Marry The Heir
Strawberry to the heart

Kean was still sitting in his car, looking at his house from the yard. Some of the lights have been put out because the night is late enough. Beside him was a goody bag containing food that he bought on his way home.

He has not intended to go down because there is still something he thinks at this time that is the words of Reza a few moments ago.

Reza does want to be brought home even though his mind still looks chaotic. He has not finished thinking and still occasionally daydreaming. Kean takes Reza to the gallery, so he can inform Nita and calm her down if her beloved son is okay.

Although together ranging from the gym to the gallery, their minds are in different places. Reza, with his thoughts in mind, was still looking at the book of partiture that was on top of his piano, complete with the shadow of Disa who felt still sitting next to him. He still remembered the sign that Disa was keeping his distance from him, which was when he was about to hold his hand and the girl dodged.

No. gabe. Actually, it's been a while since he's seen a change in his self. His eyes were still welcoming when they met but his binar was no longer for him.

Sitting in a chair against the piano, looking at the line of keys and he still wanted to hope. Disa's rejection may just be a part of the process and she still has a chance to fix everything and show her a more acceptable way.

“Bro, I'll go home first."

"Gue has contacted you and said that you are fine. Maybe tomorrow he's just here.” Kean told me before he came home. However, he and Reza both need space for their hearts and minds. And making sure his best friend is okay is part of his concern for Reza.

Reza was not defeated. He is more interested in repeating the memories that occurred during his time knowing Disa.

One pat on Reza's shoulder, Kean gives it before he leaves his best friend.

“Lo can help me?” reza's voice restrained Kean's steps that had already reached the mouth of the door.

Kean did not turn around. I don't know what his best friend would ask.

“Hem.” Kean's short answer to affirm that the heartbroken man still cares.

Reza sighed deeply, trying to calm herself down. He has never asked Kean for anything, but this time he has to ask his best friend for help. Either Kean can grant it or not.

“Gue still hope that there can give me a chance.”

That initial sentence made Kean's body stiffen instantly. What help would his best friend ask for, how uncomfortable would he feel?

“Gue felt, I know enough there. You know exactly how he feels and how he behaves the same as me all this time.”

“Gue is still very sure that there are feelings for me. I just need to convince her again."

"Again, I can't let go there from beside me."

"After that night, maybe there have been many things I think about and my relationship is the same he can not be as good as before.”

“Gue can't handle that yet. My heart felt empty and empty. Can you help me make dapetin dia?” reza's question sounded clear.

Kean's shoulder that had originally sagged this time it stood up. There was an attitude he had to take in response to Reza's request. Not that he did not care about the heartbreak of Reza just that he did not want to promise something that he was not sure he could give, especially about Disa.

“Bro, as time goes by, many things may change.” Kean turned to look at Reza.

“There are those you can control and there are none.”

“People's feelings are not things you can force to have. Maybe all this time you can find many women but not disa.”

His best friend must be aware of the reality and stop dreaming of something that he cannot have just because he cannot accept the reality. It can't be that selfish.

“Gue can help you approach any woman you want. But not in there. Don't force him to do what he doesn't want.” Firm Kean.

He was not willing to help Reza for that one problem. Reza can ask for any help, but not by forcing the feelings of Disa.

Reza smiled faintly. He looked back at his friend with a page.

“Why?”

“Lo can not help deketin in the same me or because you have the same feeling he huh?” shoot Reza directly at his curiosity.

Kean did not answer. He turned his face away from Reza and tried to hide the look of his suddenly changed face. Maybe he should admit it now. Reza's condition is not okay and he still has the heart not to make Reza's feelings more broken.

Seeing Kean's attitude, it felt like Reza knew the reason. His best friend's answer, not without reason.

“Gue means lo. Maybe this time the thing we're afraid of will actually happen."

"Compete to get the same girl.” firmly Reza.

Kean doesn't chim. And I think he is confident in the decision he has made at the moment. And if there are consequences, then he will face them. Will not let any more opportunities in plain sight just disappear.

Get out of the car with a goody bag filled with food. This is the first hand Kean brought to Disa. He looked at the contents for a while hoping that Disa would like what she was carrying. Maybe it is true, this time the competition between him and Reza officially began.

