Marry The Heir
Works and sources of inspiration

Waking up on a soft bed with a thick blanket and an AC flame that did not stop for a full 24 hours, was never imagined before. Moreover, staying in this hotel for seven days full of regular meal schedule and provided by the hotel. He does not need to think about domestic things such as washing clothes because there is a laundry service that is ready to take his dirty clothes at any time.

Maybe this is so sought by many people, that some of the comfort can be bought to race to accumulate rupiah coffers in order to enjoy this kind of luxury. No hypocrite, Disa also enjoyed something like this. Appreciation for him feels increased and things like this are needed by everyone so that the motivation of his life increases. Although the comfort in terms of wealth does not always guarantee happiness.

Living in a Junior suite type room gives a special impression to Disa. It was not the most luxurious room he occupied, but living here without having to think about the slightest cost was certainly a fortune in itself. Moreover, he got this for his hard work so far.

Maybe for the jetset, things like this are common. But believe me, the limits of happiness and pride are different. There are those who consider this trivial because they are accustomed to more expensive room classes and more complete comfort facilities many are also very grateful to stay in a room like this especially in a 5 star hotel. There is one of them.

When you open your eyes, the first thing you see is a bright light. Last night he fell asleep without turning off the main light. The warm chocolate that he brewed last night was cold, yes very cold even though the plan he would enjoy while tidying up the design. But the eyes cannot be compromised, just closing after a few yawns.

Seeing the existence of the cup at his bedside, inexplicably he became smiling himself, the shadow of the face of the person who gave it immediately seemed to give him a smile of spirit in the morning. For a while he tilted his body facing the cup, gently rubbing the smooth ceramic surface. Is it wrong that he still thinks about her?

It was almost half 6 in the morning and Disa only realized that she had not fulfilled her obligations. Because it is too good with what he is getting right now, almost forgetting the One who gives this pleasure. Immediately go to the bathroom to take ablution then pray at the side of his bed. Luckily Damar helped pack his personal items completely, so that nothing was forgotten.

In his prayer, there is not much he asks the creator, he is too shy, always asks a lot when he gets more than enough.  As a result, he only gave thanks repeatedly while hoping that God would forgive all his sins.

At the end of the do'a, a message came into his phone. Can check it and it turns out from the race committee.

“Good morning mba there. This morning, please on the list of needs for the design yes.."

"The committee will send the goods mba needs in order to make clothes that were yesterday in the design.”

“We hope, the list we can receive before 10 this morning yes. Thank you.”

As soon as the contents of the message that made Disa's lips curl a smile. He clutched his cell phone in thanksgiving for all the convenience he got.

Soon he headed for the living room which was only blocked by a partition that separated his bed with this work space. He sat down on the sofa and began making a list of needs for him to make clothes from his designs. Luckily there was an iPad that Shafira bought, this was very helpful in her work.

Make a list of needs as complete as possible. Starting from the type of thread he will use, the fabric he will wear, to a batiker to paint the wings of Clara later all he noted carefully. More than 100 items of goods that he made and directly sent to the committee. The sooner he sends his list, if there are obstacles, the sooner he will be contacted, he thought.

One phone call diverted Disa from her seriousness. A video call from her young lady this early.

“Magi mba disaa...” say it cheerfully. He was already wearing a full uniform, like he was just about to leave school.

“Asslamu a’alaikum non fira..” sahut Disa no less spirit.

“Hehe.. Wa’alaikum salam mba disa.” Shafira changed her answer.

“Non fira to go to school?”

“Iya mba there, today I test the first day. Aaahhh no way I already want to pass SMA aja.” He put his body back on the bed, making his camera right above his face.

At first glance looks anxiety on his face but he managed to cover it with a cheerful smile.

“Iyaa.. The spirit of the test. Hopefully given smoothness.” Disa was encouraging.

“Aamiin.. Thanks mba disa.”

"Oh yeah, I'll finish the exam, I'll play ya to the place mba there. I want to see his progress. Can you?" his face was hopeful.

"Can. But now nonn fira focus first is the same test, so that the results are satisfactory."

"Yeah dong sure. Anyway later I'll make mba there shocked by my perfect grades!" shafira exclaimed with spirit.

"Sure, I'm waiting for the good news."

"Who's afraid!" with laughter at the end of his sentence.

"Yes, I went down first. Later news again the same mba there. Don't you think I call you usually?"

"No problem non fira. After all, I feel lonely here alone."

"Haha.. Okay mba here, see you.. Muach!" shafira said, waving her hand.

Can reply to the wave of the hand and not long call was cut off.

Shafira, like a new encouragement to Disa. His more cheerful carry, making Disa feel his cheerfulness. Lately he rarely looks moody and it's something to be grateful for.

