Husband For Keara
Mr. Matre

"You are Ris." replied Arman casually. He puffed his cigarette smoke towards the sky. With her face up, without even looking, she knew Harris was panicking and confused.

"I've known you for decades, Ris.. Even though he left us for a dozen years, I still remember the war." added mas Arman.

Arman took a long breath. Since marrying Keara, you often come to their home. Early in the morning you will come for breakfast. Arman had to force the father to go home when Arman had to go to work because it is not good to let the father and mother alone at home when the status of both is clearly already falling talak.

You also give money once a week that is not small. That was the basis of Arman's suspicion. His father was not a good man to make money. Not businessman. Nor are exemplary employees who feel at home working in companies owned by people. That's the reason why their family's economy used to be difficult and the father was in debt.

Now, with the ease of giving money routinely? Arman felt there must be something behind this.

"Father is not a person who is diligent and smart to make money, Ris.. But lately he routinely gave money to mothers five million rupiah. That's weird.."

"Five million??" Harris widened his eyes. For him it was a very small nominal. Even just not ten percent of the total money he gave to Mr. Suryo, his father-in-law.

"Why is that surprised? How much did you give Father?" ask me Arman.

"One hundred million."

"Huh??" Now it was Arman's turn to be surprised. He choked on his own cigarette smoke. "When did you love that?"

"After my marriage, my mother.. You came to the office and asked my assistant for money."

Arman frowned in disbelief. "How could he come to your office by himself? Man is not ashamed.."

Harris rubbed his face rough. He had no problem giving money to his wife's family. But if it is abused by one party, obviously he does not like.

Mr. Suryo is clearly a treasure madman. He was not even shy about asking for and receiving money from Harris just to marry off his own daughter. The child he had abandoned for years.

"How many times have you given him money?"

"Just twice.. First, when I met him for the first time. Asking him to come to this house is just to be happy.. And ask her to be our guardian."

"Sorry mas.. Maybe I'm presumptuous to have tracked my father's whereabouts without first asking K and the family for permission."

"Why Ris..? I actually wanted to thank you. At least I know I still have a father.. But when it comes to accepting the fact that you haven't changed for the better, it's also a blow to us.."

"I'm sorry, ma'am.." Harris was bowed in. Deep down he did not feel his actions were wrong. But the fact that his father-in-law was*jat and materialistic, he felt compassion for his mother-in-law and his wife.

"I just want my marriage with Keara to run sacred and in accordance with the Shari'a. I do not want to ignore the existence of the father, my marriage can be considered invalid because our marriage guardian should be the biological father who is still alive.. I don't want my children to be questioned if our marriage isn't legal."

"Maha.."

Harris was shocked to hear Mas Arman's laughter.

"You turned out to be a bucin too, same as my super-bug sister.."

Harris scratched his nape in order to quash the awkwardness and embarrassment.

"When she's no good but beautiful. The body is also short.. If you talk really noisy, like a fish trader in the market. Ahahaa.."

"Keep, what would you do if you asked for money again and again?"

"I'm sorry, but.. But trust me. As long as his request is still within reasonable limits, I have no problem giving him money.."

"Basar horang kayaah.." cibir mas Arman.

"Hehe.. I consider it compensation for marrying me and K mas.."

"A man like that does not deserve to be called a father. Where there is a father who asks for compensation for marrying his own daughter." said mas Arman.

"It's getting eroded out of my respect for parents like him" added mas Arman.

Harris was silent. He did not want to comment much on his wife's family matters. Because the turmoil in the hearts of family members is clearly derived from his mistakes that bring again a figure they want to forget.

"Be careful, Ris.. If I knew, this could be a problem for you. He could have been very angry once you knew you were deliberately giving your father money to come back into our lives."

Harris was weak. He knew the consequences from the beginning. That means he also has to be ready whenever Keara knows, then scold him loudly. He has no right to evade.

"Heyy.." Keara's carefree voice suddenly burst out from inside the door. Making two adult men who were involved in serious chat on the porch were both tiptoed in shock.

"Campret nih bocil.. Ngagetin aja." seloroh mas Arman. Harris smiled at the cheerful look of his wife.

"At what say.. Really serious.."

"Not saying anything, dear.." said softly Harris as he rubbed his wife's arm.

"By the man's business.. Bocil banned kepo." ledek Mas Arman again.

"Rabbell.. The bocil... I'm an adult and a wife of this man.. It's good to be called a bocil.." Keara scowled in annoyance.

"Maha..."

"Eh, let's have dinner first, come on in... I've prepared at the dinner table." mother also followed to the terrace to call her children.

"It's busy already masakin vegetable lodeh.. My daughter-in-law used to love mom's vegetable lodeh.. Until it goes twice. Ehehe...."

Harris laughed happily. He is happy to be in this house now. It was when he first came to the house of Keara, and the first time he ate with them, that he prayed that he might become part of this family. And God granted his prayers. He doesn't want anything else. God has bestowed this much happiness on him.

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