Marry The Heir
A heavy night
“Please stop.” Those were the two words Kean spoke as he stood before Sigit. The thing that became his abstinence for life again he did for the second time, which was to beg Sigit.
When he was 9 years old, he begged not to be sent to America with Arini. He wanted to stay here, live a normal life as a child who had complete parents but Sigit refused.
And this time he again begged Sigit, for his girl who chose to leave him.
After finding out what happened to Meri, Kean finally found the answer to the reason Disa chose to end it all. The anger came back and did not end thinking that Sigit could be this bad. For the sake of his ambition to have a successor from the honorable with a light he dropped and made life difficult for the girl he loved.
What's wrong with the feeling he has? Doesn't love never look at matter? Love is a matter of attachment between two hearts that is not limited to what the criteria of the person he should love. He was present just like that, giving her a sense of happiness, palpitations and starting to feel the calmness of living life.
His love for Disa, made his steps become directional. He began to have goals and plans that he arranged neatly. He was the biggest part of his future life plan. However, as fast as lightning Sigit shattered him. Making feelings grow between him and Disa was a mistake.
“Papah has already told you that the forbidden relationship will never work. Are you now aware that the woman is not worthy enough for you to fight in front of Papah?” the sentence was lightly spoken Sigit as if this man was laughing at the deadlock of his son's relationship with the servant.
“Papah that makes dia go and now papah makes it seem like disa is not worth fighting for.” Challenge Kean with barking eyes. His heart was getting hurt, not only because Disa chose to leave but because of Sigit's indifference to his feelings.
“I think I can fix things. One of them, I can still have a chance to have a father. Isa who made me get closer to papah but papah made disa go away from me”
“But apparently, I'm too grandiose. My efforts will not succeed if Papah still considers me only as the heir of a kingdom that papah has, not a child who needs the affection of his father.” Kean was full of pain.
The man who had originally turned his back this time turned to look at him. He saw the flash of anger Kean had stored in his heart.
“You said that because you don't understand the meaning of papah.” Still confidently Sigit said his sentence.
“In the future, you will inherit everything you left behind. You will have a next heir who will pass on what you are currently doing.”
“You can't just pick a woman to give birth to a worthy successor. The blood of a servant, could never fuse with the holy blood of the hardjoyo family. You remember it was kean.” Again, Sigit confirmed the sentence about who deserved to be the heir.
The longer Kean faced Sigit, the more pointless he got. Maybe he had to threaten Sigit a little to get his mind to turn around.
“How about I decide not to continue being papah's heir?” kean's question sounded urgent, making Sigit's eyes round to hear his son's threat.
Kean could see Sigit's gurgle that was beginning to think. Hopefully this will change Sigit's mind.
However, it is not Sigit his name if he does not manage to reverse the situation. The man smiled sarcastically, then turned back to his son.
“Then of course you know, who will bear the consequences.” Be firm with light.
Hearing Sigit threatening him back, Kean's chest shook violently. His anger grew so high that his fist grew stronger and his gerigi sounded growling.
As difficult as this was to face Sigit, it was as if this man knew at what point he had to threaten Kean into obedience to him. The heartless man will never be able to speak the language of feeling.
Kean no longer spoke. He turned around leaving Sigit. If Sigit's decision is like this, then he has made a decision in his heart. A decision that would make Sigit regretted having played him. It would be up to this decision to make his life complicated. Perhaps forever he could only be the successor, not the son of Sigit.
If not today then he makes sure that Sigit will regret it in the future.
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The night felt so long for Kean and Disa. The quiet atmosphere of the house without any meaningful conversation. Only the sound of a lion roaring from the show that Kean was watching. Not really on the watch as the man did not give his focus to the Lion and crocodile fights.
The lion was injured by a crocodile bite on his leg. Although managed to be halau go by other lions, but the king of the forest looks overwhelmed. He lay in pain, surrounded by other roaring lions expressing his anger. Like Kean at this moment, in his heart he was screaming withstanding the pain of the wound that Sigit continued to give. His mind was exploring out of place. Empty, without any purpose that he wants to set.
Disa was still in place, tidying up the dinner marks after smearing Arini's back and hands with cream. Tonight's work is almost done, end with washing dishes.
Kean who moved ahead of his place. Turn off the television and throw the remote until it falls on the floor.
