
The clock shows five o'clock in the afternoon. Harris hurriedly got out of his Jeep Wrangler and entered the mansion with a spacious courtyard. Sumringah's face was clearly visible, unceasingly her sweet smile was drawn at all corners of Harris' thin lips.
Loosen up a little tie wrapped around his neck while walking quickly up the circular staircase in the middle of the spacious room.
His happy face that was impatient to meet his wife and baby.
"Darling... daddy came home...." Harris slightly shouted as soon as he opened his bedroom door knob.
But at once his neutrality dimmed, finding the figure he so longed for was not in their room. Harris turned to the cot-side baby box, the ocean wasn't there either. The baby box looked cold uninhabited.
Harris thought a little because not usually Martha and Samudra out of the room at this hour. The girl was always waiting for him to come home in their room, complete with the Ocean that was always in Martha's arms.
Harris came out of the room, back down the long stairs. "Sir... aunt...!!" exclaim Harris.
"Yes sir.." the old woman clasped out from inside the mansion with a pale face.
"Miss Martha and Ocean where, bik?" harris asked as he removed the buttons on his long shirt sleeve.
"Ehh anu... that.. non Martha.." bibik stammered, confused what to say to his master. Martha had said it was the same aunt if she was going out with Samudra, but her nonya master did not say where to go.
"Where, bik? out?" harris asked reassuringly.
"Home home, Om...?" a voice suddenly sounded from behind the door. Makes Harris cringe in wonder.
"Darling...." Harris could not say more, a feeling of astonishment still enveloping his mind. Why did Martha, his wife, call him Om? though the girl had long since lost the title when calling him.
Harris smiled for a while, trying to hide her surprise and drew closer to Martha. "Where are you from, baby?" Harris hugged his wife and then switched to kissing the Ocean, which at that time looked so calm, smiling at Harris with a little chatter. Martha was still silent, staring fixedly at her husband's face.
Oh. I did not find the lies and falsehoods of the attitude of Harris, Martha's mind.
The man's attitude did not change, it was still so warm. There is nothing he is hiding. Martha could feel that.
Do I have to ask frankly about a woman named Laura? martha again.
"Darling... Do you have a problem? same story with me." Harris grabbed Martha's little shoulder, leading the girl to sit on a long sofa close to an aquascape glass box complete with a variety of colorful small fish.
"Here let me carry Samudra, I miss my hero." Harris tries to take over the Ocean from Martha's hands. For a moment Martha tried to dodge, keeping the tiny baby away from Harris.
"Why are you, baby? I'm wrong with you?" harris asked a little astonished by the change in his wife's attitude.
Martha looked at Harris' face for a while, then turned back to look the other way, the blue-laced netra was now seen condensing. Almost dropped the liquid.
"Darling... You cry? What the hell is this really? I'm sorry if I was wrong with you. Please...." Harris sulked, trying to hug the tiny body of Martha who still hugged the Ocean in her cradle.
Smell gently at his wife's long brownish mane, and switch to tucking Martha's delicate cheeks.
"Who's Laura?"
Degs.....
Harris was silent for a moment, stopping his little kiss on Martha's head. The man was silent, as if his lips were numb. How did his wife know about Laura? inner Harris.
"Who's Laura, Om?"
Martha still softened her tone, shifting slightly from Harris' side. "Sir... aunt....!" shouted Martha, the aunt who heard her young mistress calling, just walking in a hurry to approach her two masters.
"Yes, non....?"
"Please bring the Ocean to the room." Martha handed the tiny baby into the hands of her aunt, who immediately walked up the stairs while carrying the Ocean.
Martha now looked at Harris' face that looked deathly pale. Trying to find the truth of both men.
"Tell me who is Laura?! Is he your lover, Om?" this time Martha's tone was slightly raised. Anger was evident in the girl's wry eyes.
"How do you know about that woman, honey?"
"You know what, Om? he insulted me and my son. I don't accept that."
Netra Harris fiddled, looking cluelessly at Martha.
"Disdelight you?" Harris asked with a puzzled expression.
"Am I a cheap woman to you, Om? Am I just you taking it as your lustful gratification, huh...?!" cry Martha, now the tears of the girl he could not bear anymore.
"Darling... Who said it?" Harris panicked at Martha's attitude. He was also infuriated by all the snake woman named Laura.
"Tell me is it true you said that to Laura, huh?!" isak Martha.
"You're wrong, baby, it's not true." Harris tried to defend himself, drew closer to Martha and tried to hug to appease his wife.
"Don't touch me.... !" Martha stopped Harris' steps, making the man obey just like that, suddenly stopping his steps.
"He may insult me, but he must not insult my son..." Martha paused her sentence for a moment.
"My son is not an illegitimate son." isaac Martha. The girl was crying, her heart ached when she remembered Laura's piercing words.
"Samudra is not an illegitimate child, right, Om...? Answer....!!" cry Martha again. Tears were now so rushing out from both corners of his eyes. Martha dropped herself on the floor with a sober cry.
"Darling...." Harris quickly grabbed Martha's body, bringing her into her burly shoulder embrace.
"Our son is not a bastard. He's my son, our son. You trust me" whispered Harris gently, kissing his wife's long mane.
"I love you, baby. I really love you and our son. Please don't mind all the words of that snake woman named Laura. I beg you, Tha.." whispered Harris again, clinging more tightly to his wife's tiny body. Landing thousands of kisses on the girl's forehead and cheeks.
"I'll tell you everything about Laura. Everything.." shrieked Harris, stretching out a moment of hugs. Gently looking at the face that now looks messy with tears.
Harris gently stroked his wife's cheeks, tidying up her long, messy hair with her burly fingers.
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Flash back a few hours before Laura meets Martha.
"Holy, mas.." said a beautiful woman in a sexy dress on her knees with magenta, long brownish hair that was so shiny she let it wither away.
A surprised expression was evident on Harris's face, as he turned his back and saw the beautiful woman who had suddenly entered his practice room. "Laura...why are you here?" harris' voice seemed to be choking. Looking on could not believe the beautiful woman who was before him at this moment.
"How are you, mas? Long time no see. Don't you miss me?" said the woman with her powerful voice. Closer to Harris trying to reach the sturdy body of the doctor.
Harris dodged the taut fingers, away from Laura who kept trying to get close to her.
"Well what else are you here for ? You know I'm married and have a child." Harris said, the man's face began to harden.
"I'm sorry, mas. I realized I used to be too selfish with our relationship." Laura was still sulking, putting on a face when dealing with Harris.
"Our relationship is over, Ra. You ended it all. You remember that, huh?" harris again. Leave a look of sadness on Laura's face.
"Please get out of here and don't ever dare come into my office again." Harris paused his sentence, looking sharply at Laura.
"I reiterate once again, I am married, have a very beautiful wife and a child that I love. Now get out of here" Harris said. The man walked towards the door and opened the door of his practice room wide, allowing Laura to get out of there.
"Mas Harris, I'm really sorry. I beg you to forgive me, give me one more chance, please.." My eyes glimme Laura radiated from that beautiful iris.
"Get out of here." Harris said again, he rotated his neutrality in the other direction so as not to be intimidated by Laura's pretty face.
The girl lowered her head in, out of the spacious room with a domineering white color.
Laura let out a faint sigh, Who is the woman who is currently Harris' wife? so that the man doesn't care about him right now? inner Laura was upset.
to be continue.....