Entering the house, Kean heard the sound of water rustling from the kitchen. There was also the sound of a pitched voice. Kean only smiled when he realized that Disa was still awake and was finishing her work.

He stepped slowly, trying not to disturb Hisa's focus and watched her from the direction of the dining table. Disa had not yet realized her arrival.

If noticed, Disa's face never looks tired. He was always smiling and his face was cheerful even though the work he did was not small. There were points of sweat that he tried to wipe with his arm.

Kean smiled to himself as he recalled the dark night when he thought the relationship of Disa and Reza was official. So broken was his feeling that was left behind in a painful way.

“Master? You've gone home?” Disa was only aware of the existence of Kean who had been staring at him.

“Hem. Your work is not done?” put the goody bag on the table and then remove the jacket that originally wrapped his body.

“A minute sir. Is there anything you need?” the focus shifted to Kean.

This is what Kean likes when talking to Disa, focused and attentive. Placing Kean's presence before him as something important.

Kean did not answer. He chose to approach Disa and stand beside her. One bowl full of soapy foam he took and rinsed it in tap water.

“Master, what are you doing? If you need a bowl, I will take it.” Said Disa who was surprised to see what Kean did. Getting into the kitchen is a taboo for his employer let alone touching the job that should be his duty.

“No need. I just want to help you.” Kean said with a faint smile that rose.

Increasingly surprised and Disa even looked at the handsome man beside her. What's wrong with my young master? Maybe that's what he's muttering in his heart.

One bowl is done Kean wash. He also took the glass in Hisa's hand. “Wash your hands and prepare two small bowls, ice cream skup and two scoops.” Tell Kean then.

“Hah?” Disa was increasingly agape with her confused face.

Kean turned to the surprised-looking girl and approached to whisper. “Is my voice not heard enough?” whispered Kean who made Disa slightly pull his body when a breath of Kean blowing on his earlobe. Make a bristling only.

“Heard master!” saith.

He immediately washed his hands clean and obeyed Kean's next command, preparing the bowl, spoon and what was it?

Aargh! You idiot! Because of the behavior of his young master his mind became chaotic.

From the reflection of the mirror in the sink, Kean noticed what Disa was doing. His confused face made him want to laugh.

“Small bowl, ice cream skup and two scoops.” Kean repeated his orders.

“Oh yes skup ice cream.” Can repeat the name of the object he forgot while scratching his head that does not itch. Since when is Disa's brain so blank like this? “Are we going to eat ice cream sir?”

He was only conscious with a facial expression between surprise and delight.

“Did you ever eat cendol with ice cream skup?” Kean asked, without being able to hold back his smile.

“Em, no sir.” Stupid, Disa cursed her stupid question earlier. “I prepare.” Imbuhnya who immediately took a small stool for him when going to take a small bowl. Her tiny legs were slightly on tiptoes, making Kean anxious himself.

The task of washing the dishes was completed and Disa had prepared two bowls on the table complete with other objects that he requested.

At the dinner table, he supported his face with both hands while looking at the goody bag that he had not dared to open. His saliva seemed to be dripping when he imagined he would eat ice cream with a brand of a famous brand.

“Gelato Secrets.” The name was muttered several times.

A name that was quite familiar to him. Rianti said it was a good brand of ice cream and gelato. It used to be after attending the fashion show Disa and Rianti planned to stop by this place. But unfortunately he stopped coming there because he had to go home quickly. And this time his curiosity will soon pay off.

“He can melt if you keep looking.” A strange sound was heard suddenly pausing the flow of water that almost dripped from the corner of His lips.

“Hehehe.. What else if I give you a wink yes sir.” Timpal Disa offset Kean's jokes.

This kind of joke is usually thrown by men like Eko, but who would have thought his young master could do it.

“Iya, he can melt.” is still at sahuti while pulling a chair and sitting in front of Disa. Staring at Disa page with his hands folded in front of the table.

“Eh? Whatdoes thatmean? This is kidding, right? How am I deg-degan?” inner Disa while taking her eyes off the man who smiled at her.

