Marry The Heir
Siluetes bring emotion

POV Kean:

“Tet tet tet!!!!” the sound of the horn still continues I sound when the long queue of vehicles paused the speed of my car home to the town house. It feels annoyed when you rush to get home instead have to wait a dozen minutes just to turn.

Habit, this area is always jammed in hours like this. Whether the reason is clear this makes the town house area is quite well known because of its bottleneck and makes this town house not too much in demand by prospective buyers or tenants. Though my late grandfather has made this town house in such a way as to impress homy and environmentally friendly. But the number of vehicles that pass through this strategic path makes this area always stuck, causing high selling prices quite difficult to offer.

I saw a police officer arranging traffic with a waving hand and a whistle that did not stop him blowing. His shrill voice made my head dizzy. Argghh!! Just getting more upset.

The traffic jam could not be broken down quickly, making me rethink my plan to take Disa to Bandung. Honestly, not without reason when I suddenly invited Disa back to Bandung tomorrow. I just feel like there's something I need to get done as soon as I can before more things get bothersome.

Some time ago, when I came out of the toilet, I accidentally passed through two rooms facing each other in the house of Aunt Mery. One room with wooden doors and plain lettering on its surface, I'm sure it belongs to Disa and another, I'm curious.

I saw the door open a little and made me take a fad to see it. This is one of the reasons why when visiting must still wear ethics and I even violate it.

I opened the door that made me curious. The light is dimmed with a sleeping lamp that has not been turned off, or may be deliberately not turned off.

The sleeping lamp is made of knitted threads and in the shape of being round like a ball, I am sure is the work of Disa because at her feet, there is the initials of Disa written.

I looked around the room. I looked at the wall filled with images and my vision stopped immediately when I saw one of the pictures behind the door.

A black-and-white silhouette that I noticed I didn't really understand. I was curious, then I completely turned off the lights and when it was dark, the picture became more and more visible. Apparently the picture was made a negative version of the film so that people do not carelessly know.

I began to understand the meaning of that black-and-white silhouette. My heart immediately trembled as I realized that the silhouette was Disa. Yes really Disa. The image of Disa is like being in a park with warm clothes that wrap his body. No, maybe this is more suitable as a mountainous area or the like. Wait, have you ever been camping?

In his hand, Disa is pictured holding a wildflower that he smelled while closing his eyes. Her beautiful smiling lips made my heart rustle. I guess I can guess who owns this room. And it feels like my belief is true that the owner of this room is a secret admirer of Disa.

Shit, why am I so upset? I want to ruin the picture with red paint and I tulisi “Don't look!” Aarrgghh makes me angry.

Getting upset because I also saw a photo perched on the bedside table and seemed to have just been taken.

It was also a photo of Disa who looks very beautiful painting the wall. I told you that Disa looks prettier when she does what she likes, right? And apparently I'm not the only one who's noticed it.

Damar, best friend of the girlfriend who increasingly feels bothering me.

I can't imagine for a couple of weeks Disa will be back at home with that gondrong guy.

I swear I'm not willing.

I can't let them meet every day. Throwing smiles at each other, watching each other. Disa also might make him food and often talk to these men. What if this guy goes into Disa's room and does something that doesn't?

Holy hooch! Holy hooch! I can't let it go.

“Pritt!!! Road sir!” the police who screamed out there.

I realized that I was a few meters away from the vehicle in front of me. Maybe people like me who often daydream on the streets become one of the contributors to congestion.

No, I need to get home and take a shower to refresh my mind.

As long as you know, that's what makes me take Disa back to Bandung tomorrow. Maybe I should speed things up. I don't want to give the impostors a chance to enter and infiltrate Disa's heart. Not disbelieving in Disa but I don't want any other men trying to get Disa.

Arriving home, I saw a car parked in the yard. I recognized him as Reza's car. Immediately I came down and from the door was heard the sound of mamah and aunt Nita who were talking exciting.

