Marry The Heir
Morning surprise

Today's agenda is pretty loose. Disa is not asked to make breakfast as usual because Arini and Kean will buy it. They are excited for morning sports at the town house park while Disa chooses to complete other domestic jobs.

The occupants of the house are only three, making his work feel light. Only small jobs can be done as routine tasks such as cleaning the house. Making sure the house is always clean, is a must that has become a habit. While other big things he usually cicil daily so that his work is not mountainous and feels light.

Half-eight in the morning, but there was no sign of her master and mistress coming home. It seems like they are engrossed in letting go of longing after being apart for a few days. It has been imagined the many stories that Arini prepared for him to share with his favorite son. The closeness of their relationship sometimes gives envy to anyone who sees it, including Disa.

The dishwashing event should be paused for a while when the sound of bells ringing loudly several times. There is no pause at all, as the guest is waiting for the door to open.

Can wash his hands and dry them then run small to open the door.

“Where is my future husband?” the first sentence was heard by Disa from a beautiful guest who went straight into the house.

“Hah? Sorry clara nyari who?” Being able to follow the steps of Clara's steps into the house without permission and like looking for someone.

Not finding anyone other than Disa he was finally forced to stop and turn around with a lazy face staring at Disa. He removed the sunglasses that covered his round eyes. This half this woman already looks beautiful neat and fragrant. Waking up earlier than Disa.

“Lo why is it always everywhere? Can not really lo far away from my world, sultry I see lo.” Clara immediately polled with a cynical look at Disa. What's wrong with this beautiful girl?

Disa smiled awkwardly but she was still trying to calm down. “Excuse me, what does mba mean?” He is confused himself to see the attitude of Clara who suddenly inflamed and very ogah meet him.

“Heh, denger yes. You don't have to be crazy about me. Lo and I are different worlds, different castes. You shouldn't show up in front of me too often. Empet know I didn't see your face!” Clara pointed at Disa's face with the glasses she was holding. Her pretty lips were so easy to put out that cynical sentence, it was obvious that she did not like to see Disa.

“Good mba I'm sorry. I didn't mean,”

“Udah deh, noisy lo! Where's Kean? I can feel my emotions talking to you for a long time. Don't smile sweet-ass smile in front of me, enek I see the face lo.” I don't know what breakfast Clara enjoyed this morning until repeatedly he issued a spicy sentence filled with anger at Disa.

“Gue you know, you are treated well with this family, it does not mean you are part of this family. Inget lo class. Inget who you really are. Don't be big it's head, pake sok feel like host. Why else do you scrawl the walls there. You think it's good?!” Clara continued to repeat nagging Disa made Disa overwhelmed to understand what exactly the will of this model.

He looks at the mural he made with Kean. The calm atmosphere implied from the image he made was not able to make everyone calm, one of them was Clara.

“Mba clara, I don't know why mba clara hates me so much. I'm sorry that my presence often makes mba clara's emotions go up.” Disa tries to reconcile with the fierce lady before her.

Clara just glanced with her hands crossed and the view she was pointing at the other corner.

“But, I don't feel that I made a mistake on mba clara until mba clara deserved to hate me.”

“If according to mba clara I was wrong because I was here, I was just working. Mba clara need not feel disturbed because my presence will not bring any loss to mba clara.”

“Who said?" clara quickly.

"I'm not comfortable seeing that's one of my biggest losses! You're here, I've ruined a lot of things in my life. At least my mood is angry. Still don't understand?!” Clara's barking.

Isa sighed deeply, trying to understand Clara's anger and trying not to be provoked while thinking about the location of her mistake.

“No, I don't understand. Mba clara does not need to feel disturbed if according to mba clara we are in a different class. I was not born in a perfect family situation like mba clara, so mba clara does not need to demean me to make mba clara look far above me.”

“Honestly, I idolize mba clara. The perfect woman with all her kindness, that's all I know. And until now, I still idolize mba clara. I will assume this conversation is not there so that I do not feel disappointed with the attitude mba clara.”

“Lo don't have to preach in front of me! I don't need fans like you. You just have to know where you should be.” Appoint Clara with round eyes as if she wants to swallow Disa whole.

His breathing began to feel heavy. Facing this woman is not easy. However, no matter how good the sentence is said, if basically Clara does not like it, this girl will still not like it.

