Marry The Heir
Almost drowned in the current

Shafira's night was really spent in a cafe that Andini chose with her friends. They look happy to enjoy free good food in live music that they mastered themselves.

It was the fourth song that Andini sang on stage. This cafe felt like they belonged and the others contracted. They are free to sing and make their own fun not only for them but also for other cafe enders.

Some of the visitors did not hesitate to choose the song and asked them to sing it. Starting from romantic songs to prancing songs or R n B. Andini is currently marathon performing dangdut songs on stage. He danced with goulash with the children who participated in dancing. Some visitors give a saweran, making this night even more exciting. If you think again, only this time they know that the quiet Andini turned out to be a dangdut music lover.

“You promised to bring diamonds for me

A day of eating is not certain

You say this, you say that

Bored of your reasons

You think life is just eating rocks?

You think your son doesn't need milk?

This milk, that milk

Susa, susi, susi, hard.”

“Open duck jos!” visitors to the cafe who make them laugh.

Today Andini really performed optimally, behaving like he was part of his students. They are free to express themselves without distance. Maybe this is one of the beauty of music when it is played. It embraces all. It is not wrong if music is called the unifying nation.

From his place, Shafira smiled. He still washed his hands and clothes affected by food spills because his friends were too busy dancing to accidentally nudge a plate of food and hit his clothes.

He laughed at what Andini looked like.

When his hands were clean and his clothes did not leave food stains, suddenly something warm came out of his right nostril. Shafira immediately looked into the mirror before her and it turned out that there was blood coming out of her nose.

“Gosh! Why this?” his murmuring was quite shocked. He immediately cupped the water from the sink and washed it in his face. The blood was still dripping from his nose and more and more.

“Lo no pa-pa?” Malvin approached her and gave her a tissue. I don't know when the man was near her.

“Em.” Shafira immediately took a tissue from Malvin's hand and raised her head to withstand the increasing blood rate.

“Do not digress fir, later the blood enters again and instead goes into the lungs.” Malvin sounded worried.

Shafira immediately lowered her head again and took back the tissue that Malvin was stirring.

“We go to the doctor only yes fir?” increasingly anxious, he watched Shafira closely. The blood coming out of Shafira's nose is quite a lot, the tissue that he thrusts has changed color to red.

Gaining the sudden attention of Malvin, Shafira is quite surprised. Especially when Malvin looked at him with a very close distance. His eyes rounded and immediately retreated his steps.

“Gak pa-pa, most of this hot in doang.” He was trying to look okay.

“Ya, change the tissue again.” Tissue sheet to all the Malvin thrust.

“Hem, thanks.” Shafira stuffed the tissue into her nostrils and turned her face away from Malvin. Quite deg-degan also if it continues to be looked at like this by Malvin.

“Lo pack this.” Malvin took off the checkered shirt he was wearing and attached it to Shafira's shoulder. Shafira was surprised enough that she shuddered in amusement as Malvin's handkerchief rubbed his back. “Maybe you catch a cold too. But if in 15 minutes the fog does not stop, I anterin lo go home or we can go to the nearest clinic from cafe.”

Shafira just nodded while tucking her hair between her ears. Wrong behavior, maybe that's what's happening now.

Luckily the bleeding in his nose started to stop. Shafira and Malvin go back to their friends. They walked away with awkward feelings.

“Today lo cool.” Malvin's words suddenly made Shafira quite surprised. Malvin recently commented on his performance. Usually when other people praise Malvin does not look interested in hearing it.

This time even he smiled faintly making Shafira turn her head with a puzzled face. “Gue is proud of you. Lo can mengelesein lo tasks perfectly.” His impression returned Shafira's gaze.

Shafira again threw her gaze in the other direction. As much as possible he did not make eye contact with Malvin. He did not want if later tonight instead could not sleep because the shadow of Malvin's face that always appeared in his mind.

"Quite hope." Shafira reminded herself.

I have to admit today was a hard day. This performance will probably be his last appearance before the national exam and he finally graduated from High School. He really hopes his parents can be present to witness one of his performances but in fact all is just hope. On the other hand, he felt happy that there were two unexpected people present to witness his performance. He can smile happily, even though he is calm-mehek, his appearance is quite proud.

And about Malvin. “Still vin.” That's the word he wanted to say earlier.

During the performance, Shafira several times changed the tone she was singing. Whereas when GR they have fixed the tempo and key used. But as they performed, Shafira changed a few notes down, ranging from half to one. The emotions that dominated him made the tone that came out of his mouth almost imprecise. Luckily Malvin can compensate for his appearance until their appearance sounds perfect.

