Husband For Keara
A Night to Remember

The echoes of deafening applause. The small screams and the coquettish laughter continued from the girls, until the mothers who had taken care of the grandchildren also cheered the impromptu singer.

Keara had to turn her body again so that no one would see her tears that had already shed into her smooth cheeks. In his heart he also admired and was swept away by the song of the singer impromptu. He was eager to run to the podium to approach the man.

The cheeks that were wet. Keara sled her bag after sipping a drink to reduce tightness in her chest. He got up and turned his body. Facing towards the very handsome male singer, and tonight looks very charismatic.

The man smiled again at her. This time a bigger smile than before when singing. Put the microphone on the standing mic that is not far from the body. Then stand up and walk to the end of the podium.

Now he is dealing with that figure. The man with the warm smile that these few days so filled his mind and heart. The charismatic singer is Harris Risjad.

Keara's feelings were mixed. He was longing, moved, sad and very happy at one time. The smile of this man was in fact able to destroy his defense.

Both are overcome by a longing that can no longer be held. Walking up to each other and wanting to melt the longing into one warm embrace. Feel like holding each other and don't want to be far away anymore.

But only a few steps they walked. Keara stopped her steps. He saw his body almost closed perfectly, without reproach, by the audience 'concert' was a hundred percent is a woman. They came to call Harris by calling her name in a ludicrous, spoiled tone.

"Mas Harrii.. "

"Sister Harriisss..."

"Harrriyiss.."

"Solicit a photo with your brother.."

"May shaman no, Mas..?"

"Duh, it turns out that Harris Pinter's singing ya.."

"Mas Harris sounds really good.."

"I melt with the sound of my brother.."

Harris sculpting. Rigid body. He who was not used to the crowd was suddenly confused as to what to do. He had to raise his hands high so as not to touch the front of the bodies of these women.

He thought it was better if the ones covering him were the light clothes and thugs, then he would not hesitate to beat him up. But this is a woman..? Whatt the fuck*ck???

The crowd made his view of the figure of his puja girl blocked. From a short distance away, he saw her walking away from the restaurant.

'Bara sia lan!! Where the hell is he?? Very slow to help me.' grunts in my heart.

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"Hi." Ocha said to a man, in a corridor near the restaurant. Shortly after he ran away leaving his best friend alone inside the restaurant. For the sake of the romantic meeting plan of his best friend.

The man called Ocha just nodded slowly. Without giving any expression on his face.

"Baras right?"

"Yes" she answered briefly.

"I'm Ocha, who met in the lobby this afternoon." Ocha repeated to make sure the man in front of her remembers her.

Bara just nodded expressionlessly (again).

"So Bara is the same Mas Harris just back from Korea?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Ooh.." Ocha almost ran out of sense looking for chat material. This man continued to answer briefly without expression.

"Okay, I need to get back inside as soon as possible. Excuse me." concluded Bara, thinking Ocha no longer add to the question.

"Eh wait... Um... I can still chat Bara mas right, even though this plan has succeeded?"

He also hesitated to say no. Due to a surprise idea from his boss he is forced to contact this noisy and strange girl. The rest, where ever he reciprocated chat intensely with a girl.

After feeling Ocha no longer say anything, just as comfortable as an obscure and laughable smile, Bara moved back into the restaurant. He left his boss singing because he wanted to go to the toilet.

How surprised Bara was to see Harris being surrounded by women. His boss immediately glared sharply at him. Making Bara swiftly dispel the crowd.

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Keara walked out of the hotel. Approaching the beach whose usual night beauty he enjoyed from the balcony of his hotel room. The dark night and the lonely beach strangely did not scare him.

The sound of waves pounding the sea water that hit the beach is earthy. As if chasing while laughing carelessly.

The sea breeze at night is also cool. The hot air carried by Keara from inside the restaurant.

Keara let her feet touched by the sea water which occasionally slammed by the waves. Moisten the legs to half his calves. Feeling the cold of the sea water pierced into his bones, but strangely he felt calm.

It's annoying to see someone who's been missed being unachievable because more people like it too.

"Definitely a full circle of girls.. Own handsome, cool by yourself.. Where on the nempel anyway.very odd again the mothers.. I'm carrying a grandson too, still a smallness.." Keara said to the sea in front of him.

He flung his feet to kick the water. Which of course is a futile action. But still he did it for the sake of venting his frustration. Upset because his longing has not been treated. Already the fanatical fans of the girl-boy who sucks.

Someone held his arm, making Keara aghast. He looked over quickly and found that the person was more surprised.

"Ehmm Mas Ha-rris..?"

"Why go, baby? It's hard to see you, but once you meet, you run away." Harris said with a gentle smile that shook the girl's heart.

"It's over with the fans?" Keara asked in a cynical manner.

"It has. Bara and his men are taking care of the freaks." replied Harris remained calm. Not bothered by Keara's cynical attitude.

The hand that was originally clutching the upper arm of Keara slowly crept down to grasp the fingers of the girl. He played the flickering fingers with anxiety. Longing.

"Enak.. I'm an artist now. The pantesan is getting busy.." Keara continued his sarcastic actions. Pretending there was no longing that stifled his chest.

"Naughty.. Who else is an artist.." Harris slicked his shoulders.

"Are you saying I'm busy not looking for you these few days, hm?"

"No." Keara replied quickly, still wanting to hide her feelings.

"Then tell me, baby.. Do you enjoy your days as long as no one bothers you?" harris asked in a calm voice. But Keara could hear, the voice hit her heart strongly. As strong as the waves that make his body slightly turn to the side.

"If you shut up, what does that mean 'yes'? Does that mean coming here to see you was wrong and bothering you?"

Keara clenched her lips tightly. Where could Harris be bothering you..? The arrival of this man actually greatly relieved the tightness that continues to squeeze him.

Slowly the grip on his fingers loosened. Then it came off perfectly.

"All right then.." - Harris. The man's voice was almost swallowed by the noise of the waves.

Harris turned and walked away. Leaving behind Keara who was still silently pecking.

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