Marry The Heir
Commemorative

At a cafe serving western food as the main menu, Kean was enjoying his lunch. He was with Reza who had come to the office and invited him to eat together. Indeed, they had not had lunch together for a long time and the atmosphere became quite awkward.

Like there was a distance between them. Either since when this started, maybe since last night or since they argued and Reza chose to leave. Slightly evasive instead of causing discomfort between him, Kean and Disa.

His lunch this time was actually deliberately made to improve their relationship. However, their friendship should not be affected because of the presence of a girl among them.

Reza's fear that he and Kean will fall for the same girl, it feels like it really happened. He admitted his interest in Disa while Kean was still trying to cover it up. Reza knows, Kean is not someone who can be open about his feelings but his attitude lately makes Reza conclude that his best friend has feelings for Disa even though he is not sure it can be called love.

“Where to show overnight.” Reza broke the silence between him and Kean.

There was almost no food in front of him, but there was no conversation between them.

“Current.” Kean's cold. It was as if he did not want to recall the last night that he passed with Disa. Enough he and Disa who will remember him without the need to share the story.

“Claire contacted me and told me about last night's incident. Is it okay?” reza's question sounded probing, making Kean uncomfortable.

What did Reza get from Clara's story last night? Does he think Kean can't keep Disa in danger?

“Lo has a number here, you also often send messages and call. Why don't you ask the same person directly.” Quite cynical Kean's answer. He put the fork he used to stab the steak in front of him. His appetite just disappeared.

Hearing Kean's reply, Reza only smiled knotfully. It's very sensitive for his best friend to talk about Disa.

“Lo know, I seriously deketin dia. I hope you don't bring it in lo.” problem Reza's words sound like an affirmation that Kean has brought Disa in danger.

Pretty annoying speech Reza, to make Kean clenched his hands annoyed.

“Lo think only you can protect in?” challenge Kean. He looked at Reza sharply. Feeling underestimated, is something Kean cannot accept.

“Ya!” sahut Reza was confident. “Gue can not only protect you physically but also emotionally."

"Gue loves him and I intend to make it revealed directly.” Reza Strictly. Whether Reza was just bluffing or really serious, Kean seemed to be starting to think.

Reza is like challenging Kean who can only be fixated without being able to chim in his best friend's sentences. Since when did his friendship become this thick?

“Bokap lo, not a person who can be compromised about feelings.”

“Stupid lo sama claire, not a trivial thing if you say do not want, he will nerima.”

“There will be many consequences that you face and may have the same impact in.”

“Gue can't tell bokap lo disturb there. It's important to me.”

Reza's words sounded more like a warning that Disa was in danger. For a moment Kean thought, what might Sigit do to Disa. Sigit is not a person who can be invited to compromise but he holds on to Sigit's promise that the man will behave as a father who in a sense can accept the request of his son.

“Bokap will not dare to touch in.” Kean was sure. He still tried to believe in Sigit's promise.

“Lo guarantee can it be sure? Lo himself still lives in the shadow of bokap lo.” Reza again doubted Kean's belief.

He knows who Sigit is. He has no mercy on anyone, including Kean as his son. Letting Disa into Kean's personal life is akin to letting Disa into danger.

“Again, you don't have any feelings are you the same? Do not let you be in the shield for matchmaking ngehindarin the same claire who ended up just making her sick.” Reza Tandas.

Kean was only dumbstruck, considering what Reza said. What he felt like and what he wanted, he could not understand it.

Maybe he still needs time, to think about things.

*****

Disa's steps looked weak as she entered the gate of Kean's house. Today it feels so exhausting for Disa not only physically but also mentally. His feet that still hurt make him crybaby. It felt like he wanted to cry in the corner alone when he remembered the incident a moment ago.

“How long are you home? Is your business not done?” this is a message to all that Kean sent and still he looked at.

After his young master activated the GPS on his phone, he had an easier time checking for Disa. He also knew that this afternoon Disa went to the main house.

“There are some items I should take mr.” That was the reason that Disa said when her young master asked her the reason for her to go to the main house.

There were indeed some items that he had to take to practice sewing. Some sheets of fabric and of course his mini sewing machine.

“Malem dia, how new tumben home?” greet the Grace that today is the turn to watch. The thin-moustached man looked at him in wonder.