“Kean, have you gone home son?” aunt Nita greeted me first when the door opened.

“Sore aunt.” Sapaku.

“Sore. Where is it?” Aunt Nita immediately drowned looking for Disa behind me.

“Oh, go home to his tantenya. Just kean inter.” Tetep yes, aunt Nita still always ask Disa. Does he still intend to match Disa with Reza? Don't hope.

“Tante thought he was coming back here.” his face looks sorry.

I expected the same thing tan, unfortunately this time can only expect it. I remember my thoughts that I tried to dampen. Damar, just look if he dares to get close to Disa, I won't stay silent.

“Bro!” Reza who is busy playing PS greeted me.

“Yo! I go upstairs first, need a shower.” I directly say my wish. I want to shower and shower my body to feel fresher.

“Mah, “call me to mamah.

“Ya darling?” I hope it was Disa who said it.

“We go to bandung tomorrow.” My firmness. Aunt Nita and Reza turned to me with thoughts I could have guessed. When I mentioned the word Bandung, of course they understood my meaning.

“Oh yes, tomorrow morning we go to bandung.” Mom immediately agreed.

I don't care about the other opinions, they just need to know that I'm speeding things up and that nothing is holding me back.

*****

“Bro!” reza's voice was heard clearly when the man approached Kean who was sitting alone on the balcony.

After sending a message about plans to Bandung tomorrow, Kean so daydreaming. Many things he thought about but his focus remains one that is Disa. The arrival of Reza who then sat next to him was quite surprising.

“Gue guess there come, I want to congratulate him directly.” Reza said sincerely.

Kean just glanced. Lowering his hand from rubbing his temple. Reza's words were too pleasant-natured in his opinion.

“Lo will be able to find him directly like the already.” Typal Kean cynical. He still remembers seeing Reza accidentally come to Mery's house to meet Disa. I don't know what it means that his best friend was in the house long enough.

“Lo still consider me a rival?” Reza's getting uncomfortable. Kean's mind is still always about their competition even though Reza has revealed it.

“Because you are still a business.” Sahut's short.

Reza smiled faintly, he could clearly see Kean's vigilance and jealousy towards him.

“But I never made it. I refused before I tried to do better."

"Gue don't understand, how strong are you two feeling? Why are you still in doubt?” curiosity is Reza say what it is.

Just this time Kean smiled, a bit cynical like laughing at Reza's failure or the doubts he had in mind.

“Lo will not understand because you are never serious about women.” Sahut Kean relax.

He looked at his best friend who turned out to be just a whimper.

“Lo want ngedatengin family disa?”

Kean. Looking at the current state of Disa, being at Mery's house didn't seem like he could let go for too long. Kean realized, he could not force Disa for no apparent reason but he could do the thing that every woman would expect. Come directly to his family and ask him to get married soon.

He hoped, the hope of Imas that Disa would get a man like him was really granted.

“Gue can spare time for nganter lo, that's if you don't mind. I hope after that you can change your mind about me, we are no longer rivals.” Reza Strictly.

Kean who was originally dumbstruck, this time smiled faintly. He must admit that he still always felt restless when he remembered Reza and Disa. Reza, who was like a dead love for Disa, had never experienced the same in another woman. This is what scared Kean. Afraid that Reza's attention that still makes Disa can be melted and have the same feeling.

“Tumben lo move on cepet from girl?”

It needs to be tested for the truth that Reza has really released Disa.

“Enterprise but I realize, with me forcing, it just makes me sick and someone feels guilty.”

“Gue wants to see him happy and if the choice is lo, I just hope you will not hurt him.” Reza Tandas.

“Hakitin him?” begging Kean with a thin smile, Reza was always good at making jokes.

But wait, hurting Disa, will he really never do it? Why the doubt? Would he be able to please Disa as much as his hopes and those around him? Can Disa accept her flaws when they get married and never leave her?

Why is there fear?

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