Marry The Heir
Could everything be better?

“Coffee?” haggling Kean is not earnest. Just pleasantries as a good host.

“Thanks bro, but I was already drinking coffee together,” Reza immediately stopped his sentence as soon as he saw the death glance Kean.

“Em I mean, I've had coffee.” Reza changed her sentence timidly.

From his cold face, you can imagine what psychological pressure his best friend felt, for that he did not want to fish more by saying he had coffee with Disa.

Although he was still disappointed because Disa did not choose him on the grounds of Kean but Kean was still his best friend. He could not continue to see Kean slumped with his problems let alone add to the burden of his feelings.

“How are you, I denger lo out of singapore?” Reza started the question. She worries about her best friend who seems to be getting tired not only physically but also mentally.

“Good.” The answer is the same with Disa. Either they're okay or just trying to look okay.

One thing Reza realized, Kean was still setting boundaries with him. It is quite natural because he is still wary of Reza who is still considered a rival.

“Em, sorry if I found her in secret, I just want mastiin if she is all right.” There's no harm in Reza telling her what he meant. He did not want Kean to feel that Reza is still chasing Disa even though he did not deny, the hope was still difficult for him to extinguish.

“Gue can take better care of him. You do not need to worry about someone who is not the responsibility of lo.” Kean's words sounded cynical. Apparently he could not accept Reza's explanation.

Funny also thought Reza when someone who is anti-fall in love was actually falling. As Disa is her world and does not want anyone to enter into her life.

Can Reza understand, no matter how little attention he gave to Disa, will certainly trigger irritation in Kean's heart. Very naturally, this man just wanted to make sure that no other man paid more attention to Disa because he had feelings.

“Okey, it's malem. I'll give you a minute.” Reza moved from his place. He better leave now. Friends need time to think and calm down. At the very least, he had already seen for himself Kean and Disa were fine.

“Gue anter.”

Kean put a bottle of drink in his hand, walking hand in hand with his best friend. He must admit, if there is no connection with Disa, he does need the presence of Reza. But, his ego side was still too strong. He does not want Reza to interfere in his personal affairs, especially his relationship with Disa.

At the door, they stopped their steps.

“Bby, I ask one thing please?” reza said with a hopeful look.

“Hem,” Kean with his cool demeanor.

“Please take care of there. Don't make him sad and confused. She loves you equally, don't make her heartbroken.” Reza later said.

Kean looks at his best friend, one side of his heart does not like the words of Reza who is still worried about his woman but in another corner, he knows Reza is not only worried about Disa but also himself.

Finally Kean just nodded. What he is doing now is to protect Disa, then of course he will do everything as best he can.

Reza smiled with relief at Kean's response. His friend no longer thinks negatively of him. “Okey, I'm home.”

Reza patted his best friend on the shoulder before it passed and Kean just stared at Reza until his best friend left and disappeared behind the door of his car.

A deep breath is taken by Kean to let him breathe out slowly. She brushed her hair and rubbed her face rough. For a moment he leaned his body against the wall, he needed time to organize his own thoughts. Trying not to think badly will certainly reduce some of his anxiety.

Given what he was doing today, he could breathe a little relieved. Marcel began to be able to talk to him even though he could not guarantee what help Marcel would provide for him.

But at the very least, he managed to change Marcel's mind about Clara alone was more than enough. In a bit, Marcel begins to re-establish his relationship with Clara. Hopefully Marcel will take the right steps to make their relationship better.

Finished with his thoughts, Kean searched for the whereabouts of Disa. The girl he had missed all day had not spoken to. Can he imagine, in his mind must be many questions that make him confused and sad.

At this hour, he knows where Disa is. Kean immediately moved from his place and approached Disa who was definitely preparing her work clothes. Sure enough, the girl had prepared a stel of Kean's work clothes and then chose a matching tie and tie clip. All are fully prepared, as always.

For a moment Kean leaned his body on the walk in closet door. He looked at the back of the girl he missed. Seeing Disa was always within his reach, always made him feel better. It felt like it was always like this, looking at Disa from the closest distance which made a warm feeling of the speeding blood flow. It was nice when his heart was pounding and there was the name of Disa he called.

“Hey!” whispered Kean who suddenly approached Disa. He stood behind Disa at a thin distance.

“Jesus, sir.” Could aghast. He held onto his chest which was about to release his heart falling to the bottom of his stomach.

“I'm a surprise huh?” Kean chuckled at the end of his sentence. It was funny to see the innocent face of Disa when shocked.

“I-iya. What's the matter mister looking for me?” Distanced slightly away, his face immediately blushed as usual.

Kean flipped over Disa's body to face her. Then he lifted the tiny body to sit on the glass table.

“Master, how about the glass break?” Being frightened by himself while holding on to both sides of Kean's shoulders.

“Please, this glass is 10 miles, strong enough for you to sit.” Kean smiled casually. He brought his face closer to Disa until his forehead was fixed on Disa's forehead.

“Is there anything you want to explain?” suddenly that sentence was heard. Kean closed his eyes while rubbing his forehead on Disa's forehead. Charming smiling lines made Disa's eyes reluctant to be closed.

