Husband For Keara
Turning Circumstances

Harris sat quietly at the dining table. Netraya followed the movement of Keara who went back and forth to prepare breakfast and provisions for him. Although her pace slowed down due to the age of the content getting closer to the due date, but Keara's cheer unleashed an aura of extraordinary beauty that made Harris's smile continue to crack this morning.

"Darling, why smile?" Keara who was closing the lunchbox at the dining table stared with a full glance.

"People's smiles can't be." asloh Harris.

Keara continued to put the lunch box that had been filled with food into a blue bag. Followed by the entry of tumbler drinks containing fresh tomato juice and water tumbler. "I don't forbid.. Just ask why...."

"So my wife is so beautiful with that big belly." Harris pointed his index finger at Keara's stomach. "Later after giving birth pregnant again, baby.."

Keara sneers. "What a balloon my stomach thinks.. If it's deflated just blow it again.."

Harris chuckles. "Seriously dear.. We never talked about how many kids we wanted to have.." Harris with his mischievous smile, acted out thinking hard. "Ehm.... Five kids, baby? It must be fun and rame this house with five cherry blossoms all like you.."

This time Keara not only sneered, but with a pinch on the back of Harris' hand. "Support the government program Family Planning dong, dear... Two kids is enough."

"This is very grateful to be given a bonus with God. Once again, fill two children.." continued Keara.

Keara put the baked wheat bread that had been smeared peanut butter on Harris. Harris thanked him and immediately devoured him.

"If you're pregnant with twins again, it means you're quite pregnant once again, baby. But fill in three twins.. AAMIIIN...!" Harris raised two of his hands high to agree with his own words.

Keara chuckles. But in his heart he followed Harris's words. Pregnant again? Why don't.. It is up to God to love how many children.. Keara realized he had no right to refuse fortune. Aren't you..?

Keara walked to the back of Harris's chair. Then impulsively wrapped his arms around the husband's neck and... The cup! A brief kiss on the corner of his lips was done with love. "Later to go home, right? Mas inget, do I have to control the womb to the doctor today?"

"Yes dear.. I'm just going to the office for a meeting with a client from China this morning. After that schedule I'm free.." Harris stuffed the last piece of whole wheat bread into his mouth. "What time do you see doctor Alila baby?"

"Three o'clock in the afternoon.."

Harris gave a thumbs up. "Good! Ready, princess.."

"OKAY. Promise me ya mas.." Keara brandished her pinky to be linked as a symbol of binding promises.

Harris said to raise a pinky in front of Keara. Don't forget the wide smile from ear to ear perfects his good looks.

"Yes, my dear promise." he said soothingly.

Keara tidied up Harris's used glasses and plates. He just piled up the dirty equipment to be neater.

"Ga needs to be machined, baby.. Where are Bik Santi and Rumi?" ask Harris. His hand held Keara's hand moving even more.

"Bik Santi will return home from yesterday.. Rumi to the market.." said Keara. "Just stack it together.. Let's be easy to just lift it.."

"Ga need to baby... Let Rumi go later."

He took Keara's arm to stop cleaning the dining table and walked in his steps to the terrace of the house. Arriving on the terrace, Harris stopped stepping. It encapsulates both of Keara's shoulders and positions itself facing the woman.

"Mas go to the office first, baby.." Harris dyed temple Keara friendly. His face dropped until it was right in front of Keara's distended stomach. Next to her hand rubbed the surface of her stomach, as if she was facing her children. "Hello kiddos.. Papa worked first.. Take care of your mama.. Don't be naughty and make your mom sick. Ok?"

"OK, Papa.." Keara answered by making a small voice like the voice of children. Her hand gently stroked Harris' mane and came to a halt as Harris stood straight back up.

Harris rubbed Keara's cheek with the tip of her fingers. "I love you, sweetheart.. I'm falling in love every single day with you. Can't wait, two of us come a four.."

"Me too, my.. I love you so much." Sweet reply Keara.

