Husband For Keara
Vegetable Lodeh

Keara received the blue ribbon box. His gaze instantly turned nanar. With a bunch of clearly visible bulir want to urge rumble to the cheek. Rizky knows her favorite color. Soft blue's.

"Can I open?" ask Keara.

Harris nodded.

Keara could no longer hold back her tears as soon as she saw the contents in the box. A very beautiful pearl-decorated hairpin. The design is simple but looks beautiful, the combination of beaded colors is harmonious, and the details are very neat. Implicitly, its appearance indicates the price of this hairpin.

"Beautifully...." Keara shrunk the feathers that poked at the corner of her eyes.

Both were caught in silence. Keara was still looking at the hairpin with a pushy look. Harris, as always, could not choose what words, stories, or questions to break the silence. He also preferred to let Keara dissolve in his own mind.

Minutes passed without anyone intending to speak first. The sound is only an unclear whisper from the people in the house, the twang of a spoon that collides with plates and glasses, a maximum speed hanging fan, and a, and the roar of the vehicle engine passing in front of Keara's house.

"How did this story get in Harris's mas?" keara asked to break the silence between them.

"When did Rizky leave this? Why was it given to me today?" keep Keara.

Harris raised his face. Her net was met with a beautiful netra drenched in sweat, just like the girl she had seen six years ago.

"Two weeks before the accident, I was in Hong Kong. Rizky asked me to buy souvenirs for you."

"Oh.." Keara lowered her head again.

Keara. His lips were half-open about to say again, but he did. Silence enveloped the two.

Keara seemed disappointed to hear the fact that Harris had bought and selected the hairpin. Or. I don't know what's on that sweet girl's head.

Oh***, Harris! Stop saying she's sweet!

"Why is it now?" Keara repeated her question. So full of curiosity lined his head, but only one question was thrown.

"I haven't had time to give that hairpin to Rizky.. The hunt for that fateful accident happened." Harris lowered his head. With two elbows resting on his thighs, the net was staring at the ceramic floor of Keara's house which he pegged.

"I'm sorry, I should have given it to you long ago. But..." Harris's sentence hangs. He was worried about what to say. He did delay the time to give the hairpin. It took a lot of courage to decide to meet Keara.

Keara blinked her eyes several times after removing the clear feathers that flowed down her cheeks. Uncoiling her long hair. Then attach the clasps from the blue banded box to his hair.

Harris was stunned to see Keara's actions. With round eyes and lips. His memories recorded every giggle of the sweet girl. Oh****, sweet again?

"Where? Beautiful isn't it?" ask Keara.

With his bo doh, Harris did not even blink. The cells in his brain freeze. His gaze continued to record the figure of the sweet smiling girl, with beautiful perched pearl hairpins adorning her 'crown.

The change in Keara's expression from moody and sad turned into cheerful and sweet did not escape Harris's observation. It was as if he had forgotten the sadness that enveloped him just a moment ago. And just now she easily asked if she was beautiful? iish, adorable.

"It's really pretty."

Booms!! Honest answer, but gliding beyond reason with a gawking expression like a hypnotized person. Harris Risjad, do it yourself. Where is the cool impression of an iceberg that has been displayed in front of Keara? Vaporized by hanging fan with the highest rotation speed.

"Hehe. makasiih.." Keara smiled wider. The remaining sadness is only visible from slightly reddened eyes. The rest, the cheerful Keara has returned.

"This is Harris's pick.. Buy it abroad.. Simple and glamour at the same time.. Hiya.." Keara rubbed the clasp that perched beautifully in her hair.

"Later I'll also thank Rizky.. Maybe the day after tomorrow I'll visit him." Keara lowered her head, without loosening her smile. A flash of Rizky's shadow came to his mind.

'Had it been Rizky himself who gave me this blue ribbon box.. Surely I will immediately slap into his arms.' Inner Keara.

"I'm. I'm going home." said Harris, making Keara lift her face back up.

Simultaneously, Keara's mother appeared from the direction inside the house. "Eh, don't go home. Eat here first Mas Harris.. Monggo, let's go to the dinner table.."

"Oh, m-sorry ma'am, I have to see...'

"Come, Mas. We'll eat first." Keara's wrists-wrapping Harris. Made the man instantly speechless again.

"Definitely mas Harris from the office, and hasn't had dinner yet." Keara added while trying to pull Harris' body, but the weight of the two was not balanced. Harris remained unmoved.

