Husband For Keara
Exterminating Rats

Harris turned the wheel. He turned around. Urung headed home, he decided to come to the company of one of his colleagues. He steadily wants to solve problems that could undermine the integrity of his household.

His father-in-law said a moment before the old man left his office.

"Please take care of my daughter. He looks so happy and loves you so much. But there are others who are trying to disrupt your happiness. I don't want my daughter to be sad about it. I will take care of him my way. But I'm sure you can protect her in a better way."

Either her in-laws were just pretending to be nice or indeed had truly repented. Harris didn't take a headache. He just wants his business with David Soehandoko and aunt Martha to be done as soon as possible. Harris wanted to get the two men out of their lives for a very long time.

Harris stepped in without a doubt. Climbing the marble floors of the largest construction company in the city. He approached the reception desk and asked to be met directly with the president director of the company. Luckily, Harris was not an ordinary person who could be underestimated by his presence. Because if ordinary people ask to meet with the president, of course, it will go through a convoluted process, it could even be forbidden to meet in person.

The receptionist dialed a number. Shortly thereafter, Harris entered the building. The receptionist also deftly drove Harris to the room that will be the location of the meeting with the President.

"Please come in, sir.. The president is inside." said the receptionist before leaving Harris in front of a large, sturdy wooden door.

Harris nodded briefly with his flat expression. He knocked twice on the door before opening it.

An old man with dignity who no doubt stood up to greet Harris. "What dream did I have last night, the sudden arrival of a special guest. Mr. Harris Risjad. Young and talented entrepreneurs in this country" he said, shaking Harris' hand.

"Sir Handoko praised me too much. I'm nothing compared to you."

"What do you mean by age?" kelakar Pak Handoko's.

"not Sir. But about maturity." replied Harris.

"Hahaha.." The two other generations laughed out loud.

Harris is welcome to sit on the sofa in the office space of the President of PT. Handoko Build corp's. Is correct. Harris is currently in the core company of the Handoko group. He went directly to the father of David Soehandoko, as well as the owner of the construction company Handoko group. A man who consciously wants to be a thorn in his household.

After chatting about the business and cooperation that had been established between Harris and Mr. Handoko's company, Harris felt unable to delay the main topic that brought him here.

"There are actually important things outside of the company that I need to talk to you sir." said Harris cut off the talk of stale bases that are not important to him.

Mr. Handoko frowned. "Please Mr. Harris. What brings you here?"

"About your son. Mr. David Suhandoko."

Mr. Handoko is frowning. His head slightly advanced to pay more attention to Harris. "David he act unpleasant to you? The boy was not yet professional. Your business experience is far below yours. He has also been too pampered since childhood.. It would. Like lightly. Hehehee.."

Mr. Handoko is still trying to melt the atmosphere. He did not understand the real situation.

Harris simply threw a grin in response. Harris was reluctant to talk anymore. He pulled out his phone and showed the evidence he had on Mr. Handoko.

Harris issues photographic evidence, video of Alex confessing that he was paid by David to spy on Keara, as well as footage of a devious plot conversation between David and Martha. Mr. Handoko listened carefully to all the evidence laid out before him. Slowly there was a clear look of anger on the old face. His ears and face were red, and his hands were tightly clenched.

"Breng's based son*sek!! Up to that size is just a woman in her dirty brain. Never studied business seriously. How humiliating! Fry the parents' good name!!" furious Mr. Handoko.

Harris heard a barrage of words of disappointment from a father to his son patiently and without throwing any reaction. He really wants to see how serious Mr. Handoko will handle his son. David's mistake was fatal, and Harris could have reported David to the police. But he prefers another path. Without cops. And certainly without the media, which could have further aggravated the atmosphere.

"Sir Harris, I'll take care of David. You just calm down. That stupid kid won't bother your family anymore. I make sure of that."

"May I know what your actions are to solve this problem Mr Handoko?"

"I'll send him away from this country. I'll watch the boy myself. I'll vouch for you, Mr. Harris. David will never see your wife again. You can trust my words." stressed Mr. Handoko.

Harris nodded slowly. He is not an easy person to trust others. But he was sure, Mr. Handoko must have meant what he said. That's all because senior business people like Mr. Handoko would have preferred to get rid of his son rather than sacrifice the business he's been struggling to build for years.

It's not just the risk of losing one client in Harris Risjad's class at stake. But also the good name of the company. Because if Mr. Handoko doesn't take David seriously, it's not impossible that Harris could have reported David's crimes to the police. Seeing so much and real evidence that Harris brought today. David Soehandoko, his successor, will not only be a police prisoner, but also a month-long news reporter.

Harris breezed out of the office of the president of the city's largest property company with a sense of relief. One mouse he got rid of. There was only one mouse left. He did not want to keep the matter in his house. He did not want the wholeness and harmony of his family to be a bet.

Right after Harris entered the car, her phone rang and her female name was on the screen.

"Assalamualaikum, dear.."

"Vaalaikumsalam, mas.. Where's Harris?? Why are you late to go home? Why not tell me? Usually, this hour is at home. Cepetan go home mas.." a series of sentences with an anxious tone just slid from Keara's mouth. Harris smiled as he shook his head. He was not even given a chance to answer all his wife's questions.

"Yes, honey... It's already in......"

"Mas, there's a cop in our house. Cepet. I'm scared, honey. What's the matter exactly..?"

"What's? The cops?"

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