Husband For Keara
About Harris

"Of course baby.. You deserve to know. You also have the right to rethink. Do I deserve to keep marrying a great girl like you..?" harris said with a bitter smile afterwards.

"Nobody wants to rethink, ma'am.. I just want to get to know my future husband better. That's all."

Harris smiled. Then pulled Keara's body to lean against her chest. "Hmmm.."

"Then sit comfortably dear.. Because the story I'm about to tell you is gonna be long and boring."

Harris sat leaning with his legs stretched straight on the table. His position was relaxed half lying down. Keara, who was pulled closer to the back of her head, leaned against Harris's chest, extending her legs across the table.

"Because we want to tell a story, I want to be horrified while snacking chiki can't you..?" Keara took a large pack of snacks that he brought from home. then held it ready to open the packet snack.

"Haha.. Have you prepared it until you bring supplies from home?" Harris chuckles. Seeing the girl in his arms just casually devoured potato chips before he told her about his dark days.

"Hmmm.. I think we can snack while doing what it is.. Uh it turns out while listening to the fairy tale.."

Harris tightened his grip. Then take a deep breath. It was as if filling his lungs with a lot of air for the story he was about to reveal for the first time.

"You must have read about Alfariz Risjad. Junaidi said, "

"Juna.." said Keara. Harris chuckles.

"Yes, Yes..."

"Alfariz Risjad is my papa. He was a successful businessman in the field of hotels and travel in his era. He is also a good father and loves his family. She loves mom.. His love is even greater for my mother than for me.. Hehe" Harris smiled bitterly.

"But that doesn't change his attitude as a role model, he loves us very much. He worked hard for us. And always come home from work eagerly only to meet his beloved son and wife."

"One day, when I was ten years old, papa smelled the scent of mama's infidelity. But my mom won't confess. He insisted that he had done nothing wrong. Every day when my dad was working and I was at school, my mom would go out with him. There have been many witnesses, even though my mother has played beautiful. She'll be home, cooking and dressing up when me and dad get home. Act as if nothing happened."

"Papa told his men to follow where mama went every day. Mom went to an apartment. Where the apartment was bought in the name of the mother, but inhabited by men mama affair. Every day when my dad and I weren't home, Mom would spend her time in the apartment with the guy."

"Until one day papa gets hit while they're making love in the apartment. Papa who sees with his own eyes can not afford to hurt mama, he still loves mama very much even though mama has betrayed him. But after the incident, Mama left the house and ran away with her affair."

"I didn't try to hold back my mother's departure in the slightest. Papa is too. We were both hurt by the figure of the mother we loved wholeheartedly, it turns out she did not love us that deep.."

Keara silently wiped away the tears that had already shed to her cheeks. He was crying without a sound. The tremors in his heart imagined little Harris experiencing it all. Until forming a cold and indifferent adult person. Always delirious in his sleep. It must be in the depths of his heart that he misses his mother very much.

"What is more painful is that the way papa treated his heartache was very unnatural. Papa gets drunk more often. He often confines himself in his room, smoking and drinking liquor. When I'm drunk, papa will beat me until I'm battered. Then when you wake up, you will apologize and regret your actions. But at nightfall, papa got drunk and hit me again."

Keara raised her head. Staring at the man beside her. Already from the beginning he kept his snack back.

"That's enough, ma'am.. I get it now. And don't want to ask again."

Harris pulled Keara's head back. But this time the tiny head rested on Harris's arms stretched out on the back of the sofa. Keara found a comfortable position by folding her legs and superimposed on Harris's feet. His face was slanted towards Harris. And her tears had washed down her cheeks.

"Although it has often been beaten to pieces, fortunately the face of Harris mas still handsome like this.."

"Milkahahaaa.." Harris laughed out loud.

"You can always cheer me up and make me laugh in any situation..."

One kiss landed on the temple of Keara. Making the blood in his body rustle warmly. And his heart was pounding.

'Ah, that's just that doang deg-degan.. Don't be lebay, K.' Inner Keara.

"A year passed, papa heard the news that mama had remarried to the breng*sek man. Even mom just gave birth to a baby, the son of her new husband. Even when mom and dad are not officially divorced. It hurts a lot, K.. But even more painful even I still miss my mother even though I still remember her treatment of me."

Keara said nothing. The clear thread that continues to flow from the net represents everything without being spoken. Unknowingly his arm stretched out and gently patted the chest of the fragile man's field.

"Papa's destroyed. Even more broken than its destruction. That night he drank a lot. While drunk he came back to beat me from midnight until dawn broke. I feel like I won't be able to survive until I get through shabuh. The pain is unspeakable. I was sure it was the end of my life."

Keara is sobbing. He could no longer hold back the cry without a sound. He spills his grief, representing Harris who does not cry even a little while telling all his pill stories.

Maybe the heartbreaking cry has been too often Harris overflow when alone. Maybe his heart wound was petrified so he could not catch his tears to shed again. Maybe his tears were spent in the past. Keara could not imagine how grievous her future husband's past was. Until this guy got so hard and cold.

"But the shabuh was beyond my expectations. I am still conscious even though all my bones feel broken and crushed, I just have to see with my own eyes. Papa ended his life by cutting the veins on both wrists. He even gave a few pricks on his own limbs....."

Keara. Open your mouth and net wide. I hope he hears wrong. But Harris' bitter smile resuscitated Keara. That the sentence he heard was true.

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