"I'm sorry but I'm in a hurry." said Harris. Keara. Staring at Harris. Making him stutter replied, "I haven't prayed maghrib."

Harris turned to Keara, as if asking for an opinion. Unexpectedly, Keara nodded her head gently and commented on the thin, sweet smile.

Hey, sweet again?!

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After performing the maghrib prayer service, from inside the 3x3-meter prayer room, Harris chose to remain silent and wait to continue with the prayer isya'. Besides because the Maghrib was done so late, until it was close to the time of the issue, Harris also felt bad if he went out and harassed Keara who was talking with her mother and sister.

From inside the mushola, Harris steals the listen, uh no. Not stealing. But it sounds obvious on its own. Because the location of the dining table is right next to the 'mushola' where he sits and is silent.

"Yes that's Buk.." Keara's voice sounded loud and cheerful. "it turns out Muthia was his sister's wife Mas Daniel.. His name is Marsya. I stopped by his house, and I met Daniel too.."

"Alhamdulillah, Daniel was a good man. My mother is happy now that Daniel is married to a loved one.." Keara's mother's voice was heard by Harris.

"Have you met his wife?" ask Keara.

"Not know, but know.. He was brought home a few times. Madam also seems to meang at all the same boyfriend mas Daniel first.. Who is his wife now."

"He'em. mbak Marsya same sir Daniel meet again in the office." this time the voice of a man. Must be K's brother, Arman, guess Harris. "Mbak Marsya becomes the new staff in the finance division. She didn't know it was her ex-boyfriend's office. The drama CLBK.. Old Love Hasn't Been Around."

"Well, tomorrow I've started working in his cafe mbak Marsya, buk.." continued Keara.

"Oh yeah? Marsya's cafe in Diponegoro?"

The familiar chatter kept flowing. Harris had to perform Islamic prayers with a slightly divided concentration. Hearing Keara talk to her family makes her miss. I miss the fun chatting at the dinner table. He missed the family warmth he had never felt before.

Harris shrunk a circle that escaped the corner of his eye after completing his worship. A speck of stuff sticking out. He did not even know how the warm sensation of chatting at the dining table with parents and siblings, but already felt homesick. Strange and stupid. Stupid and weird.

"Oi, um.." Keara's head poked out from behind the curtain behind his back. It makes Harris aghast. "Let's eat.. Awaiting too.. Even continue praying isya.."

"Oh sorry." Harris rubbed his nape to cover up the sudden nervousness.

He stood up and followed behind Keara. Then sit beside Keara and in front of Arman.

Harris received a plate that had been filled with rice by Keara. Spoon vegetable lodeh, corn bakwan, and fried chicken. What a menu he missed. After making sure that the other dinner members had also eaten the contents of their respective plates, he bribed his dinner greedily.

He chews and swallows quickly. He hides the feeling of amazement about the taste of mother Keara's cooking fits perfectly with her tongue. A tongue that rarely touches home cooking. Cuisine of a mother.

Keara, mother, and mas Arman continue to chat while eating. There is no formal impression and must maintain an attitude. This is family time for the Kearas.

"Mas Harris is finished? Really eat it.." jeloroh Keara.

Harris sipped water to a glass of toilet in no time. "Food is great. Thank you very much."

"Ah time.. Mas Harris must often eat expensive food, so after meeting the vegetable lodeh immediately swallowed quickly." seduced Mother.

Harris simply smiled as he rubbed his nape back. If only he was dealing with a client, surely at this time he has refuted and argued that compared to western and fast food that he usually eats, vegetable lodeh mother many times more delicious.

"In fact, I swallowed quickly so that I could add ma'am.. The lodehya vegetables are so delicious."

"Can. can mas.. Yuk monggo added again."

"Add it, Harris.. Rizky also really likes vegetable lodeh made by mother." this time mas Arman also supports it. He pushed the vegetable bowl closer to Harris. He made Harris fill his empty plate again.

From the corner of his eyes, Keara looked dumbfounded to see Harris eating a plate full of rice, vegetable lodeh, bakwan corn, and fried chicken (again). The look on his face seemed to say, 'Waah, the iceberg turned out to be a vegetable lodeh..'

Imagining that, and glancing at Keara's cute expression, made Harris smile to herself. Delightful. Make happy.

'Can I be a part of this family?'

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