Marry The Heir
I do not steal and you do not refuse

POV Kean:

I was still waiting for him in the car waiting for Disa to pick up the things she would bring back to Bandung. Yes, after getting word that her grandmother had fallen, Disa continued to look sad. I also felt that he was holding back his feelings so that he would not show them in front of me. She said her grandmother was conscious but refused to be taken to the hospital. He just wanted to be home and wait for Disa. I feel sorry to hear it.

Trying to look okay, but I know, she's not really okay. Disa wasn't that smart to cover her panic. His panic made the girl several times forget the items that should be brought. First, he forgot to bring his wallet and now, he forgot to bring his cell phone which he said he even kept on the bed.

Too panicked, he became his own rage.

From what I see now, I begin to understand what the relationship between Disa and her grandmother is like. When something happened to Mom, I experienced the same thing. It's unclear what I should do and touch. Until I was finally stuck with an empty mind. He didn't tell me much about his family maybe it was an unusual part of his privacy and I respect him because not everyone is used to talking about his family like I used to.

Thank goodness it came down again. He pointed his phone at me and walked quickly.

“Please, I won't leave you.” I opened the automatic door to make it easier.

“Thank you sir.” He looks relieved even though his face still looks sad. Sitting beside me and wearing his seat belt without needing me to ask.

“Aready?”

“Ya sir.”

Seems impatient, I know he's worried. I immediately started the car engine while still paying attention to it.

I noticed the backpack he was carrying, not too full. “What is your important item just that?” I was asking. Usually people who will return home a lot. But he's very little.

“Iya sir. Like you said, just bring the important stuff. And most importantly now, I arrived safely at home to see my grandmother.” again his face looks sad even though he tried to smile. I didn't really like it when she smiled like this because I could clearly see the sadness she was hiding.

I just found out it was like that when Disa cried. His expression was not excessive, only speechless and then his tears just dripped. But from that I know, his sadness is so deep that he has no energy to express more.

“Relax, you will arrive quickly. Weekdays like this are rarely people who travel, the streets must also be stretch.” I comforted him a little, at least he could feel relieved.

“Iya sir. I have booked a seat to my usual travel. Can you please put me down in this travel pool?” he has prepared everything. The screen showed me and I saw this travel pool not too far from home.

“Hem.” I said lightly and he immediately smiled. Very relieved as it seems.

We started the journey. Although the trip to the pool is short but I see he is quite restless. I accelerated my car and I saw him holding the seat belt tightly without protest. His desire is very strong to immediately arrive when there is still another half hour before his travel car departs.

“About what time you will arrive in Bandung?” I asked to melt the atmosphere. Since hearing her grandmother was sick, Disa became so serious as her focus was only the grandmother and her sadness.

“Em, maybe midnight sir. Anyway, it's still quite late afternoon.” He looked at the clock on the dashboard, along with me. At half-time 8pm, not too late.

I know, the risk of traveling is that they will take you to the nearest distance first and only the farthest distance. Unless he decides to get down in the pool and look for another vehicle. If the passenger's distance is the farthest, it could be him in between the last.

Wait, why can't I imagine him going down in the pool all by himself? Will nothing bother him? Is she gonna be okay? Why am I so worried?

“In front there sir, I get off there only.” He pointed at the entrance to the pool. Where there are several other prospective passengers who sit on the bench and shiver the cold.

I imagined him sitting there, with a sad face without saying anything. I don't want to see him like that. So I chose to ignore his request.

“Master, please stop here. In front of the toll gate. Sir will not be able to turn back.” He panicked to see me who didn't stop.

“Master, please stop! I have to go home!” he's finally upset.

His eyes barked and his hands clenched. I looked at him and he looked at me coldly.

“Why don't you listen to me?” She's upset. It was desperate and I was still thinking until I finally decided,

“I'll take you.” I'm lirih.

Disa instantly fell silent, looking at me not understanding.

“Can master not be this good on me?” why is he still angry. Didn't I tell you I'd drive her?

I don't chimed in. I pat my car first so I can speak well.

“I will take you, what's the problem?” sometimes I don't understand with Disa's mind. Say yes, but why is it so hard? I was trying to ruin his business.

“Because shouldn't the master escort me.” he replied quickly. Still angry as it seems.

But then it seemed to wake up. “Sorry, shouldn't I talk like that.” He leaned his shoulders on the seat and then took a slow breath as if he was calming himself.

“Master don't be too kind to me because I'll have trouble repaying your kindness."

"Again, my house is not a place that you can go to. Maybe you will feel uncomfortable. There is no AC, the house is small, narrow and we cannot entertain you. Me,”

“Hey disa!” I immediately grabbed his trembling hand. When he was angry, he was shaking and cold.

He looked at me, taking a deep breath while raising his head like he was holding back tears.

“I drive you, not to show how good I am and how much you have to pay for my kindness.” I tried to make a firmness and he was just glued to look at me with an expression I could hardly understand.

“I just can't let someone important to me go alone, past his hard times.”

