Marry The Heir
One step closer

“One step closer.” Bisik Mila when it was James's turn to sign a cooperation contract for the production of clothing that can be designed.

Is only a thin smile. For a few moments his heart was pounding with the gratitude he kept saying in his heart.

Until now, he still does not believe that he really reached this stage. Where the clothes he designs will be in production in a large way meet the demand of consumers who are willing to wait by following the pre order.

“Alhamdulillah.” murmured Disa who can still hear Mila and make the fat woman smile happily.

The signature has been dissolved, the pen was put in place. James stretched out his hand to shake Disa's hand, “May our cooperation go well.” His word.

“Thank you. I was expecting the same.” Can reply to James' hand post for a while.

Just a few seconds their hands met and Disa immediately let go. She realized her husband was watching her. Do not let the fangs and horns hunt appear.

“Thank you Mr. Kean, for your trust choose us as a partner of the boutique miss paradisa.” James extended his hand to Kean.

“Sure. I hope we can establish professional cooperation and in the long term.” Affirm one word in the middle of the sentence. He still did not like to see the way James smiled and looked at Disa like he was fascinated by his wife. So the word professional became a satire that he gave James.

“I hope so. Well, can I get a chance to invite you both to dinner?” james tried to be friendly.

“By pleasure. You can convey when the time is on our assistant, we are willing to attend.” Glanced at Roy who was standing behind him.

James smiled broadly, slightly disappointed. It turns out that Kean really separates professional relationships with personal life. It is true that his confidants say that Kean is a closed person about his personal problems. Like this is a habit that is done hereditary by the Hardjoyo family.

“Good, I will inform you later. Thank you.” Firm James.

“Oh yes, tomorrow we will start production. If you are pleased, miss Paradisa can come to the factory to see our production process.” His view turned to Disa.

“Sure, I'll take the time to stop by the factory. My husband and I are also very curious about the production process.” His reply sounded diplomatic and broke James' hopes of meeting with Disa personally.

Kean nodded in agreement. He approached Disa, deliberately wrapping one hand around Disa's waist. As if to confirm that this woman is his.

“We will definitely stop by. But for now, we have to excuse us first. You can contact our assistant if there are other important things.” Timpal Kean's.

James understood.

Feeling finished with his business, Kean and Disa left, leaving James still glued to the backs of the couple who walked away holding hands. His lips gave a smile considering how Kean made him have no chance to get close to his wife who was so attractive he thought.

Yes, maybe he does not need to think of further ways to get closer to Disa because what he will face later is a Hardjoyo.

Towards the boutique by separate car. Kean took Disa in his car, while the two assistants in different cars.

“You are very fond of darling.” Kean watched his wife who did not stop smiling, looking very happy.

“Banget. It's like dream come true. No, I never even dreamed of being at this stage.” Disa said with sparkling eyes.

“There are many yes, aa already give this much trust just like me. I really don't know what to say.” Disa continued once and then kissed her husband's hand which she held tightly.

“Sama-sama darling. I was quite surprised because you learned so quickly. And your blazing spirit makes me believe that you deserve to be in the position you are in. Waw! you're so amazing.” Kean praised back.

He still remembered how hard Disa's efforts to understand the contents of the contract he made with his partner. How to negotiate and how to speak firmly in the presence of business partners. Kean is a good teacher. He is not stingy to teach his wife how to do business. Although the process is passed by a lot of hard thinking and serious but honest, conditions like this are getting closer to both.

It turns out that two people who love each other can not only work together in their family life but also in terms of business.

Kean invited Disa to the tos and Disa happily replied to him. The euphoria ended in Disa who then fell silent in her place while looking at the crowded streets in front of her. Kean rubbed his wife's head gently, slightly shuffling her hair furiously making Disa chuckle.

Disa pulled one hand Kean, grasped and then held it. “I hold one hand aa kayak gini, do not disturb aa nyetir right?” disa asked, looking for a moment at her husband's handsome face that looks radiant.

“Ngak. While acknowledging other things can also be.” Flipping his hand and squeezing something made Disa hold her hand firmly.

“Ish! Aa really fun!” dissa protest.

