Marry The Heir
Awkwardness

The atmosphere still felt awkward when Reza and Nita came to the house. They haven't seen each other since the gallery. Undeniably, Reza still holds disappointment over Disa's rejection of him.

In the back garden Reza is still busy calling while pressing the mouse pad on the laptop. There was work waiting for him and he had to send it to the dean immediately.

He watched from a distance. Between his focus on listening to Nita and Arini's chatter, he still notices Reza's gigat trying to get away from him. He did not smile as kindly as usual. Maybe the disappointment is still too deep.

“I don't know if you're in that race. If you know, maybe I will come to give support.”

Only Nita was still acting the same. Although he knew Disa and Reza did not live up to his expectations by establishing a more serious closeness, this beautiful woman still behaved the same to Disa. Nothing has changed one bit. It's just that this time Nita didn't discuss Reza too much in front of Disa. There was no longer a promotional event for his son that he did frenziedly on Disa.

His hopes might be dashed but his kindness did not change in the slightest.

“Nothing ma'am, hopefully there is a chance for mom to be present.” Nita is one who supports the creativity of Disa, of course, it is a pride if one day Nita comes and gives her support.

“I'm also sad can't come ta.” This time it was Arini who showed her grim face. He clasped his hand like he was used to it. “I don't want to make anyone embarrassed by my arrival.” The half whispered.

Although trying to smile but believed his feelings are not okay.

“You are still minderan aja rin. You have to be confident. You are beautiful. Where is anyone afraid to see you.” Entertain Nita with all your heart.

“True. Madam is not fit to feel inferior. Mistress is always beautiful and pleasant.” Follow Nita's words.

“You can say this.” Clapping his hands with anxiety. “I used to be very pretty loh sa. Is it ta?” Arini recalled her former appearance. One way to boost her confidence.

A beautiful face, smooth and well-groomed skin is also a beautiful body shape. Does not contain as now. Too many drugs contain steroids that he consumed to make some parts of his body bulging even though it does not look fat.

“Iya. Rini has a lot of fans. Starting from the upperclassmen to the upperclassmen, a lot of who fed him."

"Almost every day there are chocolates or flowers and other small gifts on the table.”

“But, he sold very expensive, until finally he got karma.” Ledek Nita recalls her teenage years with Arini.

“Karma?” quite curious about the last word Nita said.

“Iya, I got karma sa.” I Arini half whispered to Disa like she didn't want anyone else to hear her.

“I refuse many men. From the European actor-like, to the handsome Indian man. But I even stopped falling in love with the same papa kean. Hemh, love can not choose.” Arini's words were like no burden.

It had been a very long time that he felt even to this day, his feelings towards Sigit were still the same. Moreover, there is someone who always makes his love for the husband light up.

He turned to look at his son who was busy playing PS while waiting for Reza to finish calling. The presence of Kean is what makes Arini always feel lucky to love Sigit.

“You've never messed up, married a sigit?” without hesitation Nita discussed this matter in front of Disa.

For a very long time he wanted to ask this to his best friend, considering Sigit's attitude is cold as the ice at the north pole, is not an easy matter to survive the pain.

Sigit's heart was very cold. It will not melt unless God gives a special sun in that cold and desolate place.

“Em, Sad feeling there. But I never regret.” I am Arini with certainty.

“I spent my life for the person I love and have a handsome son who loves me so much. Nothing I regret.”

“I just hope, one day kean wife is not jealous if her husband loves her mother more.” Arini smiled at the end of her sentence.

Among the many sorrows and feelings of abandonment he felt, the existence of his son seemed to be the most efficacious medicine to heal his pain.

“I also feel lucky to have reza. Yes, although my son is a lot, but Reza always takes more time to pay attention to me. Not busy with his own world until he forgot to ask his mother.”

“If only my other son had the attention of half of Reza, my life would be perfect.”

