Marry The Heir
Resolving misunderstandings

It took nearly a month until Shafira dared to take firm steps to resolve her problem. The problem occurred due to a misunderstanding of Reza's attention all along.

Yes, this problem must be solved. Whether you like it or not, whether it will end well or badly, obviously this problem should not drag on and make his mood more volatile. Not only is her heart uncertain but there are other women who may be hesitating and hurt.

At a cafe near the university, he decided to meet Ellen. Women who according to Shafira must have had the most impact on the problems that occur at this time.

“You drink what fir?” ask Ellen to the beautiful girl who looks awkward.

“I am galao aja,” order Shafira.

Ellen smiled, until the coffee-based drink was exactly the same as Reza once said as Shafira's favorite type of drink.

He said the drink is often consumed by Shafira as a friend when he has a task to make music or just practice. Ellen must admit that Reza really knows Shafira to her small habits.

“I just strawberry juice. No sugar.” Ellen's Message. Re-closing the menu book and giving it to waitress.

“Good brother, in wait a minute.” The young servant who passed.

After the waiter's death, the two returned. Confused to start their conversation from which point.

“I,”

“I,”

Say both at the same time. Both of them were compactly smiling, it turns out that each was trying to think of a sentence to melt the atmosphere.

“Kak ellen first.” Tawar Shafira's.

Ellen just smiled. “Because I'm older?” say it with a thin smile.

“Ya, just think of it like that.” Shafira smiled.

“Hahahhaa..” they compact laugh lightly.

“How are your hands?” Ellen started her sentence. Staring fixedly at the shafira who was trying to relax.

“I’m good.” Sure enough. He felt better, not his hands but his feelings.

“It turns out fireworks are not suitable to be played by someone who is still childish.” The baby, smile knot.

“I’m so sorry fir.” Ellen with her guilt.

“No, this is no one's fault. The problem is in my focus, but now, I’m better.” Shafira tried as calmly as possible.

Ellen nodded softly, Shafira is indeed much different. His manner of speaking and manner of acting were much calmer than the first time they met.

“I’m sorry kak,” sentence hanging it said Shafira while staring fixed Ellen. “Udah made kak ellen feel uncomfortable with my attitude the other day.” Continue with full determination.

“I am still a child and make trouble for kak ellen and kak reza.” He smiled faintly, seen his fingers gripping each other and twisting dampen nervousness.

“I’m wrong, because it thinks that every form of attention is love. Yaps, stupid me.” Shoving his shoulders relaxed. This is what Shafira managed to conclude after thinking long enough and he was able to accept it.

“NO.. No fir.” Ellen grabs Shafira's hand and holds it.

“I am guilty of taking something that has been yours.” Ellen continued with her guilt.

When Shafira leaves with her anger, she realizes that she has taken something very big from Shafira. Yeah, the hope is that Reza will stay by his side.

“Owns me? Nope! Reza's sister was never mine. He’s free. It’s just, let’s say, misunderstanding.” Shafira tried to explain.

“Since the beginning he was good. Never tried better. It's just me who perceives that every good thing has more intentions, but actually not.”

“Any kindness kak reza, kak reza attention since the beginning is always the same. He always be as my big guy. It's just that I'm made comfortable by my own thoughts and feelings. That’s all.” firmly Shafira.

Ellen was stunned to hear Shafira's words. The sentence spoken with full awareness was even very disappointed. That feeling was also what Ellen had felt when she was the third person who was the reason Disa rejected Reza, first.

The young girl who said Reza was spoiled and childish had changed a lot. Shafira has become a woman who is mature enough to be the size of a woman her age.

“And sister Ellen, has always been the woman she spoke of so heartily. That's what makes us different.” Shafira's sentence this time sounded like an affirmation of her misunderstanding all along.

“Fir,” despite trying on the tepis, the guilt was in Ellen's heart.

“I mean. Ellen's sister should know, how was kak reza telling her about kak ellen. Full of admiration, full of love until I feel I have seen a perfect woman version of him who should be the only woman in love with reza. He’s lucky to meet you brother. He really loves you. So please, forgive me and forgive him.”

They fell silent again, paused by the arrival of the drink they ordered. Each began tasting his drink, calming their feelings that needed to be controlled.

“Fir, my problem with reza is not because of you. It's purely from my trust. Me,”

I don't know what Ellen should explain. What is clear is that Reza's attitude towards any woman is always the same. Attentive and excessive to just be understood as something good.

“But, I make you worry.” Typhoon Shafira.

The two looked at each other trying to understand each other's conversation.

“I won't judge what sister ellen feels but let me straighten my feelings. He only love you. And me, I was wrong to assume that all attention is a form of love, as I said in the beginning.”

“Kak ellen was hesitant because she probably thought there would be enough women who felt the same way as me when I was near reza's sister. Maybe It’s true, but it’s not my concern. What should kak ellen know, kak reza's attention is with me, not because he loves. It’s just care. Although it may occur in other women, but please believe him. You still the one.”

“Women who make Kak reza think that he should be a more responsible man. It is the reason that the woman is there to protect and the woman who is always in her heart. It’s you, just you. Not me.” Shafira.

