Marry The Heir
Sundays

“Goceries timeeee...” exclaimed Tina when she arrived at a large super market with a very complete variety of goods without the need to find it difficult for them to find.

Disa was agape at the magnitude of the shopping arena that spoils the eye. He had entered a supermarket but never been to a supermarket this big.

The place is very spacious, not too crowded and dominated by people who dress casually but branded.

Usually, people whose money is thick indeed look more cool in terms of appearance but if we find out the price of flip-flops, it may be more expensive than the salary received by Disa in a month.

“You've brought the notes, right?” tina's voice ripped apart Disa's reverie that was still riveted.

“Hah, yes udah.” still surprised.

“Udahan dong terpesonaanya, you will often to the place of kayak gini.” Tina rubbed Disa's face to resuscitate her friend.

“Kak tina kayaknya already common to place kayak gini?” still with his amazement.

Took 1 large trolley and gave it to Disa, while he took another trolley. Is readily accepted it.

“Iya, we often shop like gini.” Start pushing the trolley towards the vegetable and meat area. “In addition to the shopping hobby, the big ladies and gentlemen also have a party. What's soon the birthday of the big master, there will definitely be a big event at home.”

While explaining, Tina was engrossed in taking one by one the items she had to buy. He was indeed the longest working with Kinar, so he was very familiar with what he had to buy without requiring a record like Disa.

“What is a big event like that is often held at home? Not that rich people usually do not show at star hotels?” Disa started following in Tina's footsteps, picking up things as she pleased without caring about the price issue.

“Iya, in hotels also often. But if the purpose is to meet the closest people, the big master prefers to stay at home. Maybe let the effect is more family man time yes.”

“Looks like the big lord does love his family. It is called family man.”

“Sok knows!" poking Disa's nose with her index finger. "You don't know why the young master came out of such a big house?”

Disa scrunched her forehead as Tina's sentence made her start to get curious.

Looking at Disa's gaze, it seemed like Tina could guess what the youngest servant before her was thinking.

“In comparison with his parents, the young master more deket same bu kinar. They can chat for hours in the room of young master but I gag ever see young master ngeteh together with the master and big lady.”

“Kok can?” Disa's getting curious.

Tina slicked her shoulder. “You know the term old building?” Tina asked instead.

“Dangdut song?”

“Hahhahahaha not disa.” Tina poked Disa's cheek in agitation. The one in the pinch only shriveled and rubbed his cheeks that were definitely flushed.

“That's a term for a big house.” paused his sentence by taking an onion that he put in plastic and then he weighed. “Big, sturdy, like a castle but like no life.” continued Tina with a dramatic expression.

“Se deserted it?”

Tina nodded for sure. “They are in the same place and at the same time but never there for each other.” Tina with her sad expression.

Disa was fixated for a moment digesting Tina's sentence. Looks like this senior is more suitable to be a psychologist than a servant.

“I've been to psychology but only 2 semesters. Just like you, break up in the middle of the road.”

His mouth is rounded to form the letter O without sound. The catch is right, Tina is special.

“I think, I gag will meet with people of the same fate as me, it turns out that God brought us to realize that I gag alone feel the disappointment.” Tina's thin smile this time made Disa feel her sadness.

They must both bury their dreams and be locked behind the uniform they wear. Lucky Disa met with positive-minded people like Tina and her friends.

“Dih, how come? Talk about me makjleb ya?” Tina nudged Disa's arm intentionally.

Disa smiled faintly, just as quickly as her friend's facial water turned silly just to cheer her up.

“Byeah! Don't look anymore. We must enjoy this rare moment of money.”

“Suppose we are Korean idols who are again filming in kayak gini clothes. We enjoy our role after that, we go home with a negligee again and occasionally wear a sexy dress, hem?!” Tina with her crazy idea.

“Hayuk!!!” Disa confronts with no less spirit. Yeah, let's just say they're role-playing, one part of their life journey.

They again continue to move forward with so animating like Korean idol Tina thought. Shopping should be this fun. Sometimes they still laugh and talk casually.

