Husband For Keara
Occasions

"Darling, I cut up your meat steak." said Keara. His hand was busy holding a fork and a knife was dismembering the thick flesh that was still puffing smoke in front of him.

"Hm.." Harris answered flatly. He was still upset with his wife. Despite that whining Keara said that he was hungry and wanted to eat a half-cooked steak made him willingly stranded in a steak restaurant even with a sour face.

"My husband can also.. Hihii gemesh.." Keara joked that her two beautiful neutrals could not be separated from her husband's steak plate. So that the expression of a stifled smile Harris heard his chatter, escaped from sight.

"Unfortunately I'm a laper and want to eat steak.. That's why I keep coming out. Try if you want, I want to pull to the room just now. Eat cuddling and roll spoiled bolsters on the mattress actuallyaa... Especially if my husband is in badmood fashion, his lips are pouting, so the more delicious the nyiumin.. Hehhee" Keara continued to babble and chuckle to herself.

"I've cut it into pieces.. Goodbye to my husband...." Keara kept the steak plate in front of Harris. Then pull out his own steak plate and re-hold the knife and fork to cut the steak himself.

Harris rubbed his face rough. He could not bear to look at his wife's faith. If only there were no eastern norms and customs that he still uphold, he would have smeared and smeared his wife's lips in this visitor-heavy restaurant.

With a stifled smile, Harris ate the steak that was in front of him.

Next, Harris ate without saying anything. His face remained as cold as ever since he left the house with his wife. Unlike Keara who eats while continuing to nyerocos. Telling absurd things despite not getting a meaningful response from her husband. It was as if he had forgotten his frustration with aunt Martha's male guest and returned to being the cheerful Keara.

"Honey, I don't like you like that." said Harris after the food and Keara's belongings ran out.

Keara took a deep breath before speaking. "I'm sorry, honey.. But let's give aunt Martha one more chance.."

"I don't want to." Brief and concise, sergeant Harris.

"Iyaang, please..."

"No. Not a K.... Later after Martha comes home I'll kick her out directly.."

Keara clasped Harris' big hand on the table. "Darling, don't ya.. Just give a warning so that Aunt Martha is more careful when bringing guests home.. No need to throw him out.."

"K, you were so upset. What made you change your mind now?"

"Yes, I was just emotional.. That's why I'm aunt Martha's negur too hard until she gets angry and takes revenge on me. She must be really upset with me, too.. I was wrong too.."

Harris tickled. "You're not wrong, baby.. It's your house and he shouldn't have said it to you in your own house!"

"Yeah.. Yeah, I know.. But whatever happens, Stella's not wrong, baby.. I don't want him to get hit for his mommy's mistake.. If you throw him out it's the same as making the little boy's life stuck in the streets..."

"Hmmm.." Keara looked at her husband. He suddenly felt very tired and sleepy. "The boy is not wrong and knows nothing, my mother.. Let him stay in our house. I feel like I have a friend when there's no Harris mas."

Harris melengos's. His face remained cold and stiff although deep in heart was very anxious with his wife. "When viewed from height you look like peers."

Keara chuckles. Although her husband still looks fierce, but from her clumsiness K know Harris can accept her wishes. "If you can body*shaming-in I mean my husband is normal againii.. Haha.."

Harris simply followed his wife's wishes. Including his wife's desire to order food for Stella and everyone who works at his house. Then they both bought a new smartphone for Keara. Although Keara insisted on fixing his phone. And both plans were carried out. Service old phones and buy new phones. Win win solutions.

On the way home, Keara grabbed Harris' left arm while driving. He also slept in the car. Unperturbed though, Harris continued to move his hand to turn the wheel.

It was 8:50 p.m., when Harris walked into his carport. He was anxious with his wife who was still soundly sleeping on his arm. He couldn't bear to not have peppered his wife. He had refrained from kissing this adorable woman.

But just as her lips were sticking, Keara was already jolted awake from her sleep. The woman looked to her left right, confused by the situation she still did not understand.

"Mas Harris, are we home?"

Harris nodded with a sweet smile. He got out of the car and opened the door for his wife.

The two enter the house while embracing the body of their partner. Not forgetting he gave the food that was in his order to Bik Santi, so that he took care of it and gave it to everyone.

From the tail of Keara's eyes, he saw the figure of the glamorous-style old woman coming towards him with quick steps.

"Near!"

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