He returned to drink his drink. Feeling when the soft foam in his coffee feels soft through his throat leaves a sweet taste on the tongue. It turned out to be this calm his feelings after admitting what he should have realized from the beginning.

Hard times to say what was on his mind had passed. No, it's a hard time to realize what he's feeling and shouldn't be keeping.

“See you.” The base while moving from its place and embraced Ellen.

For him, everything is done. What he had to say, he said everything. Ellen's problem with Reza's mind, she just needs to give Ellen some time to think about it.

And for some reason, his steps felt so light. Right what Kean said, “Lo is still a boy. There is still a lot to understand from the attitude of others towards you. Don't think everything that feels sweet to you is the best thing you have to keep. Sometimes releasing it makes you feel much better.”

That sentence became the only sentence Kean said as he was slumped, shutting himself in the room. And who would have thought, Kean's sentence was correct. Now, he feels better. His lungs could still inflate perfectly when he remembered Reza. There is no more tightness let alone the feeling that someone has robbed him of his happiness. It's much better.

“Thanks brother, you make me feel better.” his inner self as he steps away.

Although never much to say, it turns out Kean noticed it even worried about him. And the last conversation he had with Kean had opened his mind so much that he dared to meet Ellen.

Looking at Shafira who breezed away leaving her, Ellen was just stunned. The young girl had made peace with her feelings. His consciousness was extremely high while he was still in the same place. The trauma he had felt, and the confusion over Reza's attitude was like a puzzle that he could not yet arrange.

On the one hand he knows, he must step away leaving doubts and a painful past behind. But on the other hand he still does not know whether he is holding on to the right hand or not. What if his heart is broken? Will he be able to stay as upright as before, like when Reza was nearby and strengthen him?

What if Shafira turns out to be wrong about Reza?

Ellen could only sigh as she closed her eyes. He grabbed his phone and opened Reza's chat message which he had not been able to answer.

“Len, I need to see you. Please, I want us to talk. Can?” write Reza. The last message he received a few days ago was among the many messages Reza had ignored.

Should he restart his trust in Reza or leave the man immediately so as not to get even more disappointed?

“Huft...” Ellen exhales slowly. He must take firm steps.

“I'm at a sweet cafe, if you need to talk.” Ellen wrote to Reza. Shafira is right, she has to believe in Reza. Maybe this one more time.

Put the phone while waiting for Reza's reply in the mind that began to be directed. Strawberry juice that tastes a little sour and refreshing. Enough to keep his eyes wide open.

******

“4027, 4028, 4029, 4030, geez, aaaa!!!!” exclaim Mila when looking at official store website owned by Disa.

“Crazy!!! 4082 order!!!” yells.

“Hwaaaa!!! Kereennn!!!” the other officers who made them exclaim with joy. Hugging and jumping like a child.

Not one day they posted the latest product that Disa launched, already this many orders entered. An unexpected achievement.

“That young lady is coming!” exclaimed Ike, when he heard the sound of Kean's car stopping in the boutique yard.

They compactly looked at the window and sure enough Disa came with her family after lunch.

“Papa!!! Let’s take a pic!” exclaiming Naka while running away from Kean and showing the polaroid camera that Sigit bought.

“Easy boy, wait.” exclaim Kean chasing his son.

“Then there is no fatigue. Very active yes sa.” Said Arini who was walking beside Disa.

“Iya mah, let alone eat his favorite food, pasta.” Timpal Disa's. Staring at Naka and Kean who are fun to take some photos. Naka is like a mirror to her husband. All that is in Naka is a picture of Kean as a whole.

Kean grew more and more painstakingly following his son's will.

“Dek!” mila's voice was clearly heard calling Disa. He ran to his young lady.

“Iya, why brother?” Disa was stunned to see Mila who was panting towards him.

“Our order,” his breath gasps. Of course, his lush body made his chest cavity difficult to inflate perfectly. But wait, why is her face this bright?

“Okey, relax. What's with our order?” Disa took Mila to sit down.

“NYAMPE 4000 ORDER MORE!!!!” excited scream.

“APA?” Disa gawked in disbelief.

“HAHAHHAAH!!! I AM SENENG BANGEETTT!!” Mila laughed until crying while hugging Disa. Clearly her happiness.

“Alhamdulillah..” after a while, then he realized. “I want to see brother. Mah, here stay first yes.” exciting Disa enthusiast.

“Iya darling.” Arini Timpal.

“Why?” sigit's voice followed later.

“Shirt order with 4000 mas order!” bright Arini with spirit.

“Great wah! What if we make a celebration? Let Disa add spirit.” Bargain Sigit suddenly.

“Features?” Arini knitted her forehead. Never thought that the idea came from Sigit.

Without chiming in Sigit chose to be busy with his phone. Gave some orders that Arini heard at Marwan's address.

“Yes, you told them to come here too, there must be seneng.” That's all Arini heard.

“Udah ready.” Said Sigit while smiling at Arini. This stone man had truly become a warm-hearted bear.

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