“Thank you for what?” malvin asked who stopped his steps.

Shafira stopped and turned to face Malvin. “Make everything.” Rigorously.

“During the performance, I must have a lot of trouble lo. Jumping the tone, mostly using soft voice and head voice that makes you confused. Sometimes my tempo is also a bit messy, not in accordance with our training.”

“But you don't complain. You don't leave me. Lo nemenin I'll be until the end. And I can only say thanks.”

Shafira's eyes look teary. He is well aware of Malvin's important role in his appearance. The man he wanted to avoid, in fact, was getting closer. Malvin seemed to understand very well what help Shafira needed to make the song he delivered completed perfectly.

“Not that a function of a partner?” Malvin was relaxed. Lately he also often shows his smile that makes Shafira feel uncertain. It's getting harder to get away from the charm of a Malvin.

“Ya, partners.” Timpal Shafira was spontaneously staring at Malvin. They throw smiles at each other with eyes on each other. It was like there was a moment where they walked towards each other's hearts.

“Em, we're there now?” Shafira's trying to divert their conversation. He does not want to be dissolved for too long.

Malvin just smiled then nodded. They walk awkwardly.

“Oh yes vin, I think, I can nerima call lo.” Suddenly revealed. Shafira hesitantly turns to Malvin while biting her own lips waiting for Malvin's response.

“Hem. If you don't mind, I'll call that EO and the training schedule.” There was a sudden sense of happiness filling Malvin's heart. He did not expect that the iceberg beside him began to melt.

“Iya.” Slowly follow.

Not long heard the sound of music being played and very familiar to them. From the guitar passages played, Shafira knows the song well.

“Favorite songs lo.” Brisks Malvin while walking first in front of Shafira.

“Ya is up!” Shafira immediately ran towards the stage and took one microphone. Without a doubt, Malvin soon caught up with Shafira and sat down where he used to play the piano.

“Yeeaaayyy!!! Kill it fir!!” exclaim Andini cheering Shafira. It seems like the young soul of Andini is indeed being very excited.

Shafira just smiled and then turned to Malvin who began to play the twang of his piano. The light of the lights began to dim, leaving a dim light and silhouette of the shadows of people inside the cafe. The floodlights are on Shafira and Malvin. The boisterous atmosphere turned romantic in an instant. The atmosphere turned warm and Shafira looked beautiful with the mic stand in front of her. Slowly, he began to close his eyes and the flow of the song began to flow gently filling the ear cavity of the cafeteria visitor.

“...Mmmmm…..

Some people want it all

But I don’t want nothing at all

If I ain’t got you, baby

Some people want diamond rings

Some just want everything

But everything means nothing

If I ain’t got you, yeah”

The clang of the piano sounds syahdu making the atmosphere really feel romantic. One song is enjoyed together by Shafira and cafe visitors. They light a flash light during Shafira's singing. Songs that have meaning to everything in the material world are not important, unless we have our loved ones feel right filling their hearts.

There is nothing more important in this world than having the people we love. Wouldn't that feel enough?

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The time of 2 hours was not the same as 120 minutes for Kean. 2 hours could mean hundreds of minutes when it was in Kean's hands.

This afternoon, after the event at Shafira school, instead of returning to the office he preferred to take a walk from one place to another with Disa. Random was indeed because there was nothing he was aiming for other than his desire to spend time with Disa.

After receiving a report from Roy about his family's gossip that began to subside, for him his business in the office was finished.

These days, he has been preoccupied with a lot of clarification about his family problems. The gossip circulating not only disturbs his mind but also disrupts the stability of his company.

After looking for who is the mastermind of the hoax news spreader, the problem is resolved. Marcel was the one who deliberately gave information about his family to the media. This is a form of seriousness that he did on his threat a few days ago on Sigit. The image of a Sigit Hardjoyo had gone down and of course the owner did not stay still. Kean just needs to see Marcel picking the fruit he planted.

Before returning home, the place they visited was the market. Kean reasoned that tomorrow morning Disa does not need to go to the market so that the ingredients for the next week they buy today. They had asked the transport porters for help to carry the souvenirs while they walked casually towards the parked car quite far away.

“What time does this market close?” Kean broke the silence between them. While enjoying the breeze of the night, Kean watched the surrounding market that was never quiet. The money in this place is very fast. Starting from just buying a pack of salt to buying and selling gold, everything happens in this place. It is appropriate that the market becomes the place of the fastest money turnover.

“Em says bu kinar, the market is 24 hours. A day can be two to three times there are cars that send groceries so that at any time of shopping, the ingredients sold remain fresh.” explained Disa.