“Kak, once I want the consul over thinking dong problem,” the sound of Disa is heard in the distance.

“Bby, I'll learn first. For you, there is a free session.”

They both chuckle. Let the day go by with a little more fun.

******

Sunday night is always a day to look forward to for many people, especially young people. Shafira, standing in front of the mirror and matching the clothes she will use to her party with her friends.

“There is a dress code gag?” ask Shafira in her group chat.

“Gag no, dress as you like lo.” reply Nara.

Shafira again threw her phone and turned to look at the clothes held by the twelve servants. He looked at her one by one and his forehead looked wrinkled.

“According to you guys which clothes I wear to hang out with my friends?” The confused Shafira chose to ask her servants.

“Em, maybe this one is miss. Miss white skin, fit to wear pink color.” Tina shows a pink mini dress to Shafira.

“Lo think I PL? I'm the consumer, where there's a shirt! Basic tastes babu.” cynical Shafira roughly makes Tina inching.

He glanced at his friends who started to go pale.

“You can gag anyway miliihin classy and sweet clothes for me? Don't be so tacky!” Shafira rests her body on the edge of the bed with her face bent and arms crossed in front of her chest. He also saw the clock on the wall of his room, 10 minutes later he had to leave.

“There's gag?!” it was his bluff that made them quite surprised.

“Sorry miss, maybe the lady can use this skirt, combined with a black T-shirt and sneaker. For her handbag lady can use this sling bag.” Disa showed Shafira some things.

Shafira stared at Disa sharply. It seems he is considering. “Ya already! Out you guys, except you.” Shafira took the skirt from Wita's hand and kept staring at Disa whom she asked to keep in place.

“Good miss.” say they are together.

Shafira started wearing her clothes. “Follow my hair in a suitable style.” gives black hair tie on Disa.

“Good miss.” take a comb and start approaching Shafira.

“Like this miss?” Disa stared at the reflection of Shafira's face in the mirror.

“You can too!” puji Shafira's. Disa only smiled faintly hearing the expensive praise from her young miss. “What's your name?” Shafira returned Disa's gaze in the mirror.

“Can, miss.” slightly nodded politely.

“Hem. This house had too many servants and changed frequently. I have trouble memorizing your name.” I got while polishing his lips with lip tint.

He just smiles without chiming in.

“Finely miss brought this bomber jacket, worried to go home at night.” Disa gives a jacket made from jeans to Shafira.

“Yes, it looks like I'm going home. I'll party with my friends.” Shafira looks very enthusiastic.

“Have fun, miss. Take care of yourself miss.” said Disa sincerely.

Shafira looked at Disa who was behind her. He smiled faintly at the last sentence of Disa. But all this time there was no one to remind him to take good care of himself.

“You also find a friend for a date. I'm sure you can also get a fun date.” Shafira suddenly sounds sweet.

“Iya miss, I will date my work.”  He blushed to hear his own words.

“Candaan lo funny too!” timpal Shafira who chuckles.

Just this time Disa heard the crisp sound of her young miss.

****

Finished with the affairs of her young miss, Disa immediately went down and headed for her room. He picked up his thick jacket and wore a sneaker to wrap his legs. He must immediately go to the house of his young master who is overtime in the office. He was worried that his dinner was not ready yet while his young master went home.

“Can, hp you!” tina from the kitchen.

“Jeez, almost forgot!” Disa stopped her steps and turned to run towards Tina. “Still brother.” picked up the flat object in Tina's hand quickly, then ran back towards the backyard.

“You be careful sa, do not speed.” shouted Tina who was rewarded with a shot by Kinar. “Sorry mom, out of control.” he added while closing his mouth tightly.

The one being asked for an apology was just a whimper.

Disa returns to drive her bike to the streets.His feet quickly pedal the bicycle pedal. A few small alleys he passed by to speed him towards the young master's house. On the way he tried to think about what food he would cook for his young master later.

