Marry The Heir
Two mistakes

He said the highest form of love for a man is to marry him. The sentence was uttered by one of the families of Disa who received the arrival of the Kean family from Jakarta.

Bandung, with clear skies, cold air but a warm atmosphere became a condition that was never imagined by Disa and Kean today.

On the way they had a debate, what will be said Kean later considering Arini and Nita also participated, as well as Reza, Shafira and Marwan. It can't be just a friendship, can it?

The plan to meet the family of Disa and convey his intention to apply for Disa, resulted in a serious proposal that really must be answered Disa whether willing or not.

At this time Kean was still waiting for the answer of Disa who seemed to think whether he should get married this fast? 22 Years old, his age. Age that is far from the word mature even though age is not a limit for someone in say adult or not. There is still a lot to know about a wedding, a new phase in which he will live forever with a man and accept all his shortcomings and advantages without having to complain let alone regret later on.

Marriage is sacred, not just limited to changing the status of the ID card to get married or have a bedmate at night.

There are many obligations that he has to do and not yet fully know. Growing up without having parents, became a fear for Disa. He never saw what a walking household really should look like. What is the expression of affection between husband and wife and other family members. And what his job will be like when he becomes a wife later.

Is it enough to make food, clean the house or have sex which is said to be a booster in the husband and wife relationship?

Feels not.

Although marriage is not only a transaction of obligations between men and women but Disa does have obligations that she must do to serve her husband and Kean also has an obligation to love her as the woman he loves and honor.

A once-in-a-lifetime marriage has always been the ideal of Disa and the answer to Disa this time will be the determinant of whether everything will continue or stop here.

Looking at Kean, Arini, Shafira and Nita as well as Reza who is waiting for his answer makes the heart of Disa kembis kempis not careless. There is also Jimas who never stop shrinking his tears when he heard Kean's intention to propose the only girl in their family.

Disa tightened her hands that were soaked in sweat from nervousness. His face was pale when he had to make a big decision in his life. In the face of Kean's face who was waiting for his answer impatiently, like this is a proposal that is often discussed by people and awaited by many women.

“How does neng disa, is neng disa willing to accept aa kean application?” ask Mr. Rudi who mediated in this meeting.

In his eyes again Kean's face was as tense as Disa. Kean smiled faintly as if ready to hear whatever answer Disa would give.

In a few minutes Disa was like struggling with her own mind. Is she ready to be a wife and will Kean really love her for the rest of her life? Sometimes the haste makes doubts.

One breath in taken Disa, “I love him.” that word which he then believed in his heart until he was steady to answer.

A nod and a faint smile was shown by Disa. “Iya, I am willing.” followed that sentence which made the people in this room exhale a sigh of relief.

“Alhamdulillah.” Said mr. Rudi.

Imas and Jenar immediately hugged Disa, kissed her cheeks lovingly and tears unraveled.

“Alhamdulillah's... You will marry neng, aunty join seneng.” cry Imas with tears that can not be preserved.

Jenar only sobbed, unable to hide the haru taste that was bubbling in her chest.

So did Arini, he hugged the son tightly with a sense of pride.

“Happy son, from now on keep it better until that time comes and of course for forever.” said Arini with a sense of haru. What he has been fighting for all this time has paid off.

“Iya mah.” Kean really took firm steps for his future.

“Happy bro!”

Reza patted Kean on the shoulder with pride and hugged his best friend tightly. He was happy with the step forward his friend took. Although the story of him and Disa must be completely finished, but seeing the happy face of Disa and Kean becomes his own happiness.

“Thanks!” Kean returns the embrace of Reza, his best friend. Although they had competed but at this time he was sure that Reza had released Disa without the rest of the stored feelings.

Mr. Rudi immediately read out do’a gratitude to close their meeting. Continued with the next serious but relaxed discussion that was certain about the plan ahead.

“So when is the plan aa kean will hold a wedding with neng disa? It is not good to delay too long if you feel confident.” asked Mr. Rudi to continue the next tension.

Kean looked at Disa with his face reddish. The girl looked tense and it felt like she wanted to hold onto Disa's hand to calm her down.

“When son, have you got your own plans with disa?” Brisks Arini behind Kean.

Kean simply smiled without lowering his gaze from Disa. Seeing that innocent face, his feelings always rumbled.

“Late this week. I plan to marry at the end of this week.” Kean replied steadily.

“Alhamdulillah..” exclaimed mr. Rudi who followed the thanks of his family members.

While Disa is still hearing Kean's words. Should it really be this week? Like the holiday plan is done spontaneously and does not require a long time.

“Alright, because the bride-to-be is no longer in doubt, for the wedding plan please talk about by the family because my task is done.” continued Mr. Rudi.

“Inget, if it's kebelet not too long in hold.” Pak Rudi's tease while shaking Kean's hand.

Kean greeted him and smiled warmly at Mr. Rudi's words. Yes just say he was kebelet but for sure he wanted to immediately put Disa near him without any distance separating.

“Thank you sir.”.

The formal event has indeed been completed and changed with a warm chat of two families.

