Husband For Keara
Hundred Days of His Pass

🌹 Home Rizky

A week passed. Today Keara special takes a work holiday. Because today coincides with the 100-day study of the death of Mas Rizky. He wanted to help Ms. Farida prepare all the lectures and bring a little food.

My dear Rizky. One hundred days he was gone. Keara stared at the picture of Rizky on her phone. The handsome face of his son that he misses. Keara has let go. Missing Rizky also he channeled through prayers after his prayers.

After Ashar he rushed to Rizky's house. But there was no sign of the cooking furore there. Ms. Farida and Ica, Rizky's youngest sister, were busy lying down while watching tv. Keara was confused and gawking.

"Hehee. don't be surprised.. Ntar again just want to start cleaning the living room. Let it be enough to accommodate the pilgrims who come to study." said Ica. Like being able to read Keara's confusion.

"Food and others are ready?" ask Keara.

"It's all done.. Santuuuy.." replied Ica casually.

Ms. Farida came over and brought a glass of sweet iced tea to Keara. "Drink K.. Thanks for coming."

"The same with Ibuk.. K came at this hour his intention to help-help. eh said Ica has been done all. K should have come in from the morning ma'am.. Hehee.." Keara chuckles to remove her awkwardness.

"It's not like K.. I don't cook anything."

Keara frowned.

"Mas Harris who takes over all matters of funds and consumption mbak.." said Ica. "Usually at four o'clock, there's a catering officer who sends the food."

"Ooh that's...." Keara nodded slowly. Why did it just happen that he could meet Harris here. Somehow there is a sense of pleasure and relief that he himself does not know the reason.

"Yes K.. Harris called yesterday from China. Tell him that he has ordered a complete catering from the start of treats, food for the worshipers to eat here, until the blessing to take home. It's like this." Farida's mother explained with a small smile.

Was Harris in China?

"Ica wants to take a shower first mbak.." pamit Ica. Keara gave the sign Okay with her finger. Ica went inside the house.

"The same Mas Adi hasn't come yet Ma'am?"

"Yet. They're coming home from work at five.."

"Mas Harris in China? W-but I can come here later, right, ma'am?" ask Keara, of course, hoping Mas Harris will indeed come here.

"She couldn't. The night the plane just landed .. So don't be in the hunt to come here." replied Ms. Farida.

Keara's face was suddenly gloomy, but he tried to cover it so that it would not be known to Bu Farida. I was a little disappointed to hear Mrs Farida's reply. It was almost three weeks before Keara met Harris at the hospital. Without farewells, and Harris's last words in the hospital at the time, made Keara feel there was still something stuck that he wanted to finish by meeting Harris.

But what power, HP Harris number he doesn't have, Harris house he doesn't know. Coming to Harris's office which is the famous e-commerce office, Keara had no guts. Making Keara just keep her feelings quiet.

"You.. How about Harris K?" ask Ms. Farida. Keara simply replied with a shrug while smiling. Don't know what to answer. Because he doesn't know how to explain his relationship with Harris. Greyish.

Keara honors Rizky's will to be close to Harris. Although he tried to entertain himself by the close definition of not having to date. But things seemed to widen the distance between them. If he hadn't met Harris, he'd have been so ordinary. There's no problem. But now, different. I don't know..

'Mas Rizky definitely doesn't want me and Harris to be lonely. That's why Mas Rizky wanted us to be close friends. After all, even if we are more than friends, for example this.. Me and Harris mas dating or until marriage, Mas Rizky certainly will not mind.

'Eh. wait wait !! Why do I also imagine dating the same mas Harris?? Don't know myself? My rival is a beautiful artist who again hits Indonesia. Se Indonesia K's.. Se Vietnam!! Not just a doang subdistrict.. So don't dream of the distance. Dream not, let alone hope.'.

"Mom just wanted you to know Rizky K's last message.. That'sthat's all. I don't want to betroth you to Harris. Whoever is Keara's chosen mate, I will always be grateful and happy. I'm sure Rizky did too.."

"Come on.. Keara help clean the living room and prepare the food."

Ms. Farida nodded. "Yeah.. Come on K.."

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After the recitation, Keara prepared to go home after helping Ms. Farida tidy up the leftovers and help wash dishes and used glasses of study guests. Farida's mother brought three boxes of rice to Keara.

"A lot of it, ma'am..? One is enough." said Keara.

"This is for you, Ibuk, and Mas Arman.. After all, the rest of the rice is still a lot. Harris is the agent mostly.." said Ms. Farida. He is still busy dividing the rice box and listing his neighbors and relatives who will be sent rice boxes.

Keara shook hands and said goodbye to all members of the Rizky mas family. To Rizky's father and mother, to Adi mas and to his wife Dara, to Angga and Ica Rizky's brothers. Then prepare to insert the rice box into the motorcycle seat. Good thing load. Amaanite...

Keara waved at Ica. He was riding his favorite motorbike. Preparing to pull the gas, after a long goodbye session with interludes confiding here and there with Ica.

But just before Keara put forward his motorbike, Ms. Farida walked in a row from inside the house while calling out to Keara. Keara stopped her hand from pulling the gas. And wait for Ms. Farida to make her point.

"K.. Mom wants to ask for help. This rice box. Take her to Harris' house." said Ms. Farida. Without permission, he immediately handed a plastic package containing rice box to Keara.

"To Harris's house??" Keara.

"Yeah.. Bik Santi says Harris just got home."

"But Ma'am.. Keara doesn't know Harris' house.."

"Easy Maid.. I'll share loc. Stay in the gate of the mediterranean griya housing, then find the block and house number." said Ica.

"In that elite housing house?" ask Keara again.

"Yes K. Is it the same way your house is?" said Ms. Farida. He has a hidden purpose. Yes itung itung. embody the last message of his late son.

Keara can't resist. He took off his bike with doubt and nervousness. Throughout the journey he kept his heart and attitude. Prepare for meeting Harris.

Duh.. Dag dig bangett Keara's heart.. 'Anyone help me !!'

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