I don't know since when their conversation turned into a war arena.

“Well I'm sorry if I'm in a place that clara doesn't think she should be. I'm just trying to do the best I can. And the best effort is like this. Work with great people like mba clara to get on with life and have hope."

"I don't have an abundance of possessions that can make me able to sit sweetly and enjoy everything easily. I only have two hands and shoulders that I try to make strong to carry the burden of my own life.”

“I have no intention whatsoever to harass others, so don't get distracted. As clara said, we're in a different class, so don't feel like we're competing in the same place. Mba clara remains champion in mba clara class, do not mind me.” said Disa. It should end this really unimportant debate.

“Good if you realize our class is different.” Clara showed her cynical smile to Disa.

“Then it doesn't matter dong if I ask to go from a place that you shouldn't be?” he looked at Disa sharply, locking both of his eyes that looked sad. Like wanting to turn off the flame of hope that was in his eyes.

“YA!! Go all the way from here and bring all your shadows from this house!”

“CLAIRE!!” a voice sounded at the door.

Disa and Clara both turned to the big voice of Kean who was still standing at the mouth of the door.

Clara gasped, trying to lower her burning emotions. At a glance Kean glanced at Disa, it seemed like her girl was not okay.

“What are you doing here?” Arini looked at Clara who was standing haughtily before her.

“Tante.” Clara immediately changed the tone of her voice and approached Arini, passing by Disa until she nudged Disa's shoulder deliberately.

He almost staggered but still tried to hold.

At Arini's hand he was about to kiss but Arini responded coldly. He preferred to look at the One who was bowed before him. His hands twisted together like he was regretting what had just happened and was seen by his great mistress.

“Tante how are you? Claire wants to meet aunt.” Clara smiled as sweetly as possible at Arini. The most powerful way to charm anyone.

“Meeting me? it's not that in America you've been so sick of seeing me?” cynical Arini is unexpected. He refused to even look at Clara's face in front of him. The hand Clara held immediately she shook.

“Em not dong tan. Where there is a prospective ghost who is sick of seeing the face of his future father-in-law.” Kill it quickly. His attitude immediately turned sweet.

“Calon mantu?” Arini glanced at Kean who was pecking behind her.

“Oh, kean has not told ya tan.” Clara immediately welcomed Arini's curiosity.

Arini just shook her head, she looked at Kean and Disa who were seen sighing heavily.

“Claire certain deh. So that was last night,”

“Claire, stop.” Kean immediately makes Clara's sentence. He didn't want this woman to say anything.

“Loh, why? You haven't told your mom yet? This is big news. How are you.” Clara immediately approached Kean and stood beside him. He rubbed Kean's chest sensually and Kean immediately grabbed Clara's hand and shook it.

Disa threw her eyes away from Kean. Suddenly heard the utterance of Clara who claimed to be a prospective ghost, like something was broken in her chest cavity. Pain but not bleeding. His heart rate slowed down and his breathing was heavy for him. His heart ached so much that he almost made her shed tears.

I think he knows why Clara hates him so much. And it feels right, if he's in the wrong place.

“Kean, say samah. What's the matter exactly?” alternating Arini looked at her doubtful son. Kean glanced at Disa and Arini also glanced at Disa who was sighing deeply.

Trying to look good is hard. The pain is so obvious. Looking at Kean who was just speechless, made his heart slip.

“Let's go kean story mah. Not now.” That's Kean's decision right now.

“Ish you mah long.” Clara's protest was unacceptable. “So tan, kean sama clara,”

“CLAIRE!!!” Kean snapped at Clara for the second time. Not only that, this time he also pulled Clara's hand violently to go from the presence of Arini and Disa.

He has not said anything and he does not want to make the atmosphere uncomfortable. So he decides to go and solve his problem with Clara.

But something else came to mind with Disa. The girl who was only dumbstruck in this place, now began to realize that there was something Kean was hiding.

“Wait for me in a minute.” Kean's words suddenly flashed in Disa's ears. Is this what he should be waiting for? Waiting to feel like a thorn in Kean's relationship with Clara? Should he be that shameless?

Clara certainly does not speak. The woman must have spoken as is. And Kean's veil that covered things led Disa to conclude that what Clara said was true, she was in the wrong place. Survive for something wrong.

Why does it feel so painful? Can he cry at this time?

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