.

"No... Even if you don't wear pants it's not cold either.."

"Pooch.. Just get in the wind."

"Will not, baby... Especially if we diligently exercise before going to bed." said Harris. His head had already slit in the recess of his wife's neck. Inhaling deeply the scent of the body of a woman who has become the sweetest opium.

"That's all Harris can do... Eunghh" the cry escaped from Keara's pretty lips. Feeling Harris fingers that feel his thighs getting up. rose and rose up until rubbing the most sensitive part.

Harris smiled with a gaze that was already filled with a fog of passion. "Let's exercise first let's not catch a cold baby..."

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The next day, Keara was busy in the kitchen. She wanted to cook lunch and deliver to her husband's office. If you remember, she had not come to her husband's office for more than a week. Although often control the food of the husband via the phone, it is still different if not deliver it yourself.

In a few steps he reached the entrance of the building. But his steps came to a halt as soon as he saw the figure of an old man walking just out of the door he was about to walk through.

"Mr?"

The man stopped because he felt called. He looked at Keara, a grin emerging from his lips.

"Hi, what a beautiful father.. We have not met for a long time. He came home a few times..."

Keara. It seems like the last time he met his father was when he got married. Keara did know his father often came home from his mother's story. But every time Keara came, he was never with his father. He doesn't want to either.

"Oh yes, I forgot.. My son is married to a rich man.. Where to go back to the hut house first." added Mr. Suryo wants to heat up his daughter's heart.

"Why did you come here? Want to go find Harris??" Keara chose to ask something that disturbed her curiosity. Rather than having to respond to his father's words that clearly sounded provoking.

"Yes." replied Mr. Suryo briefly.

"Well?" ask Keara again. Suddenly he remembered about last night's check. Was that check really for his father?

"Request work. But your wood husband is so arrogant. He drove the father away and did not want to give the father a job." mr. Suryo schemingly intended to pit the boy and his husband. He still hates Harris because he thinks his daughter-in-law is not loyal to him. Just give a little monthly money, and hide adopted children who become valuable assets to make them millionaires.

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