Marry The Heir
Sim salabim

“How are you?” eko's voice resuscitated Damar from the unceasing smile he carved.

He sat on the sofa and looked at his cell phone. The repeated message he read.

“Could ngechat me.” Seeing the chat Disa only her face langusung sparkling.

“He told me if there is a vacancy team art make graffiti in some new road tunnel in the build.”

“Gue told to join. He also sent his registration link.”

Reading Disa's message, made him immediately remember his habit of scribbling the school wall. The colorful pilox that he always kept in his bag.

“Mong, rather than lo doodles not clear, mending a real picture. Which means something. Who knows better to see and can make money.” Said Disa while looking at the writing she drew on the wall.

Scrawling the walls is Damar's hobby. For some reason there is always self-satisfaction when writing slightly rude and provocative words on the wall.

And it used to be very upset that Disa commented on the streak but this time she missed it instead.

“Continue Listing?” Eko is approaching. Also curious about the message sent by Disa.

“Udah.” Shows his phone screen on Eko.

“He also participated in the design competition. He said he entered the top 10. Whereas in the past when the deceased bokap connect I told him to enter the design, he did not want to. In fact, until weeping semaleman.”

“Only that time I persuaded it was very difficult until I finally volunteered to be her model. Fortunately he wanted to. It is good that the payment is made with noodle soup coffee item.” Damar's memory drifted during the time he lived at home with Disa.

So feeling sorry he often ignored Disa, but when Disa was already crying, usually he just sat on the desk chair studying Disa without talking a word. It was enough that he was there and accompanied Disa until her crying stopped on her own.

“What now is he still crybaby?”  Damar asked himself.

Every message sent, if you see from the writing Can always write positive messages. It can be imagined how his fingers are flickering dance freely on the keypad with lips muttering.

“Lo want to send sms what send voice note? So noisy!” ledekan Damar when Disa sent a message.

“Lo sneered don't be bored! Yes hp odd door kayak gini can send voice note!" Shows her hp who sailed small and black and white. The ringtone is monoponic.

"It's tuh name expression mong, EX – PRE – SI!” exclaimed with annoyed eyes.

Damar just held back his laughter. It felt like he wanted to pinch Disa's lips that were pursed with anxiety. Unfortunately, they were not as close as they used to be. There is a distance that makes Damar can not freely pinch the anxious cheeks Disa who always makes his feelings relieved.

“Weeiiiss, so excited is she. Mong, we're both fighting.. Don't forget to do’ain me too. Watermelon!!” Eko read Disa's message in a style that is made similar to Disa.

“Hahah recek lo!” Damar elbowed his best friend who was good at impersonate. Similar to the sound and mimic with Disa.

“Hahaha.. By the way what watermelon?” pointing to the word sent by Disa. “He asked for watermelon?” start thinking. It has a brain.

“Semangka tuh abbreviation. Kaka Spirit!” Damar exemplifies the style of Disa when calling for the word. His hands were clenching in spirit and his eyes were rounded full of expression.

“Ahahaha.. Jirr! There-there's a-there's a. Make me gemes. If he is talking sweet but if you are talking, disgust me.” Eko shuddered amusedly at the behavior of his best friend.

“Hair aja mumps, do feminine.” Eko grumbled while throwing a dirty canoebo at Damar.

“Eh fucking lo!” Damar replies to Eko by throwing a drinking bottle.

The boy version of the fight was not inevitable. They elbowed each other, hitting each other with pillows and death kicks from each.

Lina who saw the behavior of her cousin sister could only shake her head.

“Boy boy!” grunts Rina while passing away.

*****

A hard day feels so long for Kean. Although there is a lot of busyness in the middle of his work, his mind is not entirely focused. He felt his body was very tired because he could not sleep all night. He kept yawning and his head felt heavy.

Maybe not because of the effects of lack of sleep alone, but there is the effect of alcoholic beverages in the throat.

When he remembers last night, he daydreams for himself. Everything from coming home early and leaving the party, seeing Disa with Reza, hitting the mirror in the toilet to falling apart and suddenly having the courage to embrace Disa.

He still remembered the tensed body of Disa who was in his embrace all of a sudden. There was no meaningful resistance, only a weak impulse that Kean could still withstand. One of the effects of the drink felt by him, made him have more courage. For a while he felt great to be able to talk to Disa and even hugged her.

But if you think back, how cowardly he is. He hides behind alcoholic drinks in order to face his disappointment. Just this time he felt that he had lost a landslide.

