Marry The Heir
Restore trust

"Sa," the trembling voice paused Disa's steps as she exited Sigit's room.

Arini, who was looking at the page with a deathly pale face was not as usual.

"Well, you sick?" Disa immediately approached Arini who she thought was not okay.

The woman shook her head.

"Can we talk for a second?"

Doubt he conveyed his point.Too embarrassed at the innocent girl who still had time to ask the news when she knew that Disa was not okay and confused at this time.

In Arini's room now they are. Sitting side by side on the sofa room, Arini grabbed Disa's hand which she then wiped and held.

"Your apologies," the heavy and hoarse voice came back, accompanied by a single tear drop dripping on the back of his hands.

"I'm sorry, because your selfish attitude has made your relationship and your kean go bad."

"You know, it's not this kind of situation you'd expect." Arini bowed lethargic with the hand of Disa that he held then he placed in his eyes. He cried, unable to continue his sentence.

And Disa, he chose to turn his face away. Letting her tears slip without needing to hold. Bad, yes of course the relationship with Kean is very bad. He has not been able to make peace with his own poor and annoying self at the same time.

Indeed, Arini's feelings were not out of whack when Shafira said that Disa heard her debate with Kean. Shafira even got angry and until now she did not want to talk to Arini. It is not imagined what Disa feels like when she hears everything.

“Tante know, it was just diem, not talking no cry let alone protest when he heard your debate. I could not bear to squirm his pale face in shock and confusion until I closed both ears so that he did not hear anything.”

"I'm fine fir." That's what he said in a trembling voice that I'm sure between wanting to cry and being angry.

“Once he looks at me and tries to smile when his eyes are already glazed.”

“Can aunty shadow the feeling of teteh at that time?”

“Why evil aunt same teteh?”

Shafira's tears were dripping down in front of Arini. He felt the tightness that Disa felt.

Still Arini remembered, Shafira was so easy to entertain when her mother left but when Disa was hurt, she was very happy,

“I think, you should just go and not have to think about us.” That sentence was spoken by Shafira stammeringly.

There is a deep pain that comes with the princess.

“Why is this evil aunt the same teteh?”

Again, that question Arini could not answer until now.

“Mamah, never intend to make you and kean forced to marry.” Arini's sentence continues despite being stingy mixed with tears.

“Niatan mama, mamah just want kean and you are together and happy. Just that sa, no other intention.”

“Mamah thinks he will get better when you are next to him but, mamah instead makes you both sick. Mom apologizes sa, mamah has hurt you even though you are very sincere in loving kean, mamah even papah though.”

“Kean is right, mamah does not even know his own son mamah.”

Arini again sobbed in front of Disa. He did not even dare to raise his head and look at the clear, watery and red eyes of his son-in-law.

His sigh deep, he could not bear to see Arini like this but he was unable to calm others down while himself was not calm enough. He turned his face for a while, trying to push away his tears so as not to keep dripping.

She knew Arini never meant to hurt her but what happened now was that she was really sick.

“Mah,” Disa opened her hoarse voice, making Arini increasingly feel the pain that Disa felt.

“Before I married aa, mamah once asked, do I love aa?”

“I replied yes. Yes, I love my husband very much.”

“If love why not agree to be together? That question also came to my mind before I convinced myself that I could live that lifelong bond with aa.”

“He said, love is a strong foundation for a relationship.”

“But it turns out that when love meets with disappointment, everything becomes cryptic and maybe it will just be a story that I was wrong for ever loving someone so deeply, he said, until I feel I will only be able to live happily with the people I love.”

“And now I'm gamang, do I still have love or just a story. Because it turns out, I'm not as sincere as loving you guys.”

Again, Disa rubbed the rough tears that came back dripping.

“I still really hope you guys do the same to me. Love me and repay my love equally. Though it should be, I do not force everyone to reciprocate my feelings, enough I love you guys.”

“Mah, disa lost footing. Can't know what's standing in the right place or should it never be here?” Disa asked Arini, making the woman's cry even more broken.

He hiccupped and continued to hold onto Hisa's hand while kissing her.

“Pardon mamah sa, sorry because mamah has let you down.” That's all Arini can say right now. He is truly very sorry.

“Never let me down. No mama or aa.”

“I am disappointed in my own expectations that I have built up solidly."

"I think loving each other means accepting each other's flaws, respecting each other, respecting each other and looking after each other. But it doesn't seem to be. Not all must be reciprocated the same as what we do.” His voice sounded soft, trying to understand his own conclusion.

He stared at a point in front of him. The point that diverted his mind from Arini's regretful cries.

If only he could turn back the clock, would he not have chosen to accept Kean even though the desire to be on the side of his loved ones was so great?

Or else he would choose to stay with Kean?

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“Good sir.” Agnes who had pursed her lips.

I don't know how much duty Kean gave to his secretaries today. Starting from asking to contact prospective partners, asking for audit data, preparing meetings with management to ask for important files for him to check, at the switch to the secretaries. Not once he called Roy who usually in one hour can enter the room Kean 4 to 5 times.

