Husband For Keara
Happy Ending's

A little boy was running through the crowd of adults. Five-year-old in a green sage dress, two-pointed hair that swayed to and fro along with increasingly fast footsteps.

From the many adults that were before him, he could see someone had just entered. This boy excitedly ran up.

"Mas Sada's... Mas Sada.." he shouted with a step that continued to run. He stopped once his little body hit someone's leg.

Instead of being angry, the man who was hit actually squatted. To be equal in height with the child. He rubbed the child's head.

"Om Bara, where's Sada?" ask the girl while flinging to the back of the big body of the man she calls Bara.

"Sorry Ghaitsa dear.. Sada Mas ain't coming here."

Disappointed look clearly on the beautiful face of the five-year-old. "Well.. How not to come... Even though yesterday the promise to teach Geca to play the piano.." he said limp.

Ghaitsa immediately turned around and stepped quickly into the back room. Where his parents are. And not too many people are crowding. There he saw his mother, who seemed to have just finished feeding the two-year-old sister.

"Mamaaa.." cried Ghaitsa, hugging her mother's legs from behind.

Keara, the beautiful woman in a short dress in sage color carefully turned around and took off the embrace of her first daughter. He crouched down and gently stroked his daughter's cheek. "Why baby? How crying?" tanyanya gently.

Harris who followed entered from the outside because he saw his daughter running in while crying also listened.

"Mas Sada didn't come here... Hiikks.. Geca had seen Bara coming alone." replied Ghaitsa, sobbing.

Harris grunting. He who was already worried about anything happening to his daughter, immediately menggelos. "Kirain... It turned out to be just crying for Bara's son." - grumbled.

Keara pinched Harris's thigh lightly while gesturing for Harris to shut up.

Harris gave a hand gesture that locked his mouth while glancing at his wife. He chose to help his second daughter to get off the highchair because the eating session was over.

"Honey, I'll meet Sada mas can be anytime.. If today mas Sada does not come here, tomorrow can also learn the piano.. Don't be sad.."

Ghaitsa wiped her tears. "But ma...."

"Udah. Later we will teach you to play the piano." Gala, Ghaitsa's sister who was one minute apart, interjected. With an adult-style suit Gala looks handsome and handsome at the age of five years old.

"Who can Gala?" ask Ghaitsa.

"could. Stay squeezed-pencet doang. What hard.."

"Issha... That's not the name." Ghaitsa protested again.

"Udah.. Let's go out the same mas.. We eat cake in front of Raisha too." Gala reached out to hold Ghaitsa. One other hand he has used to hold the hand of Raisha, his second sister who just got off the highchair.

Long Ghaitsa weighed, until finally he wanted to welcome his twin hand. Then they walked outside the room. Head to the front of the building where other invited guests enjoy a variety of snacks and drinks, before the core event begins.

Harris hugged Keara's body from behind. His hand rubbed the woman's slightly swollen belly, as Keara was pregnant for the third time. Harris truly embodies his desire to have many children. The age of the womb which was only four months old made Keara still look slim and tiny.

"Ga thought so, baby.. Gala mature really. Really become an older brother figure for his sisters." said Keara. Her teary net continued to stare at the three fruits of her heart that were walking away.

"Hm.. And Ghaitsa is very crybaby. Your son is very.." said Harris while kissing the nape of his wife.

"iihi.. If the ugly is just said my son.." Cibir Keara.

"Who said that crybaby is ugly? The proof is that I fell in love with you when you again crybaby nangisin ex.."

Keara. But along with that, the red hue on his face was scattering with glittering netra staring at his heart. He turned around and peeked at Harris. "Thank you dear... All this happiness is because of you."

Harris replied, but not a kiss on the cheek. But a gentle and friendly pagutan on his wife's lips. "Keep loving me, K.. And be happy forever." said Harris on the sidelines of a reluctant lip link.

Their kisses had to stop when someone heard a curse. "Goddess.."

Harris and Keara turned to the source of the voice. Then a lazy snort after knowing Aswin is coming.

"Why do you always kiss when I come in?" ask Aswin plain. More precisely pretending. So often see his boss kissing, his eyes are immune and usually bodo very.

"That's a sign that you're always coming at the wrong time" Harris grumbled in annoyance. He put his arm around Keara's shoulder to stand closer to her. "Whenever here?"

"Bright.. Why what? Come outside. It was 10 o'clock, the invited guests had all come.. We're starting a cut-off show.."

"Would you like to start..?" keara muttered. Then he whispered to Harris, "I'm ready, baby.. You must have made my face fall apart.."

This special day is the opening day of the first branch of the boutique managed by Keara. After nearly five years managing the boutique that was originally Harris' first wedding gift, Keara opened the branch due to the buyer's booming enthusiasm. Success that did not escape the role of Harris as a businessman perfectionist, became the main support system behind the scenes. The hard work of the people who are the vanguard of boutique management. As well as the popularity of Keara as a beauty influencer that skyrocketed in social media, helped her button to move forward together.