“Tumis tofu same chickpeas quail, fried chicken flour same corn paste. Nice to use sambal, but young master likes gag ya eat sambal?” muttered Disa in between her paddles. "Try it first." he added.

Arriving at the gate of his young master's house, Disa immediately entered and only threw a smile at the Revelation on duty. I don't know what that mustachioed man said, which isn't very clear. He just wanted to get there and cook.

Park his bike and take off his sneaker and change into house slippers. Disa opened the door quickly and headed straight for the dining table. His cooking this afternoon seemed to be eaten by his young master and was enough to make Disa eager to cook dinner.

There was still an hour left for him to prepare dinner before his young master came home. Feels like cooking in a master chef's kitchen, Disa's hands move quickly. Sometimes he seemed pensive to imagine a taste he could not taste.

“Hopefully delicious.” he said while closing his pan with a glass lid to ripen evenly.

This time it was his turn to prepare flour to smear the chicken fillet that he had prepared this morning. Season it and give it a little water so that the flour sticks perfectly. The frying pan began to reflect a little smoke and the oil was hot. Disa began to fry and the smell of food scented more and more.

“From the smell is really good.” entertains himself from the feeling of uncertainty.

He tried to make sambal, not too much because maybe his young master did not like it. The cookbook given by Kinar is not so used. His young master did not eat a single menu he had created based on the book.

Even home cooking that seemed liked by his employer.

Check the sambal material to half smooth and leave chili and tomato pieces that are still a bit rough. Usually this is very good especially when doused with hot oil. Waw and sure enough, the smoke gives a fragrant aroma that makes the stomach pucukan loud.

“Cock me the laper yes.” Can rub his own stomach. He wanted to taste his own food but what would happen if his young master knew. Maybe he will be fired immediately.

The final stage is plating. He put food on beautiful plates. Give her a little garrison to make it look attractive and Voila, the cooking is done.

Good taste with a beautiful look. Berdo’a alone may his employer enjoy his dinner.

In silence, there was the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs. Disa with a face that turned tense immediately put her plate on the dining table.

“Jeez, is anyone home?” Disa immediately took a broom and took shelter behind the wall.

His heart was pounding very fast, guessing who the person who came down from the 2nd floor was. He took the time to check his phone and there was no message that his young master would go home sooner. His mind is getting less and less. Maybe there was a thief who entered the house and made Kinar ask with a slightly strange question a few days ago.

While on the last step of the stairs, Disa saw a big foot that came down and stopped for a while. Disa swallowed her saliva violently trying to brave herself with the rest of the guts that almost finished shrinking. He immediately ran and smashed his broom into the body of the man.

“You what are you huh? Why in the house of my young master hah?” yell Disa.

He kept hitting the handle of his broom on the man until he took a few steps back.

“AW hurts! Hey sick!” a huge sound that made Disa's hand tremble.

He slightly moved away from the man and timidly raised his face to see the face of the man before him.

The man in a short knee-length cream t-shirt, wearing a white T-shirt with an LA cap, looked at Disa with barking eyes.

“Still want to hit?!” the man shouted while pulling the broom in His hand firmly. Uncontrolled, Disa also interested and hit a tall body that also fell, fell.

In a few moments Disa fell on the body of a man who was none other than Kean. Luckily there was a sofa where Kean landed his body.

Can sniff the fragrance of the clothes that Kean wears and he knows the fragrance. The fragrance from the fragrance he used to accompany his young master's clothes. It seems he also began to recognize the clothes and pants worn by Kean.

Disa raised her face making the eyes of both of them look at a very close distance. Waving her eyes several times tried to resuscitate herself from the look of the eye that felt paralyzing her.

That's right Nina said, her young master is very handsome. Asian face with nose bangir. White for men size. His eyebrows are thick, his jaw is sturdy and grows fine hair, and his lips are said Nina Kiss-able.

Can swallow his saliva violently, he was trying to control himself and his heart that jumped either because of shock or something.

“APA?!” yelled Kean who made Disa jerk.

Disa immediately got up and stood up with her face down. It seems like he is starting to realize what is happening right now.

*****