“I am very happy that Mba will be my sister. Uhh... Dear mba disa.” Shafira returns spoiled to Disa.

“Thank you non fira.” said Disa who rubbed Shafira's back gently.

“So how about the wedding date, mom is ready to prepare everything.” Arini opened up the conversation between them.

“You're serious, will you have a wedding this weekend?”

“Iya mah.” replied Kean steadily.

There are those who think that preparing for the wedding is not that short, Many must, starting from the concept of marriage, the series of events, preparing WO and other intangibles that definitely require time.

While Kean with his simple knowledge of a marriage. Preparation for the wedding he only needs to command his confidants as long as both brides-to-be are mentally prepared for the wedding gates.

But in the end they agreed to have a wedding this week. Kean guarantees that the wedding event that only happens once in his life will give a deep impression to him and Disa when binding a promise to live on.

“Ya already, mamah sama aunty nita will prepare everything. Om Marwan will arrange the company problems and we will bring the family of Disa to Jakarta the day after tomorrow. How?” tawar Arini's.

The ability to organize events is still Arini's expertise from the beginning.

“Iya mah, kean no problem.” Kean glanced at Disa who was looking at him with embarrassment. The hue of his face was, making Kean anxious himself.

Arini starts talking about all the wedding knickknacks with Nita. Everything they prepared in detail. While enjoying a glass of tea made by Bi Imas also fried cassava that looks brownish yellow. Suitable to accompany them to prepare everything.

*****

Be in Bandung for a few hours and the decision has been made that they will get married this Sunday. Disa first come to Jakarta to facilitate wedding preparation while the family will follow one day before the event is live.

The custom of having a wedding in the bride's family, it seems that this time does not apply. As per the agreement they will hold a wedding in Jakarta and a small Thanksgiving event later in Bandung.

Tonight, Kean will return to Jakarta with Disa at his side.

One ringing phone broke the silence between Disa and Kean who had already started his journey. Shafira's name then appears on Disa's phone screen.

“Assalamu ‘alaikum non fira..” saya Disa.

Kean only glanced from the middle rearview and listened to the conversation of the girl beside him.

“Where do you stop by non?” tanyanya.

“Oh well, I ask the young master first.” pressing mute mode to pause the conversation with Shafira.

“Master, non fira invites us to dinner in punclut, can you?” tanya Disa hesitated.

“We've had dinner, the kid wants to eat let alone?” The rice liwet made by Imas still feels in the throat and has not entered the stomach but Shafira does not feel full.

“I do not know.” sometimes indeed without reason when the appetite of young lady increased drastically. Because of the cold weather so forget that he had intended to diet.

“Ya already, said yes. We'll catch up.” timpal Kean in the end.

“Good sir.” with the spirit of Disa.

Kean started setting maps on his phone. He did not really know the direction to the place.

“Good miss, we will follow.” said Disa.

There was a loud call from Shafira and made Disa keep her phone away from her ears. Very excited this young lady. Disa became smiling to hear the enthusiasm of her young lady.

After the call with Shafira, Disa began to pay attention to the streets that passed by her. He knew the path they were on right now.

“Master, later in the first red light, we can turn around, no need to follow the map path. We can cut the road through another path.” bright Disa without hesitation.

“You often play there?” curious also because Disa like to know the place to be at the destination.

“Some times I have played there, usually damar invite me if the mind he is deadlocked.” bright Disa while watching the streets in front of him.

Damar again.

Hearing Disa's words, Kean tightened his hand on the steering wheel. Kesal also imagined Disa often play to a place that he knew was one of the famous icons of the city of Bandung.

“What did you do there with that son of a gondrong?” it's so cynical that the phrase Kean said. There's a lot of discord in it.

“Em, no sir. We were just sitting on the bench enjoying a warm drink while looking at the light under our feet. Just like that.” Disa explained casually, she did not notice the change in Kean's facial expression that was starting to cool down.

“You are still excited to talk about other men in front of your future husband?” kean's voice began to sound high, making Disa who had previously noticed the streets turn to the men beside her.

Kean's face that looks cold when the light of other vehicle lights hit his face makes Disa stare his lips mute. Apparently he just realized that he was talking wrongly.

“Em, sorry my master didn't mean it that way.” bowed lethargic next to the man who couldn't accept the story he had passed with Damar.

“So what does it mean? You even still call me with the old call.” one more mistake Disa in Kean's eyes. Why is it so sensitive for his young master now? Does pre-wedding syndrome exist?

He looked at the man beside him, at a loss for words. “I have to call what sir?” ask Disa at last. Isn't asking better than a wrong call?

“Your job is to think about it, and let me know when we get to punclut.” timpal Kean is cold.

Disa looked at Kean in disbelief. The journey to Punclut was not until another hour and he had to think of a new call for his young master. Errata, her future husband.

In his heart Kean just smiled, it was fun to also see Disa who was confused like this.

“Must now sir?”

“Hem.” again, short answer which means a must.

He began to think hard. Being too used to calling Kean with the previous call made him never think of another call. And when the man beside her asked for a new call, her mind went blank.

What should this husband-to-be be called?

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