This market is indeed not like the market near Meri's house which will close after two in the afternoon.

“Then why should you shop early in the morning?”

“Em because the morning air was fresher. The seller also has a lot of merchandise that is still complete so I am free to choose.” His explanation was quite understood by Kean and made him nod.

After all, if the morning market is usually a lot of sellers will give a sloping price. Although the price difference is not too far, it is still fun for a buyer.

“Waiting sir.” Suddenly Disa stopped her steps and held Kean's hand. He slightly ducked and looked at the surrounding environment.

“Why?” Kean was a little confused to see how Disa was behaving.

“Sssstttttt!!!” his hiss then pointed towards the swarm of men across them

“Why?” Kean lowered his voice.

“Subjecting master, “ pulling Kean's shoulder to come down slightly. Kean was just looking at Disa's behavior. “That's a thug who misleads sir. We have to be careful.” Whisper with an anxious face.

Kean looked at the gang of thugs. They are engrossed in playing cards with many bottles of drink in front of them. Some of them seem to have been stoned.

“You're sure it was the thug that time stabbed me?” Kean is not too strong in remembering the face of someone especially thugs who feel all similar.

“Iya sir. Which pack grey t-shirt.” Disa said with certainty. The most Can remember is, the tattoo on the back of his hand that was clearly visible when the man downed his drink.

Without waiting for long, Kean picked up a stone and threw it at the thug. “PRANK!!!!!” kean's throw right hit the bottle of drink which then broke apart.

“Yes!” he cried with pride.

“Gosh Sir! What are you doing?” He was surprised to see what Kean did. He began to fear that the thugs would arrest them and re-injure his young master.

“WOY! Who is it?!” shouted the thug who moved out of his place with a stagger.

“Noh in sono!” sahut thugs one.

Kean did not stay still, he immediately pulled his hand and ran away from the thugs. Thought to be faced with courage turned out to remain blurred as well.

“Woy, stop lo!” shouted the thug, but Kean was getting faster running without releasing his hand.he just felt that something like this felt very pleasant. Like he has crossed the line that he made himself by having to obey and accept.

Revenge turned out to be enough to make his adrenaline soar.

The thugs keep chasing. Kean invites Disa to hide behind the building of a warehouse. Disa leaned her exhausted body against the wall while trying to regulate her breath. While Kean was still peeking at the thugs who seemed to still be searching for their tracks.

Kean smiled in satisfaction, his revenge like it was fulfilled in an unexpected way. The thug was confused looking for his whereabouts and Disa.

“They can't find us.” He said with a smile. Breath that is still roaring because it runs fast.

Disa does not chim. He was still trying to calm himself. He also noticed his hand which was still in Kean's hand.

“Why? You scared?” whispered Kean who was leaning beside Disa.

Disa just shook her head while trying to let go of Kean's hand. He was still quite surprised, when Kean suddenly pulled his hand and took him running without warning.

In a few moments, Kean's facial expression, which was pleased that he had managed to prank the thugs, turned serious. He stared at Disa with the page without letting go of his hand. For a while he enjoyed the warmth of Hisa's hand which he held tightly. I don't think he wants to let go.

And looking at the clear lake that was staring at him innocently made the corner of Kean's heart feel throbbing. His heart rate changed quickly, not because of running but because there was a feeling that tickled the corner of his heart that he could not explain.

Long enough they looked at each other, until Kean got closer and made Disa wrinkle. His face looked tense with palms that felt wet. Very nervous.

The longer, the closer they got and made Disa's feelings erratic. He could feel the breath of Kean hitting his face, getting closer and closer again until finally, Disa turned her face away.

Kean exhaled his breath violently. A few seconds ago, time stopped turning and everything looked beautiful. The clear night sky, the stars shining brightly were also as breeze as the wind moved the child's hair Disa so seductively. But it doesn't seem like the right time.

This time, there was nothing he could do but pull his body away from Disa.

“They've gone.” Kean's words sound more like murmurs. Finally, Disa could sigh in relief. Ever since Kean approached, his heart had jumped and only now could he re-regulate the depth of the breath he held.

“Can we go home now sir?” really Disa was still very nervous mixed awkwardly. Just a moment ago he almost drowned in the current that Kean had created and should not have been carried away.

“Can, she's your employer.” Maybe it was that voice that made him so aware that he chose to turn his face away from Kean. His heart is still beating so fast.

Seeing Kean who was still silent while leaning his head against the wall, made Disa choose to leave first. Perhaps even his young master was condemning the mistake they almost committed.

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