Sekar (The Owner of Hearts)

Family Greetings

Vast

After welcoming a warm and tempestuous kiss from Harsa, it turned out that he was finally able to fall asleep for almost two hours. Then he took a shower and put himself in front of the mirror.

Time has shown half seven nights, which means they have to go downstairs to have dinner with Harsa's parents.

Although only dinner at home, but this is the first for him to meet and maybe will talk long enough with the Harsa family. So anyway, he tried to look neat.

Chequek..

The sound of the door opening, Harsa's head poking out from behind the door.

"That guy?"

He nodded and walked out of the room.

"Keep down the street?" harsa asked, clutching her shoulders and looking at her face.

"So strong, I'm okay with this" he replied confidently and smiled widely.

Harsa sneered at him,

"Well, is kissed still healing? Next time tell me that's why I want to kiss."

Suddenly his eyes immediately glanced sharply at his lover.

"The risk of dating an adult man is like this." he murmured inwardly.

After climbing up the stairs after the stairs, the two of them finally reached the dining room. There was food on the big dining table.

He could only swallow his saliva,

"Is this the conglomerate dinner menu? All food is available." - Inwardly.

If it is in accordance with the science of saving so far, maybe this much side dish can be eaten for one week.

Shortly from the direction of the lower room, seen Mama Harsa walking in tandem with a man whose face and posture are similar to Harsa, he believes this must be his father Harsa.

His lips smiled and his head slightly lowered,

"Ma's night, o'm night." said politely.

But the expression of the father was confused and scrunched his face looking at him, making his guts slightly shrieked.

"When was my mom's partner? If you call him mama, it means call me papa." explained the gray-haired man to him, but still without a smile.

He just smiled thinly and stiffly.

"Let's try repeating !" tell the papa to him.

"I.iya pa. Ma'am night, pa. night." he said back very politely.

"Nahh, that's dong! That's papa's son-in-law..!" his father said Harsa while chuckling, but instead made him choke on his own saliva.

Harsa patted her back slowly,

"Not to be nervous..! Relax again." whispered Harsa slowly.

Papa Harsa's words made everyone chuckle, as did he.

After enjoying the food there and unexpectedly he ate quite a lot. Either he was hungry for three days because he always vomited food that came in, or indeed the cuisine was very good.

"This is how it is, our home. Lt's quiet..!" papa Harsa re-opens the conversation tonight.

"Then Harsa's sister Kanaya gets married, Harsa continues to be in the apartment more often. This house is so quiet, just stay mommy same papa, same assistant just home."

"Said Harsa, you went to college in Depok huh? So you guys were there when Harsa yesterday held a seminar there? How do you want to be like him?" jeered the papa while glancing at Harsa who chuckled.

"Forced, he likes to be killed. If not submissive even more pursued." selorohnya that makes everything chuckle.

"Persis papa was. If you want it, you are chased. The more mama fought, the more pursued, forced.." confided mama Harsa this time.

"Finally surrender yourself. But not nyesel, right ma?" seduce the papa while poking mama's arm.

Her heart was happy to see such a warm family scene. He had almost never felt the warmth of a family like this.

He had forgotten, what it was like to have a father, how a mother spoiled him. Because what he knows now, how to survive on his own, without the help of his father.

Actually his father is a successful businessman in the field of import furniture export. However, he did not intend to receive a single rupiah from his father.

"Dark, you just stay here. Later if you go to campus, let the driver. Or can you drive your own car?" ask Mama Harsa gently.

"Can ma, Sekar can drive the car" he replied.

He learned to drive while he was still dating Nanda. However, the man has been instrumental in his life story.

"Yaudah if so, use one of Harsa's cars. You just moved here, so let mama have her friend." ask mama Harsa again to him.

Ehemm..

Harsa cleared her throat slowly,

"Yes, but not right now, ma. Sekar just healed already been told to drive away.Actually the hell if to Depok, closer to living in my apartment."

Mama Harsa immediately glared at Harsa,

"Nothing! There is no story that you brought Sekar to live in an apartment together! He's still in college, don't fuck with you!"

"Don't want to be Sekar, if invited to live in an apartment with him. My mom doesn't want him to interrupt your school. You live here, in this house. New can." mama Harsa told me as if it was indisputable.

This time he simply chose silence and nodded, either nodding to which question.

"Mama I thought it was a distance. Harsa keep ma calm. Trust me, Harsa..!"

The debate between the child and the mother was fierce

"Mama doesn't believe in you! Now I have to take care of you, if you are sick, you are facing Mama!"

His lips smiled awkwardly, his hands even scratched his nape even though it did not itch in the least.

While the father chose to hold hands while watching the drama of the debate of the mother and the firstborn.

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