Marry The Heir
Passing a night full of questions

Lying weakly on the bed with puffy, puffy eyes.

Shafira could not sleep. His brain kept spinning thinking about what was going on between him and Reza, keeping him awake.

"Dec, where are you?"

"De, why don't you give me a call?"

"Dek, have a moment to pause, we need to talk." and many other messages Reza sent last night but none of Shafira responded. The phone call was ignored. For Shafira, ignoring Reza is the only way she can do it right now.

Last night, after Reza's place, he decided not to go straight home. He asks Malvin to take him away wherever he goes as long as he doesn't come home. He still wanted to calm himself down and spill all his anger. Moreover, he is not ready if he has to go home and get questions from home people when they see his condition.

Malvin takes her to a park with an artificial lake in front of them. Shafira stood on the edge of the lake leaning against the guardrail. His mind was blank and he was still crying over what had happened to him.

One by one the memories of him and Reza for 4 years revolved around his head. Like a broken tape that doesn't stop spinning. How Reza treats her sweetly, makes Shafira feel a priority and Reza who always protects Shafira from anything, put Reza as the only man who fills the memory in his brain with beautiful things.

“Dek, you should always be near me. Don't go far so I can always make sure you're okay.” Reza said one time.

Everything really happened. For 4 years, Reza took good care of her without feeling short of one. Reza can be an older sister, a fun story companion, a pair of fun duets and a playful pal who makes Shafira never feel lonely.

During his time in England, Shafira felt that everything Reza did was ordinary and meant nothing. But when they come home and Reza meets Ellen, slowly the sweet memories become a scary thing. Afraid that everything he's been through doesn't mean anything when he still wants Reza to be next to him.

Stupid, it should be when Reza says that he will be a good brother to her, Shafira's feelings and thoughts are only that without the need for other feelings. But Reza was too comfortable until when Reza moved away, the sense of loss was really felt.

Imagining Reza with Ellen, united in a feeling called love, makes Shafira's heart break. Is it true that Reza's attention has only been limited to the attention of an older brother? Why is it so special to think it's not something more?

“Fir,” sound Malvin disperse Shafira daydreams about Reza. The tears that soaked his face he wiped it with his arm.

“Drink first.” Pouring a bottle of mineral water at Shafira.

“Thanks vin,” shameful it feels to look ruined like this in the presence of Malvin.

Malvin was only nodding, looking at the serene glint of lake water ripples as he was exposed to the light of the lamp. He sipped a drink in his hand, his feelings also needed to calm down.

“Lo want to sit there?” bargain Malvin on the steps of the stairs that are not far from them.

“Hem.” Shafira agreed. Let Malvin walk first and he followed.

They sat on the stairs with a view of the lake water is calm but washed away. Behind his puffy eyes, Shafira's gaze looked blank. It feels like Malvin's heart is coming along. It feels right the disappointment that Shafira feels.

“Lo have not eaten, eat first.” He gave Shafira a packet of blueberry jam filling bread. As Malvin remembers this is Shafira's favorite jam.

“Thanks vin's. Sorry, I have made you also sluggish.” Take the bread that Malvin gave and try to open the plastic.

“Gue, help.” Malvin said when he saw Shafira's hand that was injured and trembling, difficulty opening the plastic bread.

“Gue sucks yes vin?” shafira asked as Malvin gave back his bread.

“Ngak. Hand lo again wound, reasonable power lo reduced because the focus of your energy now to the wound.” Malvin Sahut.

He bites his bread first while Shafira still looks at the bread in his hand. One small bite he took and back he sniffled. Malvin who sat next to him gave him a piece of tissue he bought at the minimarket and patted Shafira on the back slowly.

He did not look back one bit, letting Shafira cry without feeling pity.

As Shafira tearfully eats her bread. Sometimes he rubbed his tears with the back of his hand but like tears it was not going to stop dripping. Malvin did not budge in the slightest, faithfully accompanying Shafira until her feelings improved.

Last mouthful in Shafira's chew. Slowly her tears stopped. Eating while crying is unpleasant but filling the stomach when sad is quite helpful.

“Still vin, you don't miss me.” Shafira at the end. He looked at Malvin, who was now leaning on the body with the support of the hand he placed on the higher steps.

“Gue has promised you that I will take care of you tonight.” Timpal Malvin. Sipped back his drink to pass the bread in his throat to get into the stomach.

After quite filling his stomach, he took out something from within the nearby scraping pouch.

“Hand lo,” he reached out his hand asking for Shafira's injured hand.

