Husband For Keara
Meet Kangen

A bright Sunday morning. Keara sat watching tivi after breakfast with mom and mas Arman. Early in the morning, he even took a shower. It is a rare natural phenomenon.

"Ciyee's.. My son is now taking a shower. Since Harris's application.." as late as mother. And successfully made Keara's lips pursed while Mas Arman chuckled full of tones of ridicule.

"Love makes us realize the importance of bathing, ma'am." said Arman.

"Yes dong, mas.. Let it be fragrant and beautiful if you meet the heart. Hahaa.." cried mother again.

"Well why on lebay anyway..? I want to go in the room. Males are the same people who do not understand the importance of health and hygiene that starts from small things. Morning shower one of them.." reply Keara. He immediately got up from his seat.

"K, instead of you liking it every day because Harris is busy, you actually accept a job offer as Harris' assistant.. It's good, you can meet every day, you can take him everywhere, keep getting another salary.. Triple kill!!" mas Arman said in a made-up style.

"Who does it...?"

"Halaah mas Arman canan nasehatin people. He did not dare painusin mbak.. Yes, cemen!"

"Now Sunday, do not want to take a walk what? Kasian really mbak Merry dating mas Arman.. Anyep." reply Keara. After that, he immediately flushed and ran into the room to avoid being hit by the remote tv from his brother.

Keara changed clothes. Wearing thin makeup and spraying her favorite perfume. Several times he pegged himself in front of the mirror. Try one shirt, and change with other clothes that he thinks fit better. In his subconscious, he was really excited for his meeting today with Harris. He has been struggling since he woke up this morning. Halahs.. Stupid people who are kasmaran.

Lied that he didn't miss Harris. Two days Harris worked out of town their communications faltered. Enough to make Keara go mad. Repeatedly looking at his phone to check Harris's reply. And many times he also considered wanting to call or video call with the man. But always stop him to do for fear of disturbing his busy work.

Keara begins to read the rhythm of communicating with Harris. In working hours he will reply to messages longer. Although still in its reasonable stage. But still can phone and video call.

When Harris works out of town or abroad, communication between the two will be even longer. Harris never called her, not even at night. Only chat messages are responded to more slowly than usual.

"K.. Harris came.." cried mas Arman, spontaneously spurring his heartbeat increasingly.

"Yeah..." Keara rushed out of the room. Got Harris sitting on the porch with mom.

Keara and Harris say goodbye to mom. Harris kissed the back of mom's hand as usual. Just like Keara. It seems clear evidence of the upbringing of the family of Bu Farida who lowered the values of good manners.

In the car, Keara smiled faintly glancing at the handsome-looking Harris with a casual outfit. Only wear white shirts and jeans.

"You are so beautiful today." said Harris with a faint smile and eyes fixed on the street in front of him.

Keara smothered smile. He did not reply, only throwing his gaze out the car window. He was sure Harris knew about the timid expression currently on his face. Not to mention the cheeks that have been flushed. Embarrassing.

"I miss you, K.. Don't wander there mulu dong." said Harris with a seductive smile.

"What siih... This has also been met.." seloroh Keara while turning the bow so looked at Harris who was driving. No matter what his face is red. Moreover, Harris's smile was getting wider.

"Where are we going this time?" ask Keara later.

"Go to the mall. Nyari engagement ring. But I'll have breakfast first, K.."

"Have you not had breakfast yet?" Keara glanced at her watch, it was already ten in the morning. "Emang mas Harris got up late?"

"Hmmm.. I slept again."

"Keep after waking up and before coming to my house, you can have breakfast first.."

"Gak stew.. I think it's more practical to eat out. You can meet with you faster too. I really miss knowing I'm.."

"What's wrong Bik Santi?"

"Bik Santi returns home. Her husband is sick..,"

"Why didn't you say that? I could have breakfast at my house.."

"It's okay, honey.. I'm embarrassed every time you go to your house to eat.."

"It's okay.. Just eating doang. Yeah, except for Harris, I don't like to eat village food. Prefer to eat at a fancy restaurant at a fantastic price just for the seuprit food portion.." Keara folded her hands on her chest. But a second later he closed his mouth shut. Realized he must have been speaking wrongly.

Keara looked at Harris who was massaging her temple with fingers. The man had not even any expression and desire to reply to Keara's words. The long silence blocked both. Until Harris' breath sounded rough.

"You know I'm not like that." That's just a short sentence that popped out of Harris's lips.

Keara knew very well, Harris preferred home cooking. During his life, he rarely ate at home. Therefore, when there was a chance to eat food Farida bu or Keara's mother, Harris was very happy. Whatever food is served, even though it is far from luxurious and expensive.

Harris glanced at Keara. The girl slightly lowered her head while biting her lower lip. Seeing that Harris spontaneously smiled.

"His lips don't get bitten by it, it's cassian." Harris said breaking the silence.

"What's kasian?"

"Same as me.."

"Did?"

"I want to bite too..."

Keara hit Harris' arm slowly. With a blushing smile that further thickened the red hue on his cheek. Harris gently rubbed the top of Keara's head.

"I miss the same as you.. But don't tell me I don't like to eat country food. Your mother's cooking is so good there are no opponents. I really feel bad, have eaten in your house a lot.."

"Yes.. Sorry.." said Keara with an adorable frown.

Harris gently rubbed the girl's cheeks longingly. Keara who felt something strange immediately caught the big hand stuck to her cheek. Holding that hand with a frown.

"Mas Harris has a fever?" Keara pressed the back of her hand against Harris's cheek and forehead. Trying to keep the man's body temperature.

"Yes, Harris has a fever, right? Why force it out anyway mas..? What if Mas Harris? Like a little child already knows again sick still desperate to go play.."

The barrage of Keara's nagging actually made Harris laugh. He felt his head throbbing. Be ill. But there was a piece of happiness that warmed his heart.

Been a long time. For a very long time no one had realized he had a fever or not, if he did not speak. Bik Santi. No one was worried when he left the house when he had a fever. And no one dared to nag him.

"Laugh.. Very stubborn anyway. Turn around now. Harris is coming home. I'll be able to get home from Harris' house.. Let's turn baliikk.." ketus Keara.

"From the ring tomorrow.. There's still time. This already knows the fever even came out, not yet fast breakfast.. Iiihh ngeselin really.."

"I'm okay, K.. Really."

"It's a fever, mas.. Not sure about it.."

"I'm just infected with malaria..."

"Malaria??!!" Keara.

"Malazindu."

Huuh.. Prett!!

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