“Ti-no sir.” It could be a wave in question with such a close distance.

And waiting for His answer turned out to almost make him impatient. This girl seemed to be trying to find the right words to answer her question. Patience, as hard as he could suppress the annoyance mixed with jealousy that rumbled in his chest.

“Nothing. We just sat in the park, had coffee each and sister Reza asked me how I was doing. That's all.” Answer with certainty.

Of course, there was nothing they did or talked about other than sitting dumbstruck looking at the insects dancing around the lights. Time slowed down and he suddenly wanted to go home to wait for Kean to return. His anxiety was much stronger to push him than the calm he wanted to find.

Kean smiled with relief, Disa's explanation was always acceptable. It turns out that jealousy is beautiful and thrilling.

He knew very well how Disa dared to reject Reza. It seemed that his fear in Marcel's sentence was unwarranted. It's not true that all women can just walk away feeling like they've found someone better. At the very least, it did not happen to Disa. Her daughter is stronger than any woman.

“Wait, isn't it the master who wants to explain?” as if to realize Kean's promise this afternoon.

Kean just smiled, he knew exactly the direction of Disa's question.

“I have refused an arranged marriage with Claire and am gathering help to face papah. Can you wait a little longer?” that was the answer that Disa heard. His young master seemed to be able to read his mind.

Is it because their foreheads are stuck together so Kean can freely read his mind? Then did Kean know that all day he was overcome with annoyance and jealousy imagining Kean and Clara talking quietly behind him? What the hell are they doing?

Disa immediately pulled her body away from Kean. He did not want Kean to read all his thoughts more deeply.

Kean exhaled slowly, Disa tried to avoid it. “There's more you want to hear?” opened his eyes and looked at Disa warmly.

The eyes of the two looked at each other making the clear netra belonging to Disa blink slowly with shock. Always unprepared when his heart was pounding because of Kean's piercing gaze to his heart.

But he had to admit, sometimes Kean's answer was too to the point, making the fear accumulated in his chest disperse the road quickly, changing the passionate feeling that he always had difficulty controlling.

“Ti-no sir.” sahut sure.

He tried to go down but Kean's burly hand kept him from moving. Kean leaned his body with both hands supported on the table, like locking Disa so as not to get out of place.

“But there's still something I want to say. You want to hear it?” kean's voice sounded slow and hoarse. There was a charge of energy inside that always made Disa want to hear her voice even longer.

Can only nod, yes just nod so as not to be too noticeable if he is very nervous.

Kean came back closer, bringing his lips closer to Disa's ears. Desa's hair immediately bristles when Kean's nose first sweeps the surface of the cheek up to his earlobe. Slightly tilting his head as the breath of Kean began to feel warm greeting the child's hair around his ears.

“I miss you.” Whisper Kean.

Disa's just riveted. It was like there were 360 joules of energy that hit his chest and made his heart stop and then thump very fast. Her heart was in full bloom, like there was a spring feast in her chest cavity. Why should he be so happy that he could not resist his feelings?

Finding him speechless, Kean turned to look into his clear eyes. The girl immediately turned her gaze away, like dodging for eye contact. One thing he wanted to do right now was to kiss the pink lips that were in front of him. It takes extra energy to think about how to deal with Sigit.

Disa did not resist as Kean landed a warm kiss on her lips. A soft bite made Disa close her eyes with both hands firmly grasping the edge of the table on which she was resting. The two exchanged salivas making a deeper pagutan.

Only a few seconds until finally Disa turned her face because it almost ran out of air. His breath gasps between the normal arousal of a woman in love racing with his need to breathe oxygen. Why was Kean always able to make him speechless and unable to resist?

Kean looked at the reddish face of Disa. He rubbed his cheek slowly with his index finger moving vertically.

“You can wait for me in a minute?” his voice sounded more like a plea.

Disa noticed the clingy face of the young master who was only a few cent away from her. This guy is working on a lot of things. Whatever it was, it was certainly something heavy that left an anxious line on his face.

He nodded slowly. This time he will try to wait. Hoping that what Kean did did did not harm his own young master. He no longer wanted to see the bruises on his young master's face let alone the lines of pain and disappointment of being unfairly treated by his father just because of him.

“What sir won't regret for doing this all for me?” Disa asked lirih.

It was too painful that Kean would have to face many hardships just for the sake of being with him.

“Nothing I regret. I even feel like I'm really alive.” He swore with complete confidence.

Disa smiled in relief as she looked at Kean's face which without regret said everything. Slowly he raised his hand to rub Kean's face. Touching the scars on his face and making Kean close his eyes, feeling the soft sweep of His hand.

Like all the pain he lost replaced the comfort he did not feel before.

“Please, don't get hurt again because of me.” said Disa. His eyes looked teary and slightly red as he recalled what had happened to his young master.

“Hem, will not. I will be stronger against them.” Kean insisted on calming Disa down.

Unfortunately Can you think of something else? Can his young master solve everything without a fistfight, without a quarrel?

Maybe Kean can win against those guys but this is not what Disa wants. He should not be a source of trouble and hardship for the person he loves. If he doesn't exist, will Kean live his life just fine?

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