Harris still smiled until he was in the car driven by Mr. Diman. Drive past the gate of the fence of his residence. Until the shadow of the wife stood with a smile and waving hands lost blocked the fence wall. He shakes in disbelief. The spoiled woman was his wife who was about to become a mother. Adorable.

Mr. Diman smiled faintly. He could feel the atmosphere of happiness of his master which was strong around him.

Until he reached the end of the street of his housing complex, Harris frowned to see a few meters in front of Agus' car - the Bara-boys drove back from home. He saw no one to replace the duty of care in his home.

Harris crunched his jaw. Think briefly. Then press the call button on the contact in his phone.

Bara Calling....

Harris repeated the call until the third time, Harris clucked bitterly after Bara finally made his voice.

"Boss..."

"Where is the bar? Should I call you three times?!" salak Harris's. Even before Bara finished his words.

"Where's boss, boss? Boss all right??" the unusual sound of Bara's voice made Harris frown.

"On the way to the office.."

"What??"

"That was me watching the car that Agus left from the point of guard. Gadaada trus who changed.." Harris continued his words. Ignoring the Bara's odd reaction.

"Where are your men, Bar..? Gaada's guarding my house right now. The real coordination.. Your bosen work?!" cecar Harris, without knowing the look of Bara's face paled across there.

"Gus! Bo! Cepetan returned to the Boss' house." Bara's cry was fixed on Rambo and Agus, his men. Caught clearly in Harris' hearing. "DON'T MUCH BA COT. CEPET TURN BACK!!"

"What's up, Bar??" harris asked, after hearing the commotion in his interlocutor's area. Be it the sound of people around Bara, or the sound of the creaking car engine that is heard driven at high speed.

"So someone called me. And send me your picture again held captive and beaten in the old warehouse XX area." He explained quickly. "I'm sending all the kids to the warehouse racket. That's why Agus pulled out of the guard post.."

Harris thought fast. His lightning-fast premonition sent a signal that there was someone he should protect. "Sir Diman, step back home!"

"L-yes, sir.." Mr. Diman quickly pulled the four-wheeled vehicle to the right so that it was easy to turn back in the front lap. Unfortunately, this morning the road is quite crowded so it is very difficult to speed and precede other vehicles.

"Macet, Mister." Mr. Diman can read the situation. Although he did not know exactly, but he knew that he had to move quickly at this time.

"Breng sek!! Breng sek's!" maki Harris's. Anxiety was clearly visible on his face.

"Good is not far away. He'll be dead again." Bara meant to calm Harris down. But he himself knew it would not work. Because until this moment Bara still heard a row of swear words coming out of Harris' mouth.

"Gob lokk's! Your brain where the hell! Can be tricked using this cheap way!!" Hardik Harris's

"I've entered the boss's housing estate." Bara gave the information without heeding his boss's anger.

"Be aware that until something bad happens to my wife. Die you Bar!"

"I'm at the boss' house in five minutes." I know he has fallen into a trap. A trap that was somehow made by whom. But the target is clear. KEARA'S.

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Harris. Suddenly, Keara's shadow smiled as she waved a few minutes ago to take her to work, hanging from Harris's eyes. It is still so clearly engraved how his sweet wife said the word love that warms his heart.

The shadow of his love trip with Keara was screened like a documentary in Harris' head. About the figure of a heartbroken High School girl and always cry every time she meets him. Being a pregnant woman as beautiful as an angel who is sometimes sweet, sometimes turns like an adorable lioness because of the extraordinary hormonal effect of pregnancy.

Until Keara's speech three days ago ringed back in the ear. Stabbing the recesses of his heart, until Harris involuntarily cried while begging Mr. Diman to go faster.

"I don't want to marry Harris anymore. But I'm sadder that after I'm gone, Harris will be alone and lonely for a long time. With a heavy heart... Well, I can't be a Harris mas looking for a companion who can accompany the Harris mas.."

"But don't flick on his move, baby.... Mm-hmm.. Two years of graduation can be laah.. Uh three years. Three years."

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