The event was festive. The ribbon-cut procession symbolizes the opening of the new boutique, Twins G Apparel, went smoothly after Keara gave a stunning welcome. All the guests applauded so much. Highlight the cameras follow Harris and Keara's every move. Camera blits also flickering signify the enthusiasm of the media in capturing a pair of happy humans.

Keara and Harris greeted each guest. Not many. Just some business acquaintances Harris. The top of fashion or skincare brands. Some boutique vendors, as well as models who have been involved or who are currently brand ambassadors Twins G Apparel boutique. They all congratulated Harris and Keara.

Harris summarized his waist while whispering. "Let me know if you tired, baby.."

Keara glanced and smiled sweetly. The two-bodied woman who still looked slim despite having three children was blushed to hear the attention of her husband who had never changed during the six years of marriage. Always sweet and warm.

The pregnancy of Keara who has entered the second trimester is no longer difficult. Moreover, this was the day he had been waiting for. He must be very excited.

"This abbot is a photo session with Mbak K.." said Karin, Keara's assistant in managing the boutiques.

Keara nodded. "Please find my children dong, Rin.."

"Okay, mbak."

Shortly after, Karin returned by holding three bright-looking leaks. Not to forget with a little face of belepotan used to eat cakes and snacks provided. Karin immediately cleaned the three swiftly, without being ordered. Until they are ready to take pictures with their parents.

It was late afternoon when the invited guests had already left the boutique. Only a few boutique workers remained. Harris, Keara, Bara, and Aswin and his wife sat on the sofa at the front of the boutique. While the kids were tired, they came home an hour ago with their nanny.

Bara took out a cigarette and was about to ignite it, but Harris's reprimand stopped his movement. "God! How dare you ngrokok here?!"

"No" he answered briefly, putting the cigarette back in the box, then into his pocket. He forgot his wife was pregnant and did not like cigarette smoke.

The others just chuckled softly without a sound. Then back to talking relaxed while unwind.

The boss of a street thug who has been transformed into a director of a security service provider company only occasionally chimed in conversation. Although the position changed, but minimal expression and cold attitude remained the identity of Bara.

Since the events five years ago, in the run-up to the birth of her first twin sons, Harris had the idea of setting up a security services company run by her confidants. A person who has been in a dirty and hard world since the age of a dozen. Someone who knows for sure all the ins and outs of the criminal world, will automatically understand the best security system to minimize the crime rate. That person was none other than his preacher friend, Elbara Wicaksana.

A business opportunity realized and officially registered in the country, Harris managed with Bara as the leader there. Making Bara and his men a licensed bodyguard whose existence is no longer underestimated. The company was named PT. Bintang Persada Indonesia's. Same with the name of Bara's son. The star of Persada, called mas Sada by the little Ghaitsa.

The company was the beginning of Harris's business. Who originally only dabbled in the e-commerse business, now penetrated other fields. One of them is security services, tour and travel, garments, and artists management companies that are just starting to crawl up.

"You're not tired, are you?" Harris whispered near Keara's ear. So close that the smell of mint breath was smelled by Keara.

Keara shakes. "Why?"

"We're going somewhere yuk..."

"Corn..."

They both left the other. Harris drove the car without telling Keara where they were headed this time. But the chatty girl no longer asked. He believed that wherever this man took him, he must have been to a place he liked.

But as soon as he entered his old residential gate, Keara frowned in surprise. "Darling, you're not gonna make me go to our old house?"

Harris shook his head with a sweet smile. Makes Keara even more curious.

Yes, since the incident of David's thugs who broke into his residence five years ago, they and their families decided to move house. Didn't want to leave trauma for Keara while still living in that house. Harris bought a house in another housing complex not far from Keara's first boutique. While the old house he hibahkan to the family alm. Rizky, best friend.

Ms. Farida refused, but Harris insisted. He even changed the name of the ownership of the house to belong to Farida's mother, Rizky's mother. All that Harris did to return the goodwill of Rizky's family who had contributed to caring for him when he was a teenager. Keara did not mind either. Makes her even more admire her beautiful soulmate. How not? Giving up a house worth several billion Rupiah for 'other people' is not easy. But Keara assured him that he was sincere if Harris wanted to return the favor that way.

Harris stopped his car near another row of cars on the edge of a park. The park is located in the middle of a residential complex. That park.....

"Darling, why did you bring me here?" ask Keara. His net instantly changed nanar. A bunch of clear feathers had gathered in the eye pelupuk, ready to shed wet his cheeks.

Harris gently rubbed the top of his wife's head. He glanced with a smile that mengeduh "Pengen courtship as well as nostalgia. Down yuk.."

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