Roy was able to conclude that his young master was really angry and did not believe him anymore.

“Mas roy, how is it? Help dong...” whine Agnes who brought the file into Roy's room.

“Yes already, you just love to the room young master. What's hard?” Roy pretends to be busy with his computer.

“Ngak ah! I'll have to rage again if I get it wrong. Just now my file was thrown until it fell apart and now it has to be re-volved. Later how many files should I re-volume try?” agnes' guts instantly shrieked as she recalled Kean's anger.

Kean's anger didn't explode. Last Kean was angry in a high voice was when he came to Roy's room and now his anger Kean was silent. He showed more of his anger with his attitude. Ignoring and giving short commands with a strong emphasis on the sentences. Or occasionally throw a report that he thinks is not as he wants.

Roy can understand that, Kean is very angry because of his behavior.

“Nes, if we work wrong, yes it's natural we get angry. Young master is indeed hard and cold, we must get used to.” Roy reminded Agnes while reminding himself.

“Yes but not as fierce as mas roy right?”

“Partially why the hell mas roy on the table mulu? Bosen I saw.”

“Dimarahin young master also yes?” Agnes tried to stare at Roy who had previously continued to avoid eye contact with him.

“Sok knows you! Sana love the file before you get amuk again.” Kalah Roy tried to calm down.

“No! It was roy who was grateful. Look at the door of the room I was already nervous let alone enter the room again. Could die standing me up. Please mas roy, help me, hem.” Agnes begged Roy by holding her hands together in front of her lowered head.

Roy could only sigh deeply, trying to understand the woman before him. Half-day Agnes has been a lot of angry Kean, maybe he should try to improve things with his young master so that the problem does not get protracted.

He took the file from the table and slightly tapped it on Agnes's arm. “You should learn more professional nes!” grunted annoyed.

“Iya mas roy, I will study harder. But not now, I'm going to wash my face first. Dizziness this head, my heart is also tense.” Still had time Agnes chimed in and made Roy shake his head in no out of thought.

Trying to neutralize his feelings and thoughts, several times Roy sighed deeply before the door of Kean's room. Had to knock it first or just go straight in like Roy usually still thinks.

If he entered as usual, would Kean throw him with something and tell him to come out again?

Argha! This is the mind of the person who feels wrong. This is how wrong people who lack in the integrity of their work. Although the problem only helped his mistress insist on asking for a CD from the hotel, for Kean still this is a betrayal of his trust. And Roy is well aware of that.

Finally, after feeling confident that he could face anything, Roy decided to enter Kean's room as usual.

He nodded respectfully when he was already inside Kean's room.

“Excuse me sir, this is the file you requested.” He walked over to Kean, put the file in front of Kean and looked at him regretfully.

His young master was trying very hard. Not only for his mountainous work but also for dealing with his complicated personal problems.

“Master, can I help you?” roy offered help first. He knew, his young master was a conceptual person, he did not like the trivial but much work like this.

“Do I still have to give my trust to you?” asked Kean without taking his eyes off the file he was scribbling if it did not fit his wishes.

Roy again sighed deeply, trying to understand Kean's anger. Trust is expensive and it has damaged Kean's trust all along. Fixing it won't be easy.

“I apologize sir, for what I have done behind the master. I never intended to betray the trust of sir.”

“I'm just trying to help the big lady there's no intention whatsoever.” Roy said seriously.

Kean, who was checking the files, stopped his work for a moment.

“Can you make me believe that you have no other intentions?” he asked while playing the pen in his hand. Like Roy's answer will determine his life and death.

“The best I can do for this company sir.” Roy was sure.

Kean smiled faintly and looked at Roy sharply.

“You know roy, you made me think that the person who is serious about a sycophant is pretty much the same. What is different is only the result of his actions.” The cynical sentence slid freely from Kean's mouth and Roy could take it.

“I'm sorry sir.” Again, Roy bowed before Kean. He was truly sorry for doing this stupidity.

“Urus subsidiary in jogja for the next 3 days and make sure everything is finished.” Reassert Kean to check the file.

It's like Kean's way of seeing if he can trust Roy again or not.

“Good sir!” sahut Roy with passion.

“I will leave as soon as sir. I will also report any progress to you.”

His originally dim eyes were now excited again. His hands clenched in front of Kean, expressing his joy at getting a chance to take back Kean's trust.

“Then, why is it still here?” kean asked when he saw Roy who was still staring.

“Oh, good sir.” He realized why he was not hurrying.

“Master can still give me orders if master needs them. Take care of your health as long as I go. I'm sorry sir, good afternoon.” Cerocos Roy before leaving.

Kean was just in his place. It was great that the man was given a job, as he had given back Roy's life that he had previously taken.

A few moments Kean looked at the door of his newly closed room. He realized that trust is expensive and not everyone can get a chance to return to show that he can be trusted.

Then, did he also have a chance to make Disa believe that he never intended to demean his wife?

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