He was still looking at his phone screen with a smile. The longer the young lady the sweeter her attitude. Maybe this is Shafira's true personality.

It was quite noon, when Disa finished tidying up her room. Although there is a hotel officer who will tidy up his room regularly every day, Disa prefers to tidy up himself, especially personal items. A week he will stay here then everything should be in order as comfortable as possible. Only sheets and blankets that he deliberately made a mess, said Tina is deliberately done so that hotel officials replace him. Let's just try. Displays the sleeping tempt, giving its own pleasure to Disa.

It's breakfast time and Disa goes down to the restaurant. Other hotel guests have enjoyed their breakfast at round-shaped tables. Some choose indoors but not a few who choose outside the restaurant because the scenery is more interesting.

Serious with his ipad until he didn't realize someone was approaching him and put a glass of juice next to him.

“I didn't pe-“ her sentence paused as she saw someone standing next to her smiling kindly.

“Master?” still can't believe that the one in front of him is Marcel.

“Good morning.” Greet Marcel who then sat in front of Disa. In his hand he put a plate of breakfast in the form of baked egg avocado. While the glass of juice he thrust on Disa.

“Morning.” This guy is really Marcel.

He smiled looking at the confused face of Disa. Yes must be very confused because suddenly they have breakfast together in the same place even though Jakarta is very spacious and many other good hotels. Why should it be here?

“Jus for you. Drink, I did not add anything kok.” He said lightly, scooping the avocado in front of him.

“Thank you sir.” Cana just smiled, then continued her breakfast with a feeling of unease. Marcel saw the true gesture of Disa that looked uncomfortable.

He put his spoon and knife and cupped his hands together like he was thinking without taking his eyes off Disa.

“You're brilliant.” Suddenly praised. Not without reason, he said that. He still remembers every word that Disa said to describe his work.

His eyes seemed rounded, he immediately swallowed his new food he chewed several times.

“Thank you sir.” That's the only thing he gave.

Continuing his breakfast while smiling at Disa's awkward attitude.

“How do you get to know Claire so well when you're not too familiar, right?” the curiosity he kept all night he could finally ask.

Marcel is aware, it is not easy to get along with Clara let alone know what her personality is like. The mere provision of professionalism will not be enough to receive every unique treatment of Clara. But Disa as easily goes through it all. He managed to guess the good side of Clara and poured it in a work. The kind that Marcel sometimes escapes.

“Em, I don't really know mba clara. I only know him at a glance.” Sahut Disa as is.

Disa was indeed just deducing from what she heard and saw about Clara, especially when she was chatting at the restaurant. Focus on that alone, because from that angle Clara is an interesting person to pour in a work.

“Given Claire's attitude towards you being a little rude, don't you intend to give that horn to the accessories on her head?” what kind of question Marcel asked but successfully made Disa smile.

“Em is not a master." Thank goodness this question makes the awkwardness of Disa reduced.

"Regardless of what clara's attitude toward me was, she was a good person and that's all I saw.” Disa Assertive.

Yes Disa was indeed just looking at it, not exactly just wanting to see it. As a principle, do not see the shortcomings or vices of others because it is not a part that he should think about. Seeing the good and bad of a person is only a matter of viewpoints and choices, do not choose those that burden our minds such as by thinking about the shortcomings of others.

Marcel nodded in his place.

“Hearing your exposure yesterday, I was a little surprised. I just realized that Claire is that beautiful. Though claire has shortcomings that are sometimes quite difficult for me to accept. Why don't you show that side?”

Marcel finished his breakfast. For him, it was more interesting to talk like this with Disa.

“Em, because the work and source of inspiration are two different things.” Disa still seems to think but the answer sounds convincing.

“Means?” cross your hands on the table and listen to the sentence Disa carefully.

“I mean, my work and my source of inspiration mba clara, are two different things.”

“A work, is required to be made as perfect as possible without leaving flaws in order to be accepted by others.”

“While a human being, must occasionally show his flaws in order to be seen, who can accept him completely and not.” Light with full confidence. It was easy that the sentence was said with no burden at all. Though everyone is easier to see the shortcomings than the good of others.

Marcel was stunned for a moment, digesting the sentence Disa just now. After a while, he smiled and sipped the mineral water in the glass.

“I see.” His word. Things like this are simple but sometimes escape his thoughts.

During this time, he imagined Clara was a perfect woman who had many talents and was adored by many people. This always makes Marcel proud to be next to his women. It can make many other men envious, it is an achievement of a man's ego.

Until without realizing it, the woman he adored was also an ordinary man who had shortcomings. If he really loved her, then he should never have moved on from Clara's side just because of her flaws. After all, everyone does have flaws just the shape is different.

And if he really loved Clara, wouldn't he have to accept her flaws without compromising her love?

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