Shafira gives Malvin her hand, placing it over Malvin's wider palm.

“Gue is fine.” Malvin notices a red wound that starts to have water bubbles. It must be hot and painful.

“Feelings may be fine, but this wound needs to be treated so as not to infection.” Malvin insisted.

He took the Nacl liquid he put on the gauze and then he compressed it on Shafira's wound for a while. Shafira slightly withdrew her hand as the coldness of the liquid made her wound feel sore. Malvin tries to hold Shafira's hand and continues to treat Shafira's wounds.

After compressing the wound for a while, he put anti-biotic ointment on the burn. Shafira grimaced in pain. Malvin turned his head for a moment, watching Shafira's grimacing face before returning to focus on her wound.

“Gue bandage used to fear the skin that swells it broke. But at home you open the bandages so that the chips dry.” It was Malvin who began to bandage Shafira's wounds with a thin gauze.

Shafira is watching Malvin from his place. “Sorry, it makes you bother. I know, I fucked up.” Lirih Shafira regretfully.

“But your feeling is better right?” malvin asked who finished treating Shafira's hand and placed it carefully over Shafira's thigh.

“Hem, much better.” Shafira watched her hand which had been bandaged neatly by Malvin.

The two fell silent again, looking at the night sky which was only decorated with a few stars.

“Gue humiliating yes vin?” shafira asked without looking at Malvin. He didn't even have the courage to look at Malvin who was worried about him.

“There is nothing shameful about a confession of our feelings. Yes at least, you are not a coward.” Entertain Malvin.

Shafira smiled at Malvin's reply. “Lo ever admit the feeling of liking someone not vin?” shafira asked. All this time it was unheard of for Malvin to approach a woman let alone confide in a girl.

“Currently you need more to listen to, not me.” A good way to avoid Malvin.

“Lo cunning. You know a lot about me, but I don't know anything about lo.” Shafira gave a hard dedication, making Malvin look at her and smile.

“Nothing interesting about me.” Answer Malvin briefly.

“My question is whether you ever like someone or not, not interesting or not story lo.” Shafira Protest.

Again Malvin just smiled, Shafira was always an opponent of debate that is difficult to beat.

“Gue is not as brave as lo, admit my feelings.” This time Malvin turned his head to Shafira, gulping down his drink in front of Shafira, as if his thirst was suddenly present when he saw a pair of red and puffy eyes looking at him questioningly.

“Secret admirer, you are not suitable for that. I'm honestly sure I won't be rejected, let alone disappointed as I am. Every girl who gets your attention, must be the luckiest girl.” Guess Shafira.

“Hahahaha. tok tau!” Malvin just laughed faintly. He got out of his place and stood up while holding his side. “It does not apply if the girl does not have the same feelings as me or she first likes other people.” Imbuh Malvin with a straight look ahead there. I don't know which point he noticed.

“Gue knows the girl?” Search Shafira.

Malvin just put his shoulder out. Once he turns his head, “Udah is too lazy, we go home.” Bring along.

He walked first in front of Shafira to his bike. Shafira was just stunned, is there really a stupid woman who rejected Malvin?

“Dek. Can I enter?” the sound of knocking on the door followed by the sound of Disa.

My eyes blinked and the daydream about Malvinpun is gone. “Tea input.” Shafira's voice sounded hoarse. He got up from his bed, choosing to sit leaning back while hugging a pillow.

Not long before the door opened. It was Disa who smiled greeting him with an anxious face that could not be hidden.

“Can you open the curtains? The sky today is bright.” Shafira's dark room and only in the bright lights sleeping in the corner of her room makes this spacious room feel stuffy. Auras of sadness and loneliness.

“Hem.” Legally, weakly.

Disa opens one by one the curtains of Shafira's room. Open the windows wide for fresh air to enter his room. The sun was already high enough and lighting up Shafira's room made the beautiful girl squint her eyes as the sunlight glared at her.

“Are you all right?” asked Disa, approaching her sister. His face was pale with both eyes.

He shook. “I injured tea.” He showed his bandaged hand to Disa with thin lips shaking with tears. I don't know why, even though he felt strong enough but when someone asked him news, the sadness came back.

“Sst... It’s okey.” He hugged his sister and hugged her tightly. Shafira no longer sobbed because her power had already drained overnight. This time it was just her tears.

It is known that the pain in Shafira's hand may not be much, but the crumbling feeling in her chest is enough to make her disintegrate.

“I made a big tea mistake, I ruined everything. I shouldn't have done anything stupid because of feelings I shouldn't have rasain.” Shafira's voice was stupefied, stifled.