Nita looked at the son whose face looked annoyed. Must be a college problem again. Not far from the problem of students who ask for transparency of grades that they feel do not deserve bad grades from Reza.

“Totally short time ya ta. Our kids are grown. When do they have a mind to give us grandchildren.” Arini's mind wandered far into imagining that one day her son was married.

“But if it's a marriage freak, I'll definitely come with him. I want to always be next to my son.” Arini with her unanimous determination. Although he expected his son to get married, he was not prepared to lose his son's attention.

“This you, married yet his mind is strange.” Nita Timpal.

Arini just smiled without taking her eyes off Kean.

Disa who is in the middle, sometimes feels jealous of the attention of Arini and Nita. He was alone without his mother worrying about him. If only he had the opportunity to feel the attention of a mother, surely he would be very happy.

Suddenly he became mellow himself. He remembered his grandmother in his hometown. How he had been, for so long he had not felt the warm hugs and strokes of his tender hands.

Hah, homesick.

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“Thanks!” Reza offered Kean's laptop, which he had borrowed. Sitting beside Kean with a heavy sigh that held a lot of turmoil.

“Seriously very lo. Any problems on campus?” still with his PS stick, Kean was engrossed in breaking into his opponent's goal.

“Not a problem anyway, there are only things that are not cool aja.” Leaning his body on the back of the sofa with eyes glaring to the ceiling. My brain is tired of thinking.

“Student?”

“And ex-husband lecturer.” Sahut Reza's.

“Hah? How?” Kean put his PS stick in his lap. His attention turned to his best friend who looked dizzy.

“Lo inget?” Reza straightened her body. He seems to need a friend to talk to.

“That archaeologist?”

Reza nodded.

“Why?” tumben once his best friend dealt with men. Usually just girls.

“His husband came to the dean's college and reported that I was interfering in his household affairs."

"I accuse him of choosing a lawyer to sue him until I say pebinor. Crazy not yet!” grunted annoyed. It still rang how the dean sounded when interrogating him.

“Lo is too tight the same time the woman." Kean's first conclusion that makes Reza have to think again.

"When you, you end up with him. It is not wrong for people to think nothing. Inget, this isn't america. You can't be that free as women.” there is no smoke if there is no fire, Kean thought.

“Yes how, ellen asked for my help. My time is cuekin. I'm just looking at him, there's no telling the story."

"She's alone bro in Jakarta while she has a child to look after.”

“Keep that's lo's responsibility?” asked Kean who made Reza shut up.

“Kalo lo feel that way, don't be weird people think that you're not.”

Hearing kean's indifference, Reza became confused. His best friend returned to play PS, while suddenly he seemed to realize something.

“What is also the reason why I refuse?” that thought now came to Reza's mind. He looked at Disa who was laughing with the two women at the dinner table there. His face looked cheerful like never before.

Kean stopped the game. He looked at Disa from the corner of his eyes. His heart was so not because of hearing Reza's murmur.

“What is also the reason why I refuse?” again Reza repeated her question, focusing on asking Kean.

Kean sniffed his shoulder with a faint smile that he showed. It turns out that his best friend is still thinking about Denying Disa.

“Maybe because he doesn't have more taste.” Prefer to talk like that. Although it sounds evil, but it feels better for Reza to end her hopes on Disa.

Facing Sigit was enough to make his attention seized, lest he give Reza a chance to get back closer to Disa. Sometimes we need a strategy to avoid opponents so as not to spend energy in vain.

Reza smiled sadly at Kean's words. If the reality was like that, how pitiful would it be. Though he had imagined the beautiful story that he would pass with Disa. But it seems like all is hope.

“Kean, your mom can stay in place aunty son?” nita's voice sounded suddenly. Successfully distract Kean and Reza at the same time.

Arini looked like she was waiting for her son's answer. “Tumben, how come suddenly?” put the PS stick then approached Arini at the dining table. He flipped over a chair and faced Arini.