“Em, yes sir. There are a few I have to take care of.” Sahut Disa's. He immediately turned his face away so that Grace would not continue to look at him with a strange look.

“I go in first yes sir.” Pamit Disa, ending her interaction with Grace.

“Iya sa.” It is only the truth of Grace that still pays attention to it.

Isa soon passed and entered the house through the back door.

“Assalamu ‘alaikum.” clean when pushing the back door.

“Wa’alaikum salam.” The low voice of the man standing in front of the sink.

“Goodnight sir.” It turned out that his young master was standing there to wash his hands. Disa glanced at the dining table that was still neat, apparently her young master had not eaten.

“You haven't eaten sir?” though Disa had prepared dinner but Kean had not touched her.

He immediately put his luggage and headed to the dining table to arrange the table.

“Did anyone tell you to the main house?” Kean was more interested in asking the reason Disa went to the main house.

When he saw the position of Disa who was in the main house, his feelings were a little uncomfortable. His conversation with Reza this afternoon suddenly filled his mind. Is Disa really under threat?

“No sir. I do have a need.” Answering but not daring to stare at Kean, not Disa at all.

“I warm the food first sir.” Can busied himself by moving from the dining table to the front of the stove with both hands holding two large plates of side dishes that he cooked.

Kean was still paying attention to Disa who he thought was a little strange. This girl is not a person who is good at lying, her attitude is very noticeable if there is something she is hiding.

Kean approached Disa then took the two large plates from Disa's hand for him to put. He flipped his body to face him and looked at him fixedly.

Disa did not have enough courage to return Kean's gaze which made her feel claustrophobic. Remember the limit he had to make with Kean.

“Your face why?” Grabbing Disa's chin, paying attention to the reddish color on Disa's cheeks.

“Em is okay sir. There was a little accident.” Waving Kean's hand and choosing to turn his face.

“What kind of accident can leave redness on the left cheek?” a punch-like wound was enough to make Kean suspect that this girl was lying to him.

“Em, this.” flag. He ran out of words to make excuses.

“Gaze my eyes while I'm talking!” snapping Kean makes Disa jerk.

Suddenly, tears gathered in the corner of his eyes and were ready to drip at any moment. Disa tried to hold it by tightening her fist.

Flashbacks

“PLAK!” one loud slap landed on Disa's left cheek after she answered her great master's question.

“Iya sir, I accompanied the young master to the party.” I am afraid.

And the slap was given to him by Kinar in front of Sigit. His eyes barked as if he were venting his anger at Disa.

This afternoon, suddenly Kinar sent him to the main house. The middle-aged woman said there was something she had to say. A little hesitant because it is not usual for Kinar to behave mysteriously like this. When there is something he wants to say usually Kinar will ask directly by phone or short message. But this time he was asked to come to the main house.

Upon arrival at the main house, Disa was waiting for Marwan and Kinar who stood in front of the stairs to the top floor. Marwan with his calm face and Kinar with his unfriendly expression.

“Large master is waiting for you.” Kinar's voice sounded resolute.

Disa was quite surprised to hear the great master waiting for her. He felt that there was no mistake he made until the middle-aged man asked,

“How long have you been working here?” his low voice sounded terrifying and his cold gaze made the feathers of his back bristled. Just this time he spoke directly to his great master and made him tremble.

“5 months sir.” Sahut Disa tried to be brave. Although his feelings began to get restless, he tried to look calm.

“Do you think my salary is too small?” a trick question that Disa has never heard.

In the past when he was looking for a job and read some examples of interviews, salary problems were questioned. But not in this way. And again he's been working, not just going to work.

“The salary I get is more than enough sir. Thank you.” He answered diplomatically.

He could not deny that he was paid a nominal salary that was very sufficient as a servant. When compared to his needs, what he got was more than enough.

Sigit looked at Disa from top to bottom. His cynical gaze made Disa just look down without daring to return the gaze of her great master. If he thought his young master was the coldest man, it seemed he was wrong. The pole is standing before him.

“If you feel the money I gave you is more than enough, don't you have to be quite aware of your own limits?”

Sigit's question sounded like a psychotest question that led to giving firmness to Disa if her dignity was far below Sigit and his family.

Yes Sigit is right, the amount of salary reminded Sigit, giving Disa an affirmation of who the employer is here and should Disa know enough. He began to understand why Sigit had called him.