Not focused on work, Kean finally decided to go home early. This afternoon he shut himself in the room, reducing contact with the house person and probably only going down when Arini called him for dinner.

Although he was not feeling tasteful, he could not let his mother eat dinner alone. What if there is Disa? Is he ready to face it in a conscious state this time?

Hah, just pretend to be stupid. He was very sure that Disa would quickly forget the incident last night.

The sound of footsteps that sounded quite loud up the stairs, slightly teased Kean. He who was lying under the blanket with the bolster in his embrace, made him not too interested to see what was happening out there. Already the position of wuenak with daydreams is unclear.

“Evennight I'm alone. The wind is blowing

It's cloudy to change the rain. My heart is not broken

I wonder, what's wrong?

But I don't care, Ah maybe a symptom of nature

Don't know if suddenly restless, the mind is wrong

Heart palpitations, feet always trembling

The more I can't stand it. The more tormented I am

Then remember yourself, want to tell me my fret

Sim salabim cat mating. I almost died standing up

Look at you as a man. Make me heartbroken

Believe not believe, want to cry, shame abis

Not a dream, it's real. You're driving me crazy

Nausea mules stomach also become bloated. Shady views

Oh, I finally feel, what I'm afraid of

I really didn't think, I really didn't think

You're the one I love. Oh, good at theatrics."

The lyrics of the band Type-X are correct.

Kean's body felt limp, there was no energy to get out of place. Just like this, it was enough to make him tired. The breath can be counted one-on-one.

But apparently this comfort did not last long. The phone dropped Kean's banquet for a while. He sees the caller id on his phone and it turns out to be Nita.

“Iya tan.” Kean had to answer. While sitting leaning on the headboard he lashed his hair rough.

“No tan.” Kean said when Nita asked about Reza.

But wait, maybe he didn't know that Reza had come because he had locked himself in his room.

Finally it moved. Opening the door of his room and not long heard voices from Disa's room.

“*T*ante in gallery, but door in lock all. The lights are also on dead, very dark.”

“Mana hp is not active anymore, even though all day campus people nyariin reza. Where is that kid? I don't usually think of gini.” Nita's voice was again heard and full of anxiety.

Slightly peeking from the doorway of Disa's room, it turns out that the girl is with Shafira. Quick noise. They had a serious conversation and Shafira was circling in front of him. Maybe the little boy is modeling for Disa.

“Yes, auntie don't worry. Kean help nyari ya. Later Kean announced aunt asap.”

The call ended and Kean got closer to the door of Disa's room.

“Can!”

“Yes me!”

I already have a boyfriend but the answer is still like that. What was Kean's most dominant voice in his head?

“There can I help sir?” he immediately tidied up his appearance before approaching Kean.

“Lazy actually but he had to ask. “What is reza there to tell you today?” this is what makes Kean lazy.

His face immediately tensed up, as his focus auto moved on the adoration of his heart.

“No sir. Did something happen?”

Even back to asking. Making Kean conclude it looks like Reza did not contact Disa.

He can believe because Disa is not someone who is good at lying.

Kean did not continue his sentence. Even murmuring in the heart. “What kind of pair does not exchange news when it has not been a birthday.” His grunt with annoyance.

As Kean knows, when someone officially dates someone he really likes, he will always want to be connected. Always send news, send romantic words or often come as usual. But this time Reza disappeared. Strange as well as this woman. Or maybe this is one of the casanova tricks to make her boyfriend more curious and pursue her? Very shortsighted.

Ah I don't know. Why is Nita so worried?

Clara was the first person Kean contacted to ask Reza whereabouts.

“Tumben you don't know where your girlfriend is? fight lo?” that cynical answer that Clara made while laughing with satisfaction.

Clara likes to call Kean and Reza a couple. Clara even had time to label him “Pasusu: Husband's husband.” Just be right! It's still normal. His sister only woke up because the touch of a woman was not a touch of her kind. Basic Clara, there's no point in talking to the girl.

The second one in contact with Kean is his friend, one of the owners of the Night Club. Maybe this woman is still not satisfied with her new boyfriend so still hunting. If that happens, he intends to evict Reza back home at all costs.

New time having a girlfriend still nyari another woman? Breng once.

“No bro! he hasn't played here in a long time.” Again, the same answer he got.

Aarrghs! Where exactly did Reza go?

Kean's mind was dead-end, finally he decided to search directly. He plans to visit the place Reza usually goes to.

