Marry The Heir
Meet the great sir

This is the first time Disa has met someone who is lying on a bed and cannot do anything. It cannot be avoided, even if in doubt he still has to do it. After a few hours of receiving Kean's application as his future wife, he met Sigit at the hospital.

Sigit is placed in a special room guarded by a medical officer who regularly checks his condition regularly. Not the ICU room but a special room that asked Marwan to keep his big master feel comfortable but monitored.

Some of the tools on his body have been removed. There is no oxygen hose or anything like that because Sigit can breathe normally. Only an infusion tube is still stuck in the back of his left hand to help give fluids into his body as well as the drugs that are injected there, feeding tubes are inserted through the nose and monitors that monitor the condition of Sigit for a full 24 hours.

Sigit's vital signs are in good condition, like normal people in general just that he cannot wake up. The vegetative state had been running for a long time and Sigit was still in the same condition lying helpless no matter when.

Slightly hesitant to approach, Disa worried if then he approached then suddenly the monitor next to Sigit showed unwanted changes like in the movies, what should he do? He knew very well how the great master and his future father-in-law hated him. It is not impossible if his subconscious rejects the presence of Disa.

But, it cannot be made an excuse for Disa not to get close to Sigit. When he later married Kean, then this man will officially be part of his life from his family that he must keep his relationship to stay good. Because in fact, his marriage later was not only married to one Kean person, but also accepted his family even though Sigit could not accept it.

Near him Sigit and in the face of a man who still closed his eyes. His face was more thin than before with thin fingers. A few days in this condition turned out to have given a lot of changes to Sigit even though his charisma as a great master never faded.

“Assalamu ‘alaikum sir,.” greet Disa who stands beside Sigit.

At the grab of Sigit's right hand that is not attached to the infusion and then in his kiss gently.

During this time Disa only heard the condition of Sigit from Shafira, while Kean tends to prefer not to discuss it. He even seemed reluctant to remember that Sigit was still in their midst. All the decisions he made by himself did not involve anyone. Arini was the only one he spoke to for all the decisions he would take.

Maybe this is different between girls and boys. As an adult, boys tend to be easier to take a stand especially when they feel they have been ignored for so long while girls, he still always needs his parents as experienced by Disa and Shafira.

There was no response, Sigit was still speechless not giving any response.

Sitting on Sigit's bedside chair, Disa stared fixedly at the face before him. Just this time he dared to look at Sigit, after meeting so many times he could only look down with fear.

“How are you today?” that question he then asked.

With Sigit silent, of course this man was not fine. But by asking, he hopes that Sigit feels that there are still people who think about and worry about him.

“Master,” Disa sighed deeply before continuing her sentence, there is a stifling thing that must be kept.

“Yesterday, I received aa.” application

“Em, aa that's my new call for young master.” slightly explains while remembering how happy Kean expression as he calls her with that call.

“I decided to be part of the master family even though the master always said I was never worthy to be part of this large family.” this tightness that must be in Disa in order not to cry. His breathing was a little choked but he was still fine.

“When I received a proposal, I did not see him as a kean malik hardjoyo an heir of a large company group."

"I only see him as a cold but sometimes sweet man, as well as a responsible man whom I love. That's it sir.”

“I never thought that I was lucky to get married and become the young lady of this family. But I feel very lucky because I will spend my life with the man I choose and accept all my shortcomings.”

“I love aa, that's the only reason I accept it.” firmly Disa with teary eyes.

“Do not be afraid I take what I should not take. I am used to standing on my own feet even though what I achieve is not equivalent to what aa have.”

“I definitely love you as the father of my husband and I hope, slowly you can accept me as the wife of your son. Can mister?” Disa tried to smile even though then her tears dripped slowly.

He knew the hardest part of his journey with Kean was facing Sigit. Although this man lay helpless, but what Sigit said and did still affect the calm of Disa in living his new life later.

Sigit is still a Sigit that is currently powerless at all. Half his eyelids were open like his sleep was not really sound. One thing he knew was that Sigit's brain could not respond to whatever was happening around him but it was possible that his heart understood. Then there is no harm if he keeps trying to pay more attention.

“Teh,” call Shafira from room door.

Disa immediately shrank her tears and turned her head that girl was hesitant to enter.

“Sini,” call him with a line of smiles.

Shafira approached and noticed Disa's swollen eyes.

“Abang nyariin teteh, he said not long the same dady.” shafira who looked at Sigit timidly.

He was not as brave as Disa sitting next to Sigit and talking despite what they were talking about. See, they're that far away even though Sigit's blood is part of Shafira's heart beating fast. One another is too foreign unlike father and son.

And Kean, still worried about him even though he knew Sigit might not hurt him.

“Yes, we'll be out. Fira sat here and tried to talk to dady. Maybe he misses the same fira.” pulled Shafira's hand to sit next to him.

“Fira chat what's the same dady? Dady also did not understand what fira cincin.” looked at Sigit with doubt.

Disa just smiled then grabbed Shafira's hand to touch with Sigit's hand.

“Fira can say anything, even though the dady brain does not respond to anything, but still sure dady can feel the attention of the fira. Just try.” persuade Disa.

Shafira looked doubtful, she touched Sigit's hand and slowly grasped it. “Dady,” sheds with bated cries.

Disa rubbed Shafira's shoulder and tried to strengthen her. Although Shafira looks indifferent but she is sure, Shafira cares for her father.

“Enjoying time fira with dady previously only so hope. It's a good opportunity, talk a lot. Tell me everything you want to tell, even if you don't respond, at least listen. Something that for years fira wanted isn't it?”

Shafira just nodded. Instantly the shadow of the time he passed without Sigit revolved in his memory. It is true, all this time he never spoke with Sigit like a father and son. They were too foreign to each other and could only blame each other for the problems that occurred in this house.

Is this really a good opportunity?

"Dady," again Shafira called out to Sigit in a choked voice.

Disa smiled at the new effort Shafira started. Perhaps she should meet her anxious future husband and let Shafira have more time with Sigit. Consider it to reciprocate their time that they have not been through together for so long.

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