Marry The Heir
Guilt

Drowning in our own world, where there is only our mind that dances with time that quickly creeps into the conditions experienced by Disa today. There was only him and the seconds passed in tranquility without any sound being heard.

Married to time, such is the term that Disa uses when she is swept away in a world filled with imagination and one focus, not distracted to think about other things.

He was engrossed in playing with sheets of cloth that he wrapped on his mannequin and attached with pentul needles that he stuck at certain points to lock the fabric and make a silhouette of the design that he create.

Formal and non-formal looks design is not too difficult because basically the fabric used is quite friendly for him to form. For these looks Disa has to cut the fabric into small parts according to the pattern he wants.

Armed with the size sent by assistant Clara, Disa began to be able to imagine how the proportion of Clara's body. Consider it his mis one to two inches of the size he usually does on the clothes he will make. That's the tolerance limit he made the pattern and there's still a chance to fix it when the last fittings are later.

Different from the third look. The tolerance limit should be made to a minimum, because the repair process should be made as small as possible. He imagined what if a Greek goddess wore a dress that was too loose or too tight. His art value is gone and this risks becoming a failure.

There was no other choice, before the cloth was cut, Disa sent a concept photo of the clothes she had attached to the mannequin, to Clara. He gave some notes of possible shortcomings of the dress he made if the size did not fit.

“Gue see first.” so reply Clara.

Yes well, the model must see it first and wait for Clara's answer not to waste time. There's something else he has to do. Make the design pattern into 3 dimensions. Although he is not good at graphic design, but why not try.

He just wanted to see what kind of wings he would paint when stretched out virtually.

Huft, a lot of Disa's peer jobs are waiting. There was no time he wasted. To eat alone he chose a hotel attendant to drive him. It felt so reluctant to get out of the room as her imagination peaked. One unexpected activity will make the imagination and focus disappear and it is difficult again to collect it.

The challenge in a job that requires imagination is that when ideas are gathered, but there is no mood, all will not work. And vice versa, when he was very in the mood but a nil idea, it was nothing but just daydreaming about how the idea should be made. This time Disa has both and she will not let go.

Time is something that cannot be compromised. He won't come back then it should be as smart as possible he uses it.

Aweek? Can she make this dress?

Maximum use time not only by Disa. There is Damar who is fun to make a lot of vlogs with varied stories. He is not stingy to share his knowledge so that many viewers like his work.

“Do not let your behavior like I was in High School, do not scribble until called teacher BK. So mending you on salurin talent in a real way.” So did Damar's message on some of the videos he shared.

The longer the more powerful he uses vocabulary that is sometimes foreign to hearing Disa. The conversation began to flow unstuck and awkward like the early videos. This is supposed to be a process. A little but there is progress.

Elsewhere, there was Kean who was serious about his work. He went to several factories and carried out direct inspections of the fabric production process. He went with Roy and was always followed by the director of production.

One person Kean always looked for was a production manager in every factory. He asked directly the production process carried out in each factory. After there was a problem with one of the subsidiary leaders, Kean increasingly aggressively saw the condition of the subsidiary under him. His sense of caring for the company began to grow precisely the sense of caring for the people involved.

He remembered when Disa encouraged him regarding company matters. At first he blank when suddenly had to lead the company. But Disa's words at that time were like triggers himself to do something more.

“Young master, like a wild lion. Who can lead in a wise way.”

“Your place is not at the bottom of the crater, but rather at the highest place of this building.”

That sentence that Kean always remembered clearly. Now he understood why Disa said that. From where he was leading at the moment, he began to be able to see the ripples going on down there. The condition of the factories, the workers to the investors and importers.

It is true that many people depend on their lives in the company they lead.

No hypocrite, every company's goal is to get the most profit. But again he realized, he should not take the slightest rights from people who work hard for his company. Because of the workers that his company can grow until now. He wants everything to go according to what it should be. And unknowingly, Kean went deeper and deeper into the vortex he previously hated.

True to say, sometimes people can fall in love with a beautiful process and Kean feels it.

However, there was one person who still could not focus on his thoughts. It was Reza who was currently still typing a resignation letter on his desk. He tried to compile the right sentence so that he could be understood by the rector of the campus. The decision has been unanimous to stop teaching on campus even though there are still things that block.

“Mother, mother.”

The voice of the little boy was clearly heard in Reza's ears. Not long seen a child who entered the lecturer room. He still wears his kindergarten school uniform with a bear-shaped backpack that he carries on his back. In his hand was an ice cream cone that he was enjoying until it was almost half gone. His face was slightly shaken by the rest of the Ice Cream.

“Ghea, sign in nak.” Welcome Reza when she recognizes the girl who is pecking at the mouth of the door.

“Your mother is still in class, maybe another half hour is done. Wait here same om.” Reza immediately approached, but Ghea shriveled as if evading.