Starting from his best friend's gym, bang Nasep. Although the possibility is small, it does not hurt to try.

Kean's car rolled into Nasep's gym. Not much time he spent because he chose a road that is not usually jammed. Still, solid. But at the very least, he could save his time for quite some time.

Nasep's Sasana still looks crowded. People who take classes work out late in the afternoon until evening, just finished practicing. The owner was outside, driving someone up to the car and waving his hand as he left. Looks like that guy was one of Nasep's close acquaintances.

“Tet tet!” Kean honked his horn calling Nasep. The athletic man immediately approached when he saw kean.

“Woohhoo! Tumben you stopped by malem-malem?!” while taking Kean tos.

“Gue nyari reza. Is it here?” not too sure but there is no harm in asking.

“There's noh in dalem!” show Nasep to relax.

“Hah really?” Kean couldn't believe that Reza was really inside.

“Not only you are shocked. I'm also surprised.” I Nasep with the truth.

“Udah lo get off first, we copy first. I think reza is fucked again!” nasep.

“Hem.” Kean immediately took off his seat belt while thinking, is it true that Reza is screwed? Shouldn't he be very happy?

Kean immediately went down, walking in strife with Nasep to get into the gym.

“Noh his son!” point Nasep at a man who is busy beating samsak. Sure enough it was Reza.

“The bodies of children come here. Gedor door home kayak people trance.”

“Molor works all day. Don't want to eat anymore. Eh wake-up even directly bergehajar samsak. So strange!” nasep.

You can see the confused face of Nasep mixed with worry. It's been over 2 hours Reza's been exercising. He only drank without any food coming in.

Kean watched Reza who looked annoyed as he beat up his sams. Like he was not channeling his energy, but his anger.

“Pinjem t-shirt bang!” maybe it's good to join Kean so he can know what happened to his best friend.

“Mau sparring lo? I've KO him.” Cetus Nasep who saw Reza bent his body like all his strength was exhausted.

“Bawel lo!” timpal Kean's.

“Ah has a child. Don't fight on.” He tried to remind when he saw Kean's sharp gaze on Reza.

Kean doesn't chim. After getting a change of clothes, he immediately approached Reza.

Reza's body was already soaked in sweat. His face was red with short roaring breaths. It seems he is exhausted.

“Still want to play?” bargain Kean.

Reza just grinned. Unexpectedly, Reza threw his fist at Kean. Without warning without warming he immediately attacked Kean.

The fight is inevitable. Baku has happened. Reza who began to lose his focus, several times had to take a hit from Kean. Only lasted 10 minutes until finally Reza sprawled first in the ring.

Reza was still trying to regulate his roaring breath. Eve her body was hot, her face was red and her throat was dry from over work out. His body was already very tired but his fighting soul was still very excited.

Kean rested his body beside Reza. He threw a bottle of water at Reza. His best friend just glanced, like he wasn't interested. Shut up with each other's thoughts. Only now did Kean see Reza again like this. Like there was disappointment trying to keep it.

Reza had experienced something like this, a dozen years ago. When he quarreled with his brother who became the successor of his late father's legacy company. Maybe this time it all repeats itself and Reza still can't solve her problems with her sisters.

“Nyokap lo panic nyariin lo. You're not aware of him?” kean asked opening a gap in conversation. Looks like Reza has started talking.

Reza doesn't chim in. He chose to get up and sit next to Kean. He took a bottle of water that he had refused.

Thirsty too! Grunts Kean in heart.

Almost a water bath in Reza. Only a few milliseconds remain in the bottle.

“Lo news nyokap lo. He's not karena like all day no news from lo.” Kean thrust his phone at Reza.

Reza ignored him. He only smiled cynically when he saw the wallpaper on Kean's phone screen. A mural by Disa.

“Nyokap lo to the gallery but he said the door lo lock. The lights are also not lighted. Where have you been all day?” getting anxious because it looks like Reza isn't okay.

“Kalo lo there is a problem with your brothers, do not get nyokap lo who became a victim. He's like to cry at nanyain lo. Confused ba-,”

“Can.” That one word slid from Reza's mouth and slashed Kean's sentence.

Reza looked at her best friend and smiled blandly.

“Can? Why Disa?” Kean asked himself without taking his eyes off Reza.

What does Reza want to talk about? What does this have to do with Disa? Does Reza know that he hugged his girlfriend?

Holy hooch! Ls i?

*****