Husband For Keara
Not Wanting to Be Like Papa

Keara throws her body into the bed. She continued her crying by burrowing her head on the pillow. Not to forget he took off and threw the origin of the sia*lan dress that became the culprit of his quarrel with Harris earlier.

His heart is very sick. He had never scolded Harris that cold before. He felt himself doing nothing wrong. Indeed, the mouth of the breng*sek David that only needs to be gagged. Sucks.

Keara covered with a thick blanket of her body that only wore a pair of covers of the sensitive area. He was too lazy to get up and take a change of clothes after removing his dress earlier. He's already sleepy. His eyes wanted to be closed after being tired of crying.

But it is basic Keara. She has always been hard to sleep lately if not hugged by her husband. It had been ten minutes he turned his body back on the bed because he could not sleep well. Moreover, the intestines in his stomach continue to protest asking to be filled. He's very hungry. But reluctant to eat.

Be Keara just picking up the pillow that Harris used to wear. The surface of the fabric on the pillow that still gives off the masculine aroma of her husband that she hugged tightly like bolsters. Replacing the embrace of her husband who seems still angry and does not want to get out of his study. Slowly, his soul flew into the dreamland.

Harris, though, tried to think clearly. Understanding his wife and dampening his ego. He was leaning in his work chair. He lifted his face to face with a white ceiling above his head.

Harris rubbed his face violently. There was guilt in his mind. Has made her woman cry like that. Even cruelly he let the tears of the beautiful Netra pour out without him even a little bit. How could his heart be so hard?

Jealousy seems to have turned him into a cruel person. For a moment his chest felt tight. He felt he had become a human being similar to Alfariz Risjad. Late papa.

Do not forget his deaf ears for not wanting to hear the explanation Keara said. Even his eyes were also blind because they did not see how much his woman was very sad because of his harsh treatment. His own hand had already physically hurt while gripping the strong waist slender wife.

Harris rubbed his face rough. It's getting frustrating. The shadow of Keara crying earlier was very fixed in his mind. Not being expelled in any way. He really did not want to be the incarnation of Alfariz Risjad. He does not want to be blind jealous to hurt his beloved woman.

After taking a shower, he approached the bed. Observing his sleeping wife curling up while hugging his pillow. Harris's hand was raised to caress his wife's hair. Waving the mane of hair that covered the beautiful face of Keara very carefully so as not to wake Keara.

Harris turned his body to the other side of the bed. Raise the blanket so that he can join in bed. But his hand that was dangling the blanket instantly stopped in midair. He swallowed his saliva. His throat was stuck staring at the beautiful scenery under the blanket.

Harris went into the same blanket as his wife. Where the woman sleeps without wearing clothes, only the interior covers her sensitive areas. Drain the swish that heats Harris' body.

Harris had to be willing to sleep without a pillow because his pillow was used so bolster by Keara. His body was close to the body of his wife. Embracing Keara's slender waist despite both bodies being blocked by pillows. He kissed Keara's cheeks, temples, and lips briefly and gently. Do not want to disturb the sleep of women whose faces look pale and messy because after crying this.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, baby." Harris said in a hoarse voice. Although Keara will not hear, but the apology he still blurted. However, he felt guilty for his bad behavior earlier.

...----------------...

🌹 Happy reading

🌹 make your favorite yaa. let the latest update if there is a new chapter 😉.

🌹 click like, comment, give a gift and vote .. thank you