“I'll wait outside aja.” The child who left Reza and sat on the bench outside the Lecturer's room.

Reza followed, what's wrong with this girl, why avoid? Usually when he sees Reza at his desk, he will immediately sit on the chair against Reza and ask Reza to play his guitar. But not this time.

Looking outside the lecturer room and Ghea looked dreamy looking at the ice cream in her hands. The brown stain on her cheeks had dried up but her face did not look cheerful. This sweet food is her favorite.

“Ghea,.” Reza sat down next to Ghea and the girl just turned her head and looked down again.

“We wait in dalem aja yuk. Om have candy, om promise not to say the same mother ghea.” Persuade Reza. Seeing this little boy sitting alone outside it was heartless especially Ellen's class was still quite long.

“Nevent need to om, ghea here just wait for mother. Later mama angry.” Afraid she'd look at Reza.

“Anged why? I promise I won't tell you if Ghea wants candy. Origin do not much.” Reza again persuaded. Long enough not to meet, this girl became a little closed and withdrawn, not cheerful as usual.

“Ngak om, ghea already do not like candy. Mother said later ghea teeth hurt and perforated. In other words, mother, ghea can not disturb om. Later it becomes a hassle.” The girl, sad.

“Jeez,.” it was like a fist was hitting the swords on Reza's chest upon hearing Ghea's words.

He thought about what he said to Ellen the other day. He does ask Ellen to keep her distance from him but that does not mean Ghea should be equated. Ghea has no right to be involved in their problems. But it seems Ellen's mind is different.

If you think about it, is it possible that he was too rude to Ellen until she actually walked away from him?

Yes, lately Ellen has indeed been very withdrawn from Reza. They have never had a casual conversation again, laughing giggly laughing at small things but making them feel detached. Ellen is a person who is fun to talk to for anything. They have the same frequency and same thoughts.

This time everything was different. When accidentally met Ellen prefers to avoid when not like this Reza wants. He and Ellen were completely blocked by a great distance, they were like two strangers who had never known each other.

Should Ghea be involved?

Reza breathed a rough sigh. It shouldn't be this way.

“Ghea, om never felt in repotin kok same ghea. Mother also will not be angry if we are like before. Om promise. We're still friends, right?” Reza showed her little finger to Ghea, a habit they always do when making deals such as when Ghea should not use Ellen's makeup tools.

Ghea looked at Reza doubtfully. In his mind it is still clear how Ellen reminded him not to disturb Reza. But his innocent mind said that Reza did not feel troubled and finally he linked his little finger with Reza.

“Child pinter. Let's go in.” Take Reza and hold Ghea's hand. The girl happily followed Reza and occasionally soared the typical excitement of a child.

“Ghea wait here for a while yes, om grabbing wet tissue first.”

“Iya om!” the girl swung her feet that fell off the floor. Very quickly his mood changed.

At times his lips muttered, sounding the piano notation that Ghea often learned from Reza first. Reza smiled and looked at the boy, for a long time he had not taught him to play the piano. Precisely after his problems with Ellen followed a legal case.

“This is what cleanin is first. So that later if you see ghea, already beautiful again.” Reza crouched down in front of Ghea, using a sheet of tissue to clean her round cheeks and tiny lips.

“Hihihi geli.” Ghea giggles when Reza deliberately rubs her nose when there is no brown stain there.

“Ghea still learning piano?” ask Reza curiously. He still remembered how Ghea's enthusiasm played the black and white keys.

“Still om. Mother gives ghea teacher les, mother windi. But it's so fierce. Iihhh!!” the boy shuddered in fear as the shadow of his tutor's face appeared in his mind.

“Kok scared? Ghea was a brave boy. Maybe bu windi is not fierce but firm. That's so ghea more serious learning.” Entertain Reza who finished cleaning Ghea's face.

The tiny lips pursed in annoyance, disagreeing with Reza's words. Her hands were crossed in front of her chest, her anger style was very much like Ellen's.

“Ih but I'm sprained. Miss windi is not fun. If I had something wrong, it would have glared. Mending learning the same om reza, exciting. Can laugh.” This little girl is starting to open up again. Telling her uncomfortable feelings all this time.

“Kalo ghea want to learn again the same om, om no problem kok.” Reza tidied up the messy sheets of Ghea bangs while looking fixedly at the sad face.

“Kata mama can't. Om reza a lot of work. He also said he wanted to go to England to learn music again. Ghea also wants.” The girl suddenly.

It seems Ellen told Ghea a lot about herself. Yes, he did plan to go to England to continue his studies. At first it was just desire but seeing the present condition, it seemed like he could go. 2 years, was enough to neutralize his feelings that had been whipping.

“Later if already big ghea can also school in England. But for now, ghea has to study diligently. Nurut the same mother and become the pious child mother. Hem?” the same message Ellen used to say to her daughter.

