Marry The Heir
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The sky is getting darker and the stars look more and more shining up there. They are still in a luxury sports car that runs through the streets while enjoying the night air when the roof of the car is open.

Jazz music turned out to be Kean's favorite music. The sound of the saxophone blending with the friction of the violin produces a comfortable melody in the ear. Only music without vocals was heard throughout the journey accompanying them rolling the distance towards the main house.

Because it was too enjoying the atmosphere of Disa to forget that he was still wearing a black stelan waiter uniform and only his apron was removed because it was dirty exposed to sand this afternoon.

Disa was still smiling to herself, enjoying the wind blowing her untied strands of hair. He placed his chin on the arm that was fixed on the car door. In his mind, Disa the servant was shabby and beside him was a young master who still looked handsome despite the day barely reaching the end.

Can see the reflection of his face in the rearview mirror and seemed to wrinkle his own forehead when he saw his face that had been cut and greasy. A little glance at Kean who is still engrossed in enjoying his race stepping on the gas on the black asphalt that is stretched with vehicles that start rarely.

100 km/h, no longer feel fast but fast.

“What young master is not ashamed to take my kayak waitress everywhere?” murmured Disa, asking herself.

He again compared his appearance and Kean's appearance is much different. Yes, their caste is indeed different, they should not be in the same place.

“I know, I'm handsome but you don't have to keep looking at me.” Kean's voice broke the daydream of Disa who was looking at him.

“Ma-sorry sir.” immediately straightened his body and shifted his gaze so as not to continue staring at Kean.

“It looks like you are getting familiar with roy?” he asked then, ignoring the embarrassment of Disa a moment ago.

“Mas roy?” quoting the name Kean mentioned.

“Your conversation seems very exciting.” Thick lightweight.

He recalled when he had just come out of the toilet and found Disa was busy talking to Roy while laughing. I don't know what the two were talking about that clearly they went back to silence when Kean came.

“She's a fun friend. It's joking but it makes me laugh. Sir must have laughed a lot near mas roy.” Sahut Disa who enthusiastically recounted his exciting experience.

Kean only smiled a little, he did not even know that Roy likes to make crisp jokes that make Disa can laugh that wide.

“Friends, you guys are friends?” Kean underlined some of Disa's sentences. Disa nodded with fervor combined with a smile that never disappeared from her face. “It looks like you are very easy to make friends?”

“Not also mr.” Shortened leg. Kean turned to Disa for a moment to then continue his focus on wading through the streets. “I am indeed easy to open to new people, but not many people want to be friends with people like me.”

“A friendship cannot be just one of the parties who wants it. Both must be open in order to be good friends.” sighed and then exhaled slowly. Quite heard by Kean, like there was a turmoil in the tip of his breath.

“Then, who are your friends?” it seemed Kean was interested in continuing their conversation. Mana may have laughed at each other but still considered difficult to find friends.