His heart was barely dislodged when the sudden voice shocked him. His young master did not care one bit, he preferred to leave behind Disa who was staring at him pushyly. There were no words he spoke, silence was better.
So foreign, yes it all feels so foreign after the incident this afternoon. When Disa returned to meet Meri, Kean was no longer in his place. The man left and just came home at dinner time.
His appearance is very messy. The problem is no longer used as well as the tie that he has loosened with irregular shapes. His hair was always neat, already wrinkled along with his face is lethargic, full of fatigue.
This day he struggled with the work before him to multiply his thoughts from Disa. Disa, Disa and Disa. That name he repeatedly mentioned in his grimacing heart.
Even at dinner, Kean just plays his food without interest to eat it. The man was busy with his thoughts and Arini's ramblings were nothing he responded to. Until dinner was over, only two mouthfuls of rice entered his mouth and a glass of water that he sank until it ran out. Like his thirst never ends.
After eating, he spent his time sitting on the sofa. Turn on the television with a mind that goes nowhere. And this time he left, leaving Disa who had restrained his will.
Kean completely ignored him. Not once did the man glance at her or talk to her. Maybe this was how he showed his disappointment because Disa did not want to stay to wait for him.
It's hard, but he's still trying.
Finished with his work, Disa immediately turned off the lights of the room. Only a small incandescent light was lit in the corner of the room. The temperature of the room was suddenly cold, either because of the changing air or his cold heart.
Disa immediately went to her room, climbing one by one stairs with a feeling of tightness that increasingly became. When he arrived on the 2nd floor, he saw Kean sitting alone on the balcony. Next to him he turned on a cell phone playing a song he had heard with Disa. The song that made him get carried away to dare to kiss Disa for the first time.
"So I'm gonna love you
Like I'm gonna lose you
I'm gonna hold you
Like I'm saying goodbye
Wherever we're standing
I won't take you for granted
Cause we'll never know when
When we'll run out of time
So I'm gonna love you
In the blink of an eye
Just a whisper of smoke
You could lose everything
The truth is, you never know
So I'll kiss you longer, baby"
Some of the temples that Disa heard and made her heart crisp. Now Kean knows what it's like to hide a joke behind a song.
Hah, it feels like just yesterday he started it all. Showing her feelings for a woman after going through a long journey to defeat her fear of dropping her heart on the woman she loves.
But now it's all over. Sigit was not an easy person to deal with and Disa could never be protected.
“The only thing you have to do, let alone there. Don't make him sicker.” That's the sentence he heard from Arini. That sentence sounded easy to say but it was very difficult for him to do. If not for appreciating and wanting to protect Disa, it was certain Kean would never have let Disa go.
Aarr!!! It felt like Kean wanted to shout as loud as he let out all the angry feelings that were gnawing at his heart.
All those sweet things one by one should he release from his hands like his tears dripping without feeling. The first shadow he met with Disa, silently watching Disa on CCTV, the smile and laughter of Disa the first he heard, all kept repeating in his head. To this day, he saw the tears of Disa that made his chest tight.
Wanting to survive but he was not as bad as it forced Disa to continue feeling sick. Too much love makes him too sick. He began to fold one by one the scene of his memories with Disa who came to change in the cavity of his mind. Shaking and slashing to make his heart almost broken with the many wounds left behind.
Looking at Kean who was just pensive, Disa immediately entered his room. Change his clothes with sleepwear. Sitting him down in front of his dresser, he looked at his pale face like a lamp that had lost its glow.
Sick as he had to see Kean's attitude change 180 degrees. There is no longer a warm smile, a fixed gaze let alone a touch that makes the fur crouch.
She hugged her own body with both hands. He cried stifled with the stuffing he made. Only his shoulders seemed to be moving up and down. They both cried under the sound of music that seemed to be the beginning of their story.
"All will be well, I'll be fine." The spell he spoke several times to strengthen his heart. Unfortunately, this time it didn't work. He had not been able to swallow the bitterness he faced, still had to get used to receiving wounds that were still gaping.
His young master, completely fulfilled his wish. Let go and end the story.
He thought he would be strong. He thought it wouldn't hurt like this.
But it turns out he was wrong. All about Kean, it was too painful for him to endure let alone forget.
Can he survive in such circumstances?
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