Husband For Keara
Heart Expressions

It only took a few seconds for Anita's mom to recognize Keara's husband's face. Suddenly beautiful old face with makeup polish bu Anita turned red. Netra. The corners of his lips were trembling.

"H-Harris..?" said grazed.

"Yes, mom. My husband's name is Harris. Harris Risjad." said Keara steady. There is firmness in his tone of speech. It was as if she was ignoring the fact that the woman before her was currently her mother-in-law.

"Last year my husband's face often appeared on television. Surely once twice Anita's seen it. It turns out that mom really recognized him." Keara continued. He ignored the surprised face of Anita's mother who had not changed since a few seconds ago. When I first saw Harris's photo from Keara's phone.

"Oh i-i.. Yes." Anita blinked and cleared her throat several times. Trying to neutralize his feelings. It was obvious that he was nervous and misbehaved. Sometimes he even stole a glance at his son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter who were sitting on another sofa in the hotel lobby. Worried that his family knew about the mess he had been keeping for years.

"What does it mean for Keara to show me that photo? What's.. Ye.. Tau.. About me?" anita asked with caution. He did not expect to see a photo of Harris from the phone of a woman he had just known yesterday. But now one more powerful curiosity crawled his mind.

"A little bit." Keara casually answered Anita's question by making a little symbol using her index finger and thumb.

Anita. I want to say but confused where to start. The middle-aged woman's gesture looked even more agitated than before.

Lie, if he says he doesn't know his son's condition. Are alive or dead. Where to live, or where to work. Because Keara had locked in from the start. Harris Risjad is famous. As a rich and successful young entrepreneur. His son did not even change his name. So it was impossible for Anita to stand up not knowing the whereabouts of her son.

"Surely I recognized him. He's Harris..."

"Thank God that you remember." interrupted Keara quickly. "My intention and purpose for coming here to see my mother is because I know that this is my last day in town. I thought, if you'd come back to Kalimantan, it would be difficult for me to meet you.."

Keara straightened her sitting position, took a deep breath and prepared to take out all the words that were in her head. "I'll talk fast because I'm in a hurry to catch a flight."

"Harris Risjad's. My husband is my mother's son. Do you remember that too?"

Anita is back. But this time his tears also shed enlivening the awward moment of meeting the in-laws and daughter-in-law. Anita quickly wiped away the water that kept pouring down her cheeks. He nodded in response to Keara's question. His tongue was so weak that he could not say. But still there was a sentence that slid down from his lips, "Where might a mother forget her child...."

"Yesterday that night when we first met at the pizza parlor, my husband saw my mother. Then suddenly his mood soured and he took me home. Mom know? He's very sad. Don't know what to do. Twenty years of living alone, then suddenly he saw his birth mother with a family he did not know, was eating together and happy. What my husband feels, I can't imagine."

"Not only that. When I asked him if he wanted to see Mom, he said no. Because it's no use. Don't know what to say.." Keara took another deep breath. She clearly remembered the pain of her husband last night.

"Honestly, I disagree. There are so many things I want to say to Anita's mother. So much so that I had to refrain from crossing the line to the woman who had given birth to my husband."

"Don't you wonder, as a mother, how a twelve-year-old could live a twenty-year life without you?" shoot Keara.

Anita's tears were flowing down the river. He was sure that Keara's question didn't need an answer. Shame to admit his daughter-in-law has more motherly side than him.

"Mas Harris grew up to be a good man and a good man, Mom. He succeeds with his own hard work. He's sholeh. Never missed a single mandatory prayer service even though every day busy with work that accumulates. Not once did he fall into the world of night or crime despite living without parental supervision and protection."

"For years he lived lonely. Being alone through an uneasy youth. No one noticed the food. No one takes care of him when he is sick. No one praised him when he got good grades. No one's celebrating his birthday."

Anita cries terjugu. "It's my fault.. I made him suffer.."

Keara gave a pause. Letting her in-laws digest her words first. Although it must be accompanied by tears. But it's not comparable to what Harris felt, is it? So there's no harm in being a little brash with her husband's mother, Keara thought.

"If you're Harris' wife and my daughter-in-law, that means the twins in your womb are my grandchildren?" Anita with sweaty eyes looked at Keara deeply. Her crying broke again after seeing Keara nod.

With trembling hands, Anita ventured to touch the big belly of Keara. No longer did he care about his family who were on another sofa confused to see him sobbing. It was all too sudden for him. Surprised him.

"Harris must hate me so much.. I was too embarrassed to meet him..."

"Mas Harris misses mom a lot. Although he never said anything, but deep down he missed his mother so much.. Only her childhood trauma left her unable to see her" Keara said. The little girl, of course, had been crying for some time. Although not as sniffling as Anita.

From the tail of her eyes, Keara saw princess bu Anita rise from her seat and walk up to her. Keara immediately wiped her tears rough.

"I beg.. If you do not intend to meet mas Harris to treat his heart injury, then never dare to appear before him. Don't ever come to this town again." said Keara.

"Mas Harris couldn't forget the woman who gave birth to him. But right now, he was already happy and buried his dark past. He's not lonely anymore. Mas Harris already has a new family that loves him sincerely. He will soon be a father too. Please appreciate his efforts to heal his wounds all this time."

"Mama, what's wrong? Why is mom crying?" ask Anita's mother's daughter.

Anita tried to wipe away her tears, waving her hand to signal to her daughter that there was nothing.

Keara got up from her seat. A little trouble because of the growing stomach. Tidying up the dress that is tangled at the bottom because it sits too long.

"But if I were you, I'd see him once, as long as I'm old. I will ask for forgiveness and forgiveness from my son. Because I left him in his bad moments. After that, I can go quietly. Go back to living my life again." said Keara after he rose perfectly.

"I'll excuse Anita's mother. Sorry to interrupt the time. I hope, even if there is a next meeting, it will be better than today. Assalamualaikum.."

Keara breezed away. Leaving Anita's mother and daughter who are still confused about the actual circumstances.

"Sir Diman, we go to Harris's office." said Keara as soon as he was sitting sweet in the back of his car. Mr. Diman nodded politely. Car to the requested destination.

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