“Open. I want to see what you're preparing ice cream for.” Challenge Kean who was impatient to see Disa prepare ice cream for him.

People say, when enjoying ice cream with people we like, the sweetness will increase many times. He was curious, what it felt like.

“Wah, so many masters.” Seru Disa said when he saw three boxes of ice cream in a goody bag. Worth taking him with a big goody bag.

Not only that, Kean also bought his cone as well as strawberry fruit and blue berry as a topping. Completely.

“Strawberry sweet. You try.” Cetus Kean as he looked at the sparkling eyes of Disa looking at the strawberry.

“How do you know that I like strawberries?” tanya Disa was curious. His feelings never told anyone.

“Because you're always sneaky if you make juice. You make me broccoli juice but you only use bananas and starwbery for the mixture.” Timpal Kean, take one strawberry which then goes into his mouth.

“Not yet in the wash sir!” Can hold Kean's hand, dear strawberry already chewed. Kean until the sticky crumbs feel the sour taste of strawberry in his mouth.

It turns out to be a lie, although strawberry he tried to eat in front of people he liked, it still tastes sour.

“Aahh...” his eyes instantly narrowed feeling sour.

“Hahahhaa.. master main hap only.” Disa laughed contentedly at the expression of her young master while chewing on the strawberry.

And miraculously, the sour taste was completely gone when Kean saw Disa laughing. What was that fun for Disa when she saw one of Kean's stupidities?

“Live eat the ice cream sir.” Can feed a spoonful of chocolate-flavored ice cream to Kean's mouth that opens automatically. “Hahaha.. Slightly reduced, isn't it, sour?” disa said when she saw Kean's expression change.

Kean simply smiled, enjoying the cold, sweet and sour sensation mixed in his mouth. Disa was still looking at him, as waiting for Kean's expression change was something interesting not to miss.

“You, eat.” Wrong behavior also if Disa continues to look at him like this. Look at his smile, making Kean's heart flutter. Really, he had his first experience eating ice cream with a girl he liked.

“Good sir.” He prefers cone. It mixes strawberry, chocolate and blueberry flavors in one cone stalk. Not to forget the toppings, strawberries and blueberries are intact.

So curious about the taste, Disa immediately put ice cream in her mouth. The coldness mixed with the taste of ice cream made his brain like it was hit by a sudden lightning attack. Cold and freeze. He enjoyed his ice cream. Turns out Rianti was right that this ice cream is very good.

“I want to try.” Kean with his curious face when he saw the expression of Disa who was so enjoying the ice cream in his hands.

“You want me to make mister?” bargain, with a stain of ice cream that beleber around the lips.

“This is it.” Grabbing Disa's hand then licking Disa's ice cream.

“Master, this is my ex.” squeals Cana held her hand. Looks like his young master lost his mind. He does not like the food in tasting but instead eat ice cream used by Disa.

"Can't it?" Kean chose indifferently. He was too enjoying the ice cream in the hands of Disa while looking at the blushing face of Disa.

“Bby, for lord only.” Finally Disa relented rather than her heart exploding due to dag dig dug.

“Thank you.” It was so cheerful that his young master's face was enjoying the rest of the ice cream.

He was able to make the same ice cream concoction. Trying to enjoy it calmly even though the feeling is not as calm as the beginning. Kean was too startling but he enjoyed a fierce pounding that made his blood pumped to the rest of the body.

“How are your preparations for tomorrow?” kean asked after successfully finishing one cone of ice cream. It felt like he was hooked and took back the ice cream from Disa's hands.

“Ba-baik.” Aahh just felt more and more. What happened to the young master?

“Enjoy the ice cream, who knows can add inspiration for the race tomorrow.”

What to enjoy if the ice cream changes hands again.

“You must be brave for tomorrow. Show me your best work. Be excited!” he said while patting Disa's shoulder.

Disa was only fixated, staring at her shoulder that was on Kean's pat. I don't know why it feels so calming. As his spirit multiplied many times over.

“Thank you sir.” Like the taste of ice cream was not only mixed in his mouth but carried to his heart.

Young master, what are you doing? Why is it so hard to keep distance from you?

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