“Iya om, ghea promise. Ghea will be active in learning, massage the mother so that the mother is more affectionate with ghea and not often angry.” The little boy smiled widely, revealing his partly toothless row.

“Child pinter.” Reza rubbed Ghea's head gently. “Nih candy, a gift from om because ghea so a child who pinter.” Pouring a candy bar on Ghea.

“Asyiikkk... Yeaayyy!!!” he held his candy high. It seems so if he is very happy.

“Still om!” he opened the candy and ate it.

“Sama-sama.”

“Oh yes om, ghea learned karate loh at school. Mba said at home, ghea must be a strong child in order to take care of the mother. Let me not disturb you again.” The boy suddenly said. Makes Reza's heart grimace to hear it.

“Emang dad still bothering ghea same mother?” Reza was curious. The man promised not to bother Ellen again.

“Iya. Dad likes to suddenly come to the house, push the door hard until the mother ration. Keep pulling your hair. Mother has said sorry but even at the same time father. Ghea fear om.” That cheerful face came back.

“Ghea, dear.” Reza immediately hugged the little girl.

“Ghea don't be afraid, if you like it, call the police or call om.” Entertain Reza.

“Iya om, but,”

“GHEA!!” a loud sound struck the heart of Ghea and Reza. They compactly turned their heads at the source of the voice which was none other than Ellen.

“Mother?” Ghea immediately released her embrace from Reza.

“Here you!” Ellen pulled Ghea's hand.

“Aduh, aching mother.” complained Ghea who grimaced.

“You forgot what you said? You're starting to miss the mother?” cerocos Ellen nagged her daughter. Seeing the closeness of Ghea and Reza, he lost control.

“Len, wait. Ghea not wrong.” Reza immediately paused. He saw the anger in Ellen's eyes.

“You want to let alone za?! You said we don't have anything to do anymore. Why are you still talking about ghea?” Hardik Ellen was upset.

His eyes were round and red staring at Reza. Like the memory of the painful words Reza throws back ringing in his ear.

“Len, ghea has nothing to do with this. She's still,”

“ADA! Ghea son. Don't forget that!” scream Ellen.

Hearing Ellen's cry, Ghea immediately shook her hand. He ran around the corner and covered his ears with both hands. He saw his frightened face.

“But you don't have to be that rough as ghea. She's still a kid.” Reza won't lose.

“Oh, what do you mean now? You want to show me you care about ghea later if there is a problem you're guilty of me again? That?!” his eyes barked, not accepting Reza's words.

Reza is too planless, some time ago Reza himself said that they take care of their respective problems but this time even pretended to care.

“Len, I know my words and attitude lately may hurt you. But, that doesn't mean I really intend to break the cord. It's just,”

“Udah is za. I'm males with your words.” Ellen interrupted immediately.

“In essence, I also do not want to disturb you. So, you also don't have to care about anything that happens to me and Ghea. Me and Ghea, can take care of our own lives.” Ellen did not want to bother. Is this not what Reza wants, either? Stay away from Ellen and Ghea's life so that it doesn't become a problem for her.

“Yeah, ghea why?” suddenly a Diamond voice sounded in the mouth of the door.

Ellen and Reza turned and saw a frightened Ghea hiding in a corner. Because they are busy arguing until they forget about Ghea.

“Ghea!” ellen quickly nodded. He approached Ghea and immediately embraced her.

“Honey, sorry mother. Mother does not mean to make ghea afraid.” His words are full of regret.

Ghea's body trembled. Not crying nor talking, only his body was tense and trembling. In the rubbing of Ghea's head slowly then d kiss it gently. Ellen realized, this was her fault. Ever since seeing Darwin being rude to him, Ghea was often frightened like this.

“Bu ellen, sorry if I interfered. It's just, it's not good if Miss Ellen is arguing in front of a small child.” Diamonds are reminding. He looked at Ghea worriedly and then turned to look at Reza who looked confused.

Reza immediately approached, he did not expect that the cheerful Ghea was harboring a deep trauma.

“I-iya house. I was out of control. Ghea sorry mother son, mother promise not to be angry anymore no longer crying again hem.” Ellen's voice sounded soft and vibrating, like it was harboring a cry.

“Ghea, sorry about ya. Om same mother ghea did not mean to shout in front of ghea.” Reza chimed in. The same guilt Reza felt seeing Ghea like this.

Ghea was just fixated, then sobbed while hugging Ellen tightly. “Ghea fear mother.” Sluggishly.

“Iya son. Afraid it's okay but the mother promise nothing will happen as ghea and mother, hem.” Ellen's body tightly embraced Ghea. He no longer cared about the presence of Reza nearby.

He did not want to argue with this man anymore which would make Ghea even more afraid.

Reza looked at Ellen and Ghea without a word. The guilt of what he said and did to Ellen some time ago re-emerged in his mind.

“Jeez, what have I done?”

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