“I should have been more able to restrain myself. No need to make trouble by saying everything in front of others.” Her baby, who hid her face in Disa's chest. What he said last night became a regret for Shafira. And only on Disa did he dare to admit it.

He rubbed Shafira's back gently. At this time Shafira just need to be listened to and accompanied so as not to feel alone.

“I'm a fool, because it interprets kak reza's attention as something special. Whereas since long ago, I was just a sister for him.” he continued.

Repeating one of Reza's messages, Shafira will always be her sister and she will always love him.

Either he must be sad or happy with the attentive messages that Reza still sends. He was ashamed of this misunderstanding. Maybe this is the reason Reza came to see him this morning and he refused. Until finally Reza chose to meet Kean and Disa.

“Fir,” lirih Disa. he slightly stretched his embrace then looked at Shafira who was bowed lethargic. In his arms one side of Shafira's face which he then gently rubbed.

“Can I talk?” trying to look into Shafira's red and watery eyes. The girl nodded slowly. In her face the smiling face of Disa, trying to strengthen her.

“Everyone can be touched by the attention given by others and it is not wrong. Even if that attention makes you feel comfortable and cared for by the person, until you feel you have fallen in love with everything he gives, it is very natural. We can never set our hearts in love with who and in what way.”

“Only, not all the things we give to others, must reply with the same. More is love.”

Shafira began to raise her face, staring at the clear netra of the brother.

“Why should this feeling exist now tea? At the time I just hope that kak reza is happy with the woman he loves. Why should I be among them?” Shafira squeezes Disa's hand, like it needs a grip to shoo her.

“Maybe because you just realized that you have been very comfortable with him. When you are apart, you only realize that there is less. There is a habit of someone near you. Habits are noticed. Habits are accompanied and habits are made a priority.”

Shafira. True that Disa said, the existence of Reza as a habit in his life. Reza paid attention that he never got from anyone.

“I should how now tea? I don't want to lose the feeling of being like this. I feel like I just lost something and I want to get it back. But on the other hand, I don't want to hurt anyone. I don't want to be someone who's not where I'm supposed to be.”

“I don't want to be a shadow in the relationship kak reza sama kak ellen. I don't want to be considered as evil as mamih. But I can't help this feeling. My chest is like to break when I remember the way kak reza looked up at kak ellen feeling, the gaze that I hope it was aimed at me.” Shafira is back. A circle of tears fell on his palm wrapped in bandages.

Seeing what happened to him, it was like seeing what Liana had experienced first. Great hope to be near the person he loves but at the same time, his existence should not exist. And this is very difficult for him.

“Fir,” Can tighten his grip on Shafira's other hand.

“You don't have to fight that feeling. Your desire not to enter into the relationship of kak reza and kak ellen, is a strong reason for you not to fall further.”

“You just need time to get used to it. Just as you are accustomed to the existence of kak reza for 4 years, you can also give your heart time to get used to it without kak reza. I know it's hard but continuing the feelings you shouldn't, will only make you sicker. I'm sure you'll be happier once you can come to terms with your own feelings and let go of the habit. Hem?” toilet Disa.

Shafira just bowed listlessly. His heart is still very turbulent. His mind was still very filled with all the memories of all of Reza's attention. But Disa was right, passing on the feelings she shouldn't would only make her sicker.

“Can I have tea?” lirih Shafira rubbed her tears violently.

“Can. You are a girl with a big heart. Teteh is very sure that you can definitely get used to the new situation. Without attention reza at once without feeling guilty to other women.” Resolute Disa cheering.

Shafira slowly nodded. Focusing too much on her feelings for Reza, Shafira forgets that she has a sister she can talk to. In His embrace tightly, he was very grateful because Disa was always there when she needed someone to strengthen her.

“Still tea.” Lirihnya.

“Sama-sama. Keep strong aunty fila..” the clap of spirit on Shafira's back was like an injection of new energy that Disa gave the younger brother.

The girl nodded, then let go of her embrace. After speaking with Disa, her feelings were much more relieved.

“By the way, who put the gini sweet bandage? In make knot ribbon all.” Cana turned her attention to the bandage that wrapped Shafira's hand.

“Malvin,” shafira who also looked at the bandage in his hand.

“Wah, she pinter also makes knot gini.” Temptation Disa.

“I also did not expect a rigid human like malvin can make a knot like this.” Shafira smiled faintly considering how Malvin treated her wound last night.

Isa is smiling. It seemed, little by little he could distract Shafira. Berdo’a course hopefully this sister can soon move from her pain.

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