“After you hooked really, deliberately naro my hand in your stomach gini. There are many areas I can reach.” Reply Kean who laughed. It took a while to see his wife's blushing face.

“Kan means want handrails continue the same aa. Hands up, not the others!” Disa confirmed with her rounded eyes.

“Hahahaha.. Iya-iyaa... But later tonight can hold the other right?” kean Goda.

“Tumben request permission. Usually also directly grap, aja.”

“Yes this is your body, you have the right to refuse if you are uncomfortable. Anyway, I always ask permission. You're the one who didn't realize.” This young master was starting to not want to lose.

“Hem, ask for permission? When's? I never felt like I asked permission first deh.”

“You like that amnesia. If I'm here, that means asking for permission. Well if your face has started red-red gemesin how it is, it means you have given permission. It's called intimate language. Needless to say but we understand each other.” Kean could have reasoned.

“I just heard ya intimate language? If I love language I've ever heard of.” He began to think hard.

“Masa anyway? Open the dictionary again. Missed read time.” So anxious to see Disa who was seriously thinking about her joke. Looks like his snoring worked.

“Emang yes?” Lisa asked back.

Kean nodded confidently with a forward focused look and occasionally glanced at Disa. There was a pleasure in itself as he managed to prank Disa.

“By the way a, we have not reported the same papah if our cooperation already deal.” It was so remembered on his promise to inform Sigit about this cooperation process. He took his cell phone from the bag and searched Sigit's name.

“Udah, later only dear. Lagian papah also already sure if we will get a good partner. It's time for both of us. No phone between us.” He took the phone from His hand and put it in his pocket.

“Yaa aa, I would like to spend my cepet ngabarin papah.” Disa grumbled in annoyance.

“Let's be at the boutique. I again want to enjoy this journey with you.” Pinta Kean solemnly.

“Good.” Submissive too. He wrapped his hand around Kean's arm and rested his head on Kean's sturdy arm.

“I'm a happy, very happy. Thanks baby, I gave you the perfect life.” Kean's cheeks were short but soulful. Then put his head back against Kean's arm.

“I'm also happy sa.” He returned to the head of Disa. “As long as you and naka are there, everything feels perfect. Especially if added his sister naka.” Imbuh carefully.

Hearing Kean's final sentence, Disa smiled faintly. “I consider.” Legally.

Yes, indeed he should consider giving Naka a sister.

*****

Intentions give a surprise, it turns out that even Disa and Kean are surprised.

“Mamaaa!!” exclaimed Naka who ran over to Disa when he saw his mother get off the car.

“Baby...” reply Disa who spread her hands welcome Naka. In his embrace Naka tightly and he squid until satisfied.

“I miss you mom..” weep the little boy.

“Miss you more baby.” It is not usual for Naka to express his feelings first. His personality, which resembled Kean, was not good at expressing feelings making this kind of thing sound expensive.

“What about papa, don’t you miss me?” Kean won't lose. He hugged Disa and Naka, then kissed her alternately.

“Just a little.” She is with an adorable expression.

“Ooww I’m so jealous.” Kean carried Naka's body and lifted him into the air.

“Hahhaaha.. Papa!!” Naka laughed out loud. His heart rippled, scared but exciting.

Disa laughs at the behavior of this child and her husband.

Kean held Naka on his shoulders. “Get ready captain! The plane will be taking off soon! Siiuuwww.” Kean took Naka running while stretching out his arms. It was as if Naka was flying over his shoulders.

“Hahahaha... Faster papa!” exclaimed the excited Naka. Instead of being afraid, Naka was even very enthusiastic about playing like this with Kean. Adrenaline's like a race.

Kean was engrossed in bringing Naka to run there Kemari made his favorite son laugh out loud. He looked at her from her place while laughing. This simple thing will be an expensive memory for his family later.

Letting Kean and Naka play, Disa approached Sigit and Arini who were waiting for him.

“Mah, pah.” salim on Arini and Sigit.

“Where's the show, smoothly?” Sigit was very curious about the news that Disa brought.

“Alhamdulillah. We have agreed and will start production tomorrow.” Said Disa with sparkling eyes.

