Marry The Heir
As damong against sandhy

The long journey back through Disa. It is not until 24 hours he is in Bandung and must immediately return to Jakarta. Like the blink of an eye, time passed very quickly and this time he had to face reality again. I don't know what the situation is like in Jakarta right now. All they know is that their return is very much awaited.

During the trip there was only silence. There was no discussion between Disa and Kean. Each with his own thoughts. The same singer's voice that accompanied the trip was short but felt long to them. Accompanied by a heartbeat filled with fear of what they will face later.

Kean had prepared a series of sentences in his mind, about what he would say later to Brata as well as Sigit. His determination was already unanimous to reject his matchmaking. There was no doubt that Clara had the same choice.

Lucky for it, although Clara sometimes sucks especially her attitude to Disa, but she must thank him because the girl can still be invited to compromise. They both refused their match. Various reasons and arguments are ready which boils down to one certainty, Kean just wants the girl next to him.

At his side, this girl was thinking about something different. He looked at his phone screen that displayed a chat page. Sometimes he types but then he deletes again.

There is still a sense of doubt, how he began a conversation with a man who said Imas, was not his cousin anymore.

A relationship like a thread, can be very fragile can be very strong then can be easily intertwined and easily it can also be severed. Either because of circumstances or for other reasons. But having a family like Meri and Damar always makes Disa feel grateful especially when she knows many good things that she did not expect before.

This morning, when he and Imas discussed the problem of groceries, Imas had refused. He said that there was too much money that was sent when it was rarely used by Jenar.

“Da grandma overeat also a little. They send money every month, so a lot. He said most simply, in his clothes also if later grandma died so as not to bother people who care.” As I said this morning.

It was frightening to hear that sentence because it made Disa have to imagine another sad thing if one day Jenar went and she could not give anything.

Imas showed all the money that Jenar had saved, the money that Disa sent that she had stored in a tin of biscuits. It's a lot but it feels a little strange.

"Bi, in the bank oruh yes, later in the account. Afraid of nyimpen kayak gini at home. So if you need money, auntie just took it to the bank."

Disa noticed some reception receipt that is still in store Imas. There were several receipt receipts with dates that he was not familiar with.

"Don't ah neng, aunty likes to be nervous about going to the tea bank. Embarrassed. I can't take the money either." Imas' plain answer was enough to make Disa smile but again, his attention did not move from the rishis in his hands.

One date he definitely remembers is the delivery date of January 2. On that date Disa was very sure that he did not send money to Jenar but there was a receipt of money taken by Imas. Disa took a good look at the sage. The sender is indeed on behalf of Disa but the sender's phone number is not hers.

Can immediately check it and it turns out that the phone number belongs to Damar.

Either you have to feel happy or not when you see enough receipts that contain Damar's mobile number. One thing Disa can conclude now is, Damar often sent his grandmother money. It seems like Damar said that if he only borrowed Disa's money and would return it, he really did. Only, Damar returned it to Jenar. As he knew that the money that Disa collected from the results of his hard work was to be sent to Genar.

An unexpected surprise. On the one hand, Damar often sucks but on the other hand he does a lot of unexpected good things.

“Mong, thanks yes.” That sentence was finally sent Disa to Damar.

“Gue also apologizes.” The second message.

“Lo why?” damar quickly replied.

“Gak pa-pa's. Just wanted to say it was.” Can give an emoticon smile at the end of his sentence.

Regardless of the reason Damar did this, Disa should thank him. He was once very angry at Damar because he liked to take everything from his hands, often making him cry, until Disa was reluctant to meet the man who always disturbed him. But now, he misses the restless man terribly.

“Gue lucky, have a friend and brother kayak lo, mong.” Disa smiled faintly looking at the writing she sent.

Damar hasn't replied, just read the message. There was no sign that Damar would retaliate.

“Thank you so dear I am also the same grandma.” Disa continued her message with haru feelings.

The message had already been read and Damar was typing the reply message. Very long, not long as what writing will be sent Damar to him.

“Gue forsakes love same lo as adek. And now it's not.”

His expression quickly changed. He's getting restless. Is it possible that his young master was right, that Damar never considered him a younger brother?

Kean watched Disa who looked glued while tightly gripping her phone. His face was not as happy as before.

“We to rest area briefly.” Said Kean but Disa did not understand. Fun with his own mind.

A message was re-typed in Disa with a feeling of remorse and Kean watched from the side. Changes in Disa's sad face and pursed lips. What's wrong with this girl he thought.

“Lo nyesel has ade kayak me?” write with a sad feeling.

“Y” just one letter it's Damar reply.

It makes me sadder. Maybe Disa has been a lot of trouble until Damar like this. Maybe this is also the reason Damar always acts annoying.

“Lo hate me?” Can change the question. His heart is getting sad.

“Not too.” Haish, it feels like Disa just wants to cry. What's wrong with Damongnya?

“But you still want to be friends with me?"

"Who would you not want to meet me?” his eyes are already glazed.

One more annoying reply, maybe he would not hesitate to cry again in front of Kean.

“No problem. I still want to be your friend but I don't want to be your brother.”

“Stop calling me uncle because it makes me uncomfortable.”

“Why did you just say it now? Did I smilebelin it during so adek lo?” one tear was dripping, unable to stand Disa.