“I may not be of much help there but I promise I won't be a hassle. I will not ask you to serve me as I did when I was at home.”

“I won't call your name and force you to come quickly.”

“I just want to accompany you. Seeing you're okay getting there. And that's more than enough.”

That's affirmation. I just want to see if he's okay. I can't help but be by his side while he's always by my side when I have to go through my hardest times.

“So this time, don't worry about me. Pretty worried about your family, hem.” I tried to convince him back.

I looked at his gaze and slowly nodded. One two drops of tears dripped down his cheek and he rubbed it roughly, I was getting less and less hearty. I gently wiped the rest of her tears and I lightly squeezed her shoulders to strengthen her.

“Cry if you still want to cry, do not hold. But don't take off the seat belt because we're about to start our journey, hem?”

He nodded and tried to smile. It feels better and I can start my journey. I don't care just to wear knee-length pants and a tee shirt, which for sure I have to arrive in Bandung quickly so that Disa does not feel prolonged anxiety.

“Master, can you turn on the music player?” he suddenly asked me random things.

“Sure, what song do you want to hear.” Funny too, when crying he asked for a backsound. Like ABG in drama movies. Hah, he is indeed very young and must bear a burden of this magnitude. Why am I even more worried about him?

“Anything, the important thing sir did not hear the sound of my crying.” The answer confused me.

“Hah? What's wrong with hearing you cry? Do you like peeling and screaming indistinctly?” I still don't think it out. What is he trying to hide?

“No sir.” He whines spoiled, a new thing I know if it turns out he can do it too. She's a normal woman who can be spoiled and I'm anxious to see her. When she was sad she looked funny.

“Master should focus on driving and maybe the sound of my crying interrupts.” He tried to give an excuse.

Okay, I'm trying to understand what he wants. “Good. I play a song that is not too slow so you do not get sad.” I'll just follow. I assume when crying, he needs privacy.

“Thank you sir.” She still had time to thank me.

We continued our journey to Bandung. The day leading up to night made the streets quite stretchy. I can drive my car at maximum speed and stay alert with Mr. Brightside's song – The Killers. Her upbeat song made my adrenaline rise and my focus increase.

While Disa was still crying, without hesitation. It seemed like music could indeed help her disguise her crying voice. Sometimes I see it as a hiccup, not the heart either. I know she must be very sad. But I'm sure she can get through this, because she's a strong woman.

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Kean re-set his map app. It's been reset twice but it still seems to be pointing in the wrong direction. Where is Disa's house, why is it so hard to find her.

In the lyrics again beautiful girl who sleeps. It was not enough to wake him up. Most of the way Disa cried, some tissue she spent and her face was still damp with a reddish nose. Now she had fallen asleep for some time and Kean could only look at her.

Kean's car drove back, this time at a slow speed. 2 kilo meters later what he found was a star hotel. Instead of confusion, he decided to go down and ask a taxi driver who was driving in front of the hotel. Either just drop off passengers or just about to pick up, which is clear the night is quite late.

“Malem sir. Sorry for the name,”

The man who was sipping hot coffee immediately turned his head. “Iya how is mas?”

“Tau this address is not?” it shows an address that Kinar sent him.

“Oh, this is a moment again. Mas forward about 500 meters, continue to turn right, cross the small bridge that. But it looks like a car can't get through. The road is not very good. Mending in tipped in the office aja kelurahan car.” The man notices Kean's car which is believed to be unable to get through the road.

“Em, from the village is still far away?” what Kean thinks is not how the car is but how he and Disa are heading to his house.

“Ya at most 300 meters, walking can also. I like having a weird ojek. But this semester, I'm not sure either.” This time the man in front of Kean noticed him. He believes Kean is not an arbitrary person.

“Oh yes already, thank you sir.”

“Iya both. Just calm down. Bandung mah balalageur people, do not worry if the car is tipped in the village office. Guaranteed to be safe. Most invited photos doang.” The man chuckled to himself.

“Iya sir, thank you. I excuse.”

Get back in the car and Disa's still asleep. Kean put on his seat belt again and drove the car towards the direction indicated by the taxi driver. Crossing the road and not far from where he saw a village building decorated with flickering lights. Some buildings next to it feature walls filled with murals. It seems that it is true that Disa came from this place.

After stopping his car, Kean looked at Disa who was still sleeping. His head was tilted to the right. Must be really sore. Serba wrong, if awakened Kean can not bear but if not awakened maybe Disa wants to immediately meet his family.

Finally, looking at Disa's face, Kean woke her up.

“Sa,, saa, disa.” he patted Disa's shoulder slowly but the girl still hasn't opened her eyes.

Kean brought his body closer, grabbed the child's hair that covered part of Disa's face. He looked back at the plain face that looked beautiful while sleeping. His slightly open lips made Kean smile to himself.

“Sa, wake up..” This is the softest call he can make. On the swab of Disa's cheek that turned cold. Maybe because all the way they use AC.