“Did you go to that party to accompany my son?” her voice was slow but her tendency was so touching with Disa's self-esteem. Like reminding Disa and Kean of their respective positions.

“Iya sir.” Without hesitation, Disa answered.

And, “PLAK!” Kinar smashed him with a loud slap.

The pain in his cheek spread to his head and made his ears buzz. It was very strong to hit Kinar, as if he was aware of the mistake he made.

“You're still so confident answering the big master's question? Who do you think you are?!” yells the Shine in front of Disa.

Just this time Disa saw Kinar was very angry and it was on her.

Disa was only fixated without daring to chimed in. Rubbing his throbbing cheek alone he did not dare. He felt he had been judged by the three people before him and made him admit, “Yes, I was wrong.” Inner Disa.

“Bring him out!” tell Sigit later. Like he was giving Kinar the freedom to punish him.

“Sa-I apologize for my sassness sir.” Lirih Disa without daring to look at Sigit.

Sigit doesn't handle it. He signals Kinar to bring Disa out. It seemed like he was already very sick of seeing Disa.

“My credit!” Kinar pulled Disa's hand and took her out of Sigit's room.

“Bu for a moment, big master has not said anything. I have to hear sorry from the big master first.” please Disa.

He tried to release the grip of the hand of Kinar so strong. He realized he was wrong. Due to his foolishness accompanying Kean to the party, he had made his great master feel humiliated. His pride felt in the stampede.

But his heart was not relieved that he had not yet received an apology from his great master.

“Come Out!” gertak Kinar's.

“Master, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to embarrass you. I beg sir.” Disa.

In his mind, if Sigit does not forgive him, then maybe Kean will be affected. And he doesn't want that to happen.

“Go.” Marwan mediates.

Although his face looked calm, Disa could feel that this man was harboring anger. It is impossible for his master to take care of this kind of problem even though what Disa and Kean have done has damaged his good name. If Disa wasn't a woman, maybe Sigit would have done something crazier than this.

“I'm really sorry sir.” Again Can repeat the sentence even though it is not in Sigit. Finally only able to resign, the obligation is to apologize sincerely, regardless Sigit forgive him or not.

Kinar again pulled the hand of Disa and Disa followed wherever Kinar took her.

“You know your mistake?” Kinar started his question upon arrival at the pavilion. This is a pretty private place to talk.

Disa nodded, she realized her mistake. There is no Cinderella in the real world. Everything is just a fairy tale that gives hope that life will improve when we find the right man and of course have abundant wealth. The more he thought, the more he realized, if everything was just a fairy tale. To achieve his dream, he must stand on his own feet, treading the ground without forgetting who he is.

There was a deep sigh as Kinar looked at Disa who was silent. He never intended to hurt the girl in front of him but circumstances forced him to be firm. They should be reminded. Because when he was lulled by his young master, maybe he could no longer help him. He knows who his great master is. Eliminating a girl like Disa was not difficult for him and Kinar did not want that to happen.

Behind his harsh attitude, he tried to protect Disa.

“Do not repeat. Because when the great master is really angry, it is not only you who will bear the consequences.” It was better to remind Disa at the beginning than to make this girl regret.

Is only nodding. He felt a drastic change between Kinar while in the presence of Sigit and Kinar at this time. Turn 180 degrees.Like two different people.

Flash back off.

“I'm sloppy sir.” I was Disa in the end. He took his eyes off Kean and continued his work. “While out of focus, and it finally made me wretch.” Its effects.

Heated the food and kept his back to Kean. He was not ready to turn around and look at Kean's eyes looking at him sharply. The pain in his cheek had indeed lessened, but the memory scratches of who he was imprinted were so strong in his heart that his heart throbbed in pain. He closed his eyes, trying to bury the tightness that sometimes came suddenly.

Kean's footsteps stepped away. “Sgratitude.” Inner Disa. He could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Trying to carve a smile, he again served food on a plate. Take it to Kean. “Please sir, already I warmed.” Its effects.

Kean still looked at her with curiosity. He was very sure that Disa was hiding something. The girl had never even looked at his face like she was dodging when they met a glance.

After preparing a glass of water, Disa went to the linen room. It's better here. It did not feel tight and he could let his tears slip for a while.

"I know enough myself, I'm just a waiter."

*****