Sekar (The Owner of Hearts)

I am Harsa Dewananda

Semarangs,

Harsa

He heard the little voices of two people talking outside the room. He put on his shirt first and washed his face at a glance, then his feet stepped out.

He stood in front of the room and saw his father Sekar there. Although Sekar had never introduced himself to the father, but he already knew who the father of his lover was.

"Good morning sir." said with footsteps to the living room.

He and his father looked straight at him. Sekar's father looked dumbfounded looking at him.

"For the sir, introduce me Harsa Dewananda, boyfriend and future husband of the father's son" he said, which is still welcomed quietly by Sekar's father.

Sekar's father seemed to swallow the saliva while looking at him and cleared his throat slowly before returning his greeting.

"Morning.." only that answer came out from Sekar's father which made him smile thinly.

"We sit down first." take Sekar while alternately staring at the two of them.

His eyes looked at Sekar, then turned to the slightly open chest of his lover. He warned Sekar through the language of their eyes.

"Ehmm, I'm ready for breakfast first huh? Same father Harsa chatted first." The lover stood up while fixing the pajama kimono slightly open and showed his cleavage with a reddish mark there.

Sekar's father crossed his legs and leaned back on the back of the sofa while looking at him with occasional massaging of the forehead and nose, then sighed.

"How long have you been dating?" Sekar's father whom he knew by the name of Mr. Wira asked him unceremoniously.

"It's only been a month sir." he replied briefly but still remained polite.

"It's only been a month? So you guys decided to get married?"

His head nodded,

"But let Sekar finish his duties as a tourist ambassador first sir."

Sir Wira sighed back, though,

"How far do you know about my daughter?"

His lips smiled thinly,

"As far as I know that Sekar is the father's daughter, even before Sekar told me who his father was."

Mr. Wira stared intently at him,

"I ask, don't tell Sekar about what happened."

"As long as it's the best and doesn't hurt Sekar, I'll try to keep that story. But, I am a person who has the principle to always be honest in a relationship." he replied firmly.

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Pradana Hero

He did not expect that his daughter had a relationship with Harsa Dewananda, a large family of the House of Putranto. Who doesn't know them? One of the conglomerates in the country that has a wide range of top businesses.

He could not possibly forbid Sekar to stop relating to Harsa, not only because he was an irresponsible father, but also his past story.

Even Harsa was very confident in saying that the man was his daughter's future husband. Harsa was impressed not to ask for her blessing, but her daughter's lover was also not wrong because Sekar had been living a kara.

Right now what he was afraid of was the seriousness of Harsa to his daughter. Does Harsa really love her daughter? Or will he even take revenge for past events on her, after the man finds out that Sekar is her daughter?

Especially when he knew that they had only been dating for a month, but had slept together, he even had seen reddish patches on his daughter's chest.

What have they done? Did Harsa do that to her daughter? And if so, would his daughter just be left behind? Considering Harsa's extended family includes people who can do everything easily.

But Harsa looks very fond of Sekar, especially after he knew that Sekar had lived in the house of Harsa's parents.

Honestly, there was happiness in itself, but there was also worry that enveloped his heart at this moment. However Sekar is his daughter, he does not want anything bad to happen to his daughter.

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Vast

After his father's return, he feels something is wrong with his father and also Harsa when he meets.

"What the hell was that?" Harsa had already hugged her from behind as she daydreamed while washing dishes.

He finished his laundry immediately, then wiped his hands.

"Know dad?" he asked while looking into Harsa's eyes, as if looking for honesty.

Harsa smiled at him, though,

"Why ask that?"

"Mas, I was asking, why ask back?" reply with a face that has been bent.

Harsa's hand tucked her hair behind her ear,

"Every businessman knows that."

He narrowed his eyes,

"Relatedly? No lie?"

"Yes." answered Harsa briefly, then kissed her neck.

"Cock still smells?! Bathe yukk.." Goda Harsa is still busy peeping at him.

"Yukk bath.yukk..! Shower yourself..!" his dream made Harsa chuckle.

"Lha yes, I mean take a shower. You took a shower first, and I. He said he was going? Now if it's gini, who's my mind summing up?!"

Harsa's words instantly embarrassed him, it was certain that his face was red at this moment.

"Switch the road with you, so gini..!" her elbow while pushing her lover's sturdy body, then ran to the bathroom, leaving Harsa still chuckling in the kitchen.

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