“Iya, suddenly aja mamah kangen nginep at aunt nita's house. Because of the stories of adolescence first.” Arini smiled anxiously considering the many memories that began to spin in her head like the pieces of the film she had longed for her to repeat.

“Bby. But in there temenin yes?” he turned his head to Disa.

Not sure what it's like to let Arini stay at Nita's house without anyone looking after her. If there is Disa, he feels calmer. At least there are those who take care of the mother even though she becomes anxious herself imagining Reza having a chance to get back closer to Disa.

“Ngak darling. Cannot follow.” Arini was sure.

“Loh why? Though he can while painting a picture there.” Nita is protesting. If you've heard of painting like he prepared a plan for Reza and Disa.

“She again often stays up late design training. Mumpung mamah nginep at aunt Nita's house, she can rest full.” Looking at Disa who looks wrong. Honestly, he began to worry about Disa's health.

Is only smiling. One side where maybe his great mistress goes alone but on the other hand, Arini might just want to be alone with Nita.

“Iya. But calm down, aunt can also take care of your mother kok.” He made his promise to Kean. He didn't want Kean to worry about his mother.

“Bby nak? Mama has not told the same stories with aunt nita. Really kangen.”

Seeing Arini who was so enthusiastic, it was not hearty for Kean to refuse. Maybe he should let Arini enjoy his me time with his best friend.

“Bby. But make sure there are no important items mama left ya.”

“YES!” directly got the approval from the two women with tos.

Kean smiled at the behavior of his mother who was still like ABG. Time passes so quickly. In the past, he had to ask permission when he wanted to leave but this time he gave permission when his mother wanted to travel.

But then his attention turned to Disa. The girl who started making him often stole a glance.

“As long as you don't exist, you don't fuss the same. Let him rest.” Arini warned her son first. It was imagined how his son would often call the name of Disa and Disa answered him quickly. Make the home feel alive.

“Kean is not a child mah.” His ideal who returned glanced at Disa who blushed awkwardly. Why is it so funny that his face is so red?

Disa started packing Arini's things to carry. Especially the medicines that he stored in special containers. Girls day out this time seems to be very exciting for the big lady.

“I help,” there's Reza waiting for Disa at the mouth of the door. He reached out his hand to greet Arini's small suitcase.

“Still brother.” Give Reza one suitcase while he holds Arini's medicine box.

They walked to Reza's car parked in the yard.

“How are you doing sa?” Reza started the conversation.

It's been a long time since they've spoken like this. Usually every day Reza sends him messages and calls at night. But since that night, everything changed. Only today did they meet again and talk together.

“Alhamdulillah good.” Sahut Disa's. It's still awkward to have to talk as quietly as before.

“You didn't ask me how are you, sa?” Reza smiled wryly. Usually when meeting Disa will ask news, whether he has eaten or not. The question is universal but feels special.

“Kak reza how are you?” he finally asked.

Reza smiled faintly, the more he felt the more he began not to know Disa. Or maybe he did not really know Disa, so he did not know how to get the heart of this girl.

“Good.” Shortcut. Even if it is made long, “Maybe I look fine. But it's not really sa.” Inner Reza. There is still a feeling of resentment, a bit of disappointment that has not completely disappeared.

In front of the car, Reza unlocks the alarm. Arini's property without any meaningful conversation. Kean who was watching from behind, the interaction of the two was still very awkward. But he was grateful that Disa was seen trying to keep her distance from Reza. Maybe he doesn't want to make things more uncomfortable with misunderstandings.

But then he thought, if all this time Disa did not try to keep a distance from him, what exactly did Disa feel?

Kean who had originally rested his body on the door, changed to straighten his body as the thought was present. It does put a limit on their closeness. He didn't tell much like Kean has done lately. But from his gesture, like he had trouble dodging. On the one hand there is control, on the other hand he feels weak.

“Can, how do I know how you feel right now?” Kean played with his own mind. Thinking of the most natural approach without making Disa feel compelled.

Hows it? I think he should know the answer soon.

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