Husband For Keara
Possessive Knowledge

🌹 Hospital

Early in the morning, Keara woke up. Though last night he slept quite late because of a long story with his mother and mas Arman. Two nurses came to check on her condition. The mother who fell asleep on the sofa woke up because of it.

After checking the blood pressure, infusion bags, etc., the nurse took care of the equipment. The two of them giggled in a stifled voice. And glancing at each other was very strange in Keara's eyes.

One of the nurses said, "His girlfriend is kasian, ma'am.. Sleeping in front alone. Coldness. Hehe.."

Another nurse chimed in. "Yes, madam.. Where is really handsome again.. So look at the other nurse.."

"Did? P-boyfriend?" ask Keara confused. His eyes were looking for the whereabouts of his mother. Shame when I heard. Could misunderstand.

Lucky mom is busy making hot tea at the corner table. So don't hear this grasak grusuk nurse. This turned out to be comfortable being treated in a VIP room. Feel like staying at a hotel. There was a small table in the corner of the room that contained small jars for coffee and tea bags. Beside the table there is a dispenser for hot and cold water and a one-door refrigerator with a complete filling.

After the two nurses left, Keara glanced at the digital clock on the bedside table. At 06.07.

Mother approached and kept a cup of hot tea that was still blowing smoke. "This is tea, K.. Drink while warm."

"Yes, Buk..Thanks though.. Where's Arman?" ask Keara. He suspected that the nurses were referred to was mas Arman. But why would Arman sleep outside?

"Your mother came home after dawn. He should be working early in the morning. So go home first to get ready.." replied mom.

"Ooh..." Keara nodded weakly. In his head he thought hard. 'Then who is sleeping outside the nurse said? Emm.. Mas Harris's? No way ah. Yesterday he came home..'

"What do you think K? Rest, let the spit heal.." exclaimed mother while rubbing the top of the head Keara.

"K is healed, ma'am.. I don't feel any pain. Don't know also what to tell nginep here.." said Keara while grimacing.

"Said Mas Harris, you are in shock and your blood pressure is very low. Yesterday also the doctor said it does not need to be anonymous, just prescribed the drug. But it was Harris who insisted on you being treated here first.. Until it is completely healed, he said.."

Keara's face spontaneously heated up. Just hearing Harris' name being called, had already managed to make a red tinge run through his face. Isshh.. Shamefaced.

"You are sleeping again. I'm gonna take a shower first.. Not very good, sticky mother's body." said the mother as she passed to the bathroom at the end of the room.

Harris sleeping on his back. In the iron waiting chair. His body was up to exceed a row of four seats. His head is tied to his arm. And his burly body trembled occasionally. Maybe that moment the cold air was piercing into his bones. The man was only wearing the thin sweatshirt he had been wearing since yesterday. Must have been very uncomfortable and cold all night.

Yesterday night Keara thought Harris was coming home after saying goodbye to Arman's mom and dad. It turned out that seeing Harris lying in front of his room as he was right now, there was a sense of rebound that he could not explain. Inviting her smile was engraved and her cheeks were reddened.

Keara turned back into the room. Take the blanket, then come out again. Once again seeing Harris asleep, his chest pounding violently. His smile continued to fall even though he tried to hold it.

Keara stepped closer to the figure who was still asleep. He spread a blanket with one of his hands that is still connected to the infusion tube. A little trouble with his movements.

Keara covered Harris's feet, which were swallowed barefoot. The blanket covered the man's body. Then muttered to himself,

"I think the blanket should be pulled again. It's delicious said the nurse.. Was Harris' face made to look? Heh!! What do you think about TV hundred inc?? Make eye vitamins.. Wash your eyes.. Tell me if it's a fidget.. Ask to be shoved."

Keara continued to mumble while pulling the blanket until it covered half of Harris' face. Only leaving the man's eyes tightly closed and messy hair typical of sleeping people. Keara giggles herself to see 'the results of her work'.

"Gini.. New good. Hehee... Let it not be public consumption... Nice, nurse centil-centil on nyicip see the handsome face mas Harris.. His face is Mas Ha......"

"Is there anything beautiful not the nurse's centile?" ask Harris suddenly. With eyes still closed. To Keara's surprise, she immediately made him take his hand off Harris' blanket and stand up straight.

"Astaghfirullah's.. Harris is not getting in! Ohhh!!"

Naan.. K likes to be ashamed of himself..

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