“Wah, congratulations ya sa... Mamah join seneng.” Arini embraced Disa tightly.

“Makasih mah. This is also thanks to the support and do’a of mamah papah. I'm the one who should be thanking you.” Disa let go of her embrace, looking at Arini with great affection.

Arini rubbed Disa's cheeks gently and her unceasing smile spread.

“So, you use that name as your brand?” ask Sigit.

“Iya pah's. I also made a logo. I'll show you to papah.”

Sigit is proud of the progress achieved by Disa.

“Oh yes mah, by the way which fira? He's not coming?” so remember his sister who was sad because of a broken heart.

“Ikut. He said he wanted to wait in your room.”

“Oh. Yeah, well, look back. Mama same papah let's go in, later on make a fresh drink.”

“You first. Papah still wants to see naka.” Staring at the engrossed Naka rolling on the grass with Kean.

“Yes already, later brought here ya drinknya. Can stay first.”

Arini and Sigit compactly nodded.

A few drinks were made by Disa. The probiotic combination drink with lychee syrup is currently in the moment because it tastes fresh suitable to drink in the hot afternoon like now. Disa gave him a few pieces of ice cubes to add to the cold sensation.

4 Glasses he serves for those who are outside and two glasses for him and Shafira.

In Disa's room, Shafira looks serious with her laptop. “Dek,” call Disa.

“Teh,” the girl was surprised, trying to smile even though she could not eliminate her sadness.

“Again busy?” put a glass of drink near Shafira and then sit in the tapping chair.

“Ngak. I nitip some files yes on the laptop teteh. I'm hitching my phone again.” Unmistakably.

“Di reset? Why anyway? Hp ade broken?” Could be curious.

“Em. It's just that I want to remove a lot of things from this phone. Especially the things that remind me of reza.”

There was a deep sigh that Shafira took and exhaled slowly. It was as if he was casting out the gloom from his heart.

Disa understood. One way to move on from someone is to remove things that can remind us of the person. Whether it's a photo togetherness, messages sent or something else that is emotional.

“Teteh agrees if fira deletes everything that reminds you of kak reza. One thing you should keep in mind, you may be able to delete the photo, ignore the message or delete the phone number. But, erasing all the memories in our mind, that's the hardest part.” Can's sentence sounds serious.

“But believe me, nothing is impossible if fira already intends to move on. It's just that, teteh suggest not to be too hard on yourself, forcing your brain to forget about kak reza. Because usually it will make the fira more remember the same kak reza.”

“Let that memory remain. All the fira needs to do now is, consider all those memories as commonplace.” Bright Disa with a look on her sister.

Shafira gasped at hearing Disa's speech. True, some days he tried to forget Reza but every time he tried to forget it, Reza's shadow even more real. His smile, his way of speaking even sometimes the voice of Reza roared in his ears. He was desperate and wanted to give up.

“I must how is tea? I don't want to remember reza.” Shafira brushed her hair in frustration. Really, he has been very trying.

“Ang that as a regular thing.”

“Fira has a brother, yes although brother rarely news of fira, ngingetin fira eat, but consider the message like a fira received from brother. Without the need for fira think about how kak reza expression when sending it or what kak reza means to ask.”

“Fira just needs to remember that the message was sent just to ask because he cares about the same fira as a sister, not anything else. Or in short, do not involve the feeling too deep.”

“Pelan-pelan aja, teteh sure fira will make it as a normal thing and do not make fira baper.” Disa Futur.

What he said, was what he did as he tried to forget Reza. Admittedly, Reza is a sweetboy. It is natural that the woman who gets his attention feels lulled by his special treatment, as well as Shafira. But, he must awaken Shafira to the reality that Reza has never had more feelings than to think of her as a sister. So Shafira had to do the same. Doesn't consider Reza more than an older sister.

Shafira was stunned, staring at the thousands of messages she was deleting. It's only about 52% and it still takes up to 18 minutes for everything about Reza to disappear from her phone.

He thought, maybe he could recall all about Reza for 18 minutes as a form of separation. Train his feelings to not get carried away and consider everything as a matter of course.

Yeah, the usual thing.

*****