Sekar (The Owner of Hearts)

Stay at Mama's House

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His heart grew increasingly erratic, his heart was beating faster, even his hands were getting colder as Harsa's luxury car began to enter the fence of the high house guarded by two security. Then Harsa parked his car in a very large yard.

The classic-style house, with its predominant white color, and European-style accent touch has loomed right in front of it.

A very magnificent house, no longer considered good according to him. For him all this time the house with the best building is the house owned by his father, even though he only saw it from the outside.

"Ehh.no need mbak.bak let me just bring his own bag, it's okay" he said when there was a housekeeper Harsa who asked for a bag containing clothes from his hands.

"Darling.biar brought the same mbak Ningsih." said Harsa while nodding her head towards him.

Finally, he complacently complied with the will of Harsa.

"There are still many yes mbak." he said to mbak Ningsih who had a friendly smile at him.

"Mommy.mama...!" harsa's voice broke the silence of the enormous house.

"Ehh.you have finally come home too." said a mother who looks half a century old, but still looks very beautiful and graceful.

"From yesterday the feeling of going home continued deh ma.." said Harsa. A few seconds later the mother he knew was Mama Harsa, looking at him with a smile.

"This is definitely called Sekar?" ask her and go to her.

He nodded his head and smiled politely,

"Yes aunty, I'm Sekar, it's nice to meet aunty." she said kindly and gently.

"Tanteau's kok? Call mama, let's be good."

Mama Harsa's words, making her eyes meet with Harsa's eyes. The man gave a meaningful smile to her.

"I..Yes ma.." she replied a little awkwardly.

"Ma, this is sick again. That's why I brought it here. The stomach acid rises, there is inflammation in the stomach so that it shivers so that again relapse. Must rest completely, if I stay at the boarding house.where is possible.again.."

Harsa had not finished explaining, her mother immediately cut and pointed a finger at Harsa.

"Stop! Mama knows what you mean!" then Mama Harsa turned to look at him.

"You are here just like Mom. Later if Harsa works, let you take care of him. If in a quiet apartment, besides, it is also a danger if both are with Harsa in the apartment.." pinta mama Harsa makes her smile stiffly.

"Your love if both are the same mama's children, has been mending the same mama just here ya.." whispered mama Harsa while clutching her shoulders, immediately made her laugh.

"At least papa came from the office. Oh yes, your room will be next to Harsa's room, above." he nodded his head, what else he can do besides obey.

"Why not in my room, ma? The guy last night was also rooming, bedding instead. Narrow again."

Harsa's words made her round her eyes and swallow her saliva.

"What a shame!" closed his eyes for a moment.

"You really are! It just hurts, it doesn't hurt you!" timpal mama Harsa's.

"Lhoh, that means that if there is anything, Sekar can immediately ask for my help. If I'm the same, standby in his room continues." explained Harsa while rolling her eyes towards him and he immediately took the opportunity to glare at Harsa.

"Judah yah yah yahoo set up his faith, dizzy mama with you!" said mama Harsa.

"It's okay, Sekar sleeps in the next room where Mas Harsa is." he said with a friendly smile.

"Well, how are you up to? Take a break, you just got sick. Later if there is nothing, need nothing, do not go down. Directly push the number 3 on the phone room, there will be an assistant who went up to the top ya." explained mama Harsa, he just nodded his head again.

"Don't hesitate here. Consider it your own home, consider it your mother."

Mama Harsa's speech this time made him touched and miss the figure of his mother.

"Yes ma, thank you very much." his lips smiled sincerely.

It did not feel like he had been in Harsa's house for two hours and he could not close his eyes. He turned his body on the bed.

"Why are you? Daritadi is very difficult to sleep as it seems." said Harsa who was beside him, sitting leaning on the back of the bed while holding a laptop.

He turned his oblique body looking at Harsa,

"I can't sleep, I'm not used to sleeping at this hour. I'm tired of mas, I want to know what that is." he really felt very bored, especially he felt his body had started to feel better.

"Rest first, tomorrow can only start doing college assignments." replied Harsa with eyes focused on the laptop screen.

"When can I work?" tanyanya, he felt very longing to work, anyways his savings also depleted certainly next month.

Harsa immediately looked at him and frowned,

"Still that later, if you've really healed." said Harsa.

"But next month my income will be reduced.My savings have been thinned mas, I have to work." he asked half-begging.

Harsa sighed,

"You work with me, if only my coffeshop is also there" said Harsa flat.

"But far away dear Harsa, I live in Depok. Your coffeshop is in the area. It's true that I tell him every day to pacing back and forth." he snorted softly and tried to spread himself.

"It is not necessary to move. You also do not have to come every day. You replace me, you manage, then stay the same report me. Beres right?"

He raised both his eyebrows and opened his eyes.

"Why don't you want to? I give you a job, not give you money for free. I know you, you're an independent type of woman. That's why I ask you to manage the business I have, because if I just love the atm card to you, it will definitely be rejected outright." explained Harsa made him chuckle softly.

"I don't want to do anything with you. Even though we are in a nearby city, but I can't be there every time for you. Like yesterday for example. So I ask, you are there to focus on college, do not need to use work events home at night." said Harsa again.

He was still staring at the face of his handsome girlfriend,

"Mas, possessive ihh." he said, smiling.

"Belgain..! Possessiveness is necessary when dealing with women like you."

He laughed again, little,

"But I was taught how to manage it first, I was blind to business. I'm afraid to make a loss mas." he asked as he grabbed Harsa's hand and clutched the sturdy hand.

"Yes, that's why you sleep at home first. Later if college to be delivered with the driver, keep coming back here again." Harsa put the laptop on the side of the bed, then went to lie down next to him.

"I've done a lot of work because these weeks, I'm hard if you go home to your hostel. Wanna?" clearly Harsa caressed her face.

Before long Harsa came closer to him and immediately kissed his lips for a while.

"Can you kiss this?" harsa's question definitely made her face red at this moment.

Not waiting for an answer or indeed not needing an answer, Harsa reunited their faces. This time with quite a long time, it even left him out of breath.

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