“Ngak.”

“Gue just hate the same situation that makes us forced to be adek brother.”

“Gue can still love you, but not as a sister.”

“Gue loves you more as a man against women.”

“JLEB!” like there was a basketball that hit Disa's chest and made her stagger because of her heartburn. The previous sentence he did not understand but the last one he could understand.

His thumb trembled, whether he should reply to anything.

“Lo don't need any bales. I just want to say this now.”

“Gue dear lo sa. As a damong against sandhy, which you do not want to take people.”

Disa leaned her body weakly. His face suddenly turned pale with an increasingly erratic feeling. It is true that there is never a pure friendship between a man and a woman. Otherwise someone who feels it may have felt it but then get used to holding back and forgetting. Just like he and Damar did.

Why just now? Would it make any difference if Damar said this, long before now?

“What are you doing anyway?!” exclaimed Kean who did not accept ignored.

So excited to reply to the message, Disa until not aware that they have arrived at the rest area KM 6 and Kean has stopped the pace of his vehicle.

“Em, I,” Dyed. His eyes were still wet and he immediately wiped them.

“What's up huh?” Kean immediately took Disa's phone. He thought that Kinar sent back a message to Disa and made the girl confused and feel threatened.

“Master don't!” Disa tried to hold back but Kean had already snatched his phone.

One surprise was obtained by Kean when it was not a message sent by Kinar that made Disa cry but a message sent by his step-cousin gondrong.

Kean smiled sarcastically, reading the messages sent and received by Disa.

“Master, please don't be like that.” Disa tried to snatch her phone from Kean. But again, Kean held her back and instead held onto the hand of Disa who was trying to snatch the phone in her hand. He had not finished reading from beginning to end.

“Master! Sir has no right to behave like this to me!” exclaimed with annoyance.

“Oh yes?” Kean stared at Disa sharply. The smile that shot up at one corner of her lips was quite frightening. He thrust his phone at Disa but had not been able to pick it up, his phone even accidentally Kean dropped. I think he was very upset with this flat object. If you can, he just wants to throw it away.

“Master?!” exclamation Disa. It was very upset to see Kean acting arbitrarily.

“Why? No accept?” Kean looked at Disa sharply and the girl only fell silent as she bit her own lips held back furiously.

“Master is always quiet on me. do everything for no apparent reason.” Cana spoke with annoyance. His eyes re-glazed with tears that tried to stop him.

“Suddenly being nice, suddenly being annoying.

It suddenly made me anxious, it suddenly made me hopeful.

It suddenly made me angry, suddenly made me happy.

It suddenly confused me, suddenly made me upset.

Suddenly approaching, suddenly moving away

Suddenly holding my hand, suddenly kissing me."

"Everything you do for no apparent reason, makes me worry about something I shouldn't worry about.” He can beat like a rap singer. Almost forgot to replenish his lungs' oxygen.

He gasped, looking at Kean in annoyance.

“Then you don't understand?”

“Yes! I don't understand.” Exclaimed with fiery eyes. His frustration is in the air. How did his young master make him wish for something he shouldn't have expected? Without clarity and no explanation.

In the next second, Disa chose to get out of the car. He needs to calm himself. I don't know what was the reason that made him so upset.

“Can! Where are you going?!”

“To the toilet!” exclaiming Isa without looking.

Between being upset and wanting to laugh seeing Disa. But more than that, he worried about Disa. Will the girl be all right when she arrives in Jakarta? Maybe true, if too much suddenly that Kean did to make Disa doubt.

“Because I like you.” Lirih Kean who was still paying attention to the direction of the passing of Disa.

There was a sudden sense of guilt when he remembered what Disa had said earlier. What if Disa chooses to respond to the gondrong who just declared her love? Is he ready?

Kean got out of his car, about to catch up with Disa. But then he thought, there is no point in him explaining now. Disa was angry and she had to let Disa subside for a while.

Finally, he decided to buy food and drinks. Hopefully he can talk more casually to Disa.

One crackle of food was already bought. He waited for Disa from the bench in front of the mini market. A few sips of water in his swallow while waiting for Disa, why so long?

He saw the clock in his left hand. It's been about 15 minutes to go to the toilet and haven't come back.

Kean was curious, was the girl okay? Can't wait anymore, he decided to go to the toilet.

“Pak, see a girl wearing a shirt with a skirt like this and her hair in the braid is not?” kean asked the man standing guard in the toilet.

“That there is a mole on the cheek huh?” he looked at this father on Disa's face.

“Hem.” Annoyed.

“Udah out of earlier mas.” The man went looking for Disa. "Where are the cute girls?" Haish, addin again.

“From earlier?” Kean looked around and there was no Disa. He looked towards his car and there was no Disa there.

"Yes. From earlier."

“Ya already, thanks sir.” Kean decided to leave. Tried to call Disa but didn't answer.

“Sa, where are you anyway?” he also looked for Disa into the mini market worried that Disa would catch up with him, but nil, there was no Disa there. Asked some people and did not admit to seeing Disa.

Kean's feelings are starting to get a little too bad. Instantly he remembered, to directly check the location of Disa.

“Gosh!” exclaims Kean when he sees the location of Disa is located.

He immediately got into his car, nothing could happen to Disa. He must hurry.

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