Disa did not budge, making Kean even closer. His hand moved to continue rubbing his cheeks and only stopped when he almost touched his lips. The lips that were starting to become Kean's new focus as he stared at Disa.

“Fiuh!” Kean let out his rough breathing while moving away from Disa. Strange feelings and strange thoughts because of the sense of attraction to a woman again appear. Trying to distract her by looking around her and deserted, there was no one. Again, Kean looked at Disa. Between anxiety, curiosity and no getting tired of seeing this face.

“Hey, wake up.” His whisper is getting closer. He rubbed his cheek again several times until the girl blinked her eyes slowly like her spirit had just entered his body.

“Master,” flow between conscious and unconscious.

“Iya my. We are nyampe. You want to come down now?” trying to resuscitate Disa very carefully so that his head does not get dizzy.

The girl nodded and showed her puppy eyes. Why is it so funny when you just wake up. Disa's expression made something she had been holding back from earlier, feeling it pushed her to get closer to Disa. That pair of lips why was it so tempting?

“Still sleepy?” on his swab again His hair gently.

He could only move his eyelids, close and then open. It turns out that he was not aware of the truth. Kean just smiled and got closer to Disa.

At grabbing the nape of Disa close to his face until a while later he gave a warm kiss on the lips Disa. He said the sleeping princess should be woken up with a kiss. Let's see, what works?

His eyes opened quickly. It blinked a few times and its body stiffened just like that. His mind was empty and it felt like he could not resist what his young master was doing.

“What is this?” inner Disa as she felt Kean's soft bite. For a while he was fixated, trying to gather his consciousness until it was completely complete.

Kean let go of his kiss for a moment, staring at Disa warmly. After kissing Disa, why did her feelings grow so rumbling? And look, it's funny that her face is red and tense.

“Are you aware enough?” whispered Kean, teasing.

“Su-already sir.” Disa immediately turned her face away. He covered his face with his left hand trying to dodge Kean's gaze while his lips he bit strongly.

“Awh!” grunting slowly. It turns out that when you bite yourself it hurts more. But his consciousness was full.

Kean smiled at Disa's behavior. The girl untied her hair to cover her face. Apparently it's wrong.

“You down now?” bargain Kean who tried to look relaxed, did not want to make Disa feel burdened.

“Iya sir.” Directly push the door that is still in Kean's lock. “Aging..” he whines adorablely when it turns out his young master plays the auto lock of his car.

“Okey, we're down.” Kasian also if kept in the work.

He got down first and walked quickly. Either he really wants to get there soon or just to get away from Kean. Kean still watched from inside the car with a stifled smile. He rubbed his chest that was getting more and more rumbling. Why did Disa start to make him unsettled? There is a passion that always comes when they are close together. Is this normal? Really he did not want to look perverted but his feelings were so difficult to bear. Is this the first time he has fallen in love?

Decided to get out of the car and walked quickly after Disa. “Hey, tie your hair. People will be afraid to see you come up with such a look.” Kean.

He looked around and ignored Kean.

“You angry?” Kean sped up his pace to catch up with Disa until they walked parallel.

Disa did not reply, still biting her lips with a broom.

“I'm sorry.” Kean walked ahead of Disa and stood before the girl. Disa immediately turned her face away, unwilling to stare at kean.

“Can, I'm really sorry. I know I'm sassy. But,” he has no reason. Time has to say that Disa teased him and he couldn't help it.

“Why did you follow me? You better stay at the hotel. My home is not worthy of mr.” It sounded a little sloppy, apparently really upset.

“What is this way of thanking the person who drove you? You haven't even offered me a drink, even though I'm very thirsty.” Just this time Kean was acting to persuade a girl. Also pretty.

“What was like earlier how you took my reply?” wah really angry like it.

“Eh wait, not like that here. I,” tuhnya no more reason, megap-megap unclear.

It was like not listening. He passed Kean who confronted him. Between shame and annoyance with the behavior of his young master earlier. “Master has already taken his own reply, so I will just offer you a drink. After that we break even.” Hastily steps.

“Why is it called break-even? I do not steal and you also do not reject.” Still don't want to lose. Turns out like this arguing with Disa, staunch.

“Iisshh sir! Don't mention it!” his eyes barked in annoyance but for Kean this was very comforting.

“Okey, I'm silent. But until home make me tea.” Kean tried to negotiate.

“Master has promised not to trouble me.”

“It was troublesome?”

“Issh ! tau akh!” eventually Disa ran away from Kean.

And Kean just chuckled in his place with a sense of anxiety. At the very least, he did not only see the sad expression of Disa that made him tormented. There was a funny expression as well which could make him feel calmer.

Kean's move was made quickly following Disa. He cannot be left alone in the dark like this. And just realized that it turns out this path is only illuminated by the light of the street lamp on the curved bamboo buttocks. Traditional and a little dangerous.

"Sa, wait a minute!" exclaim Kean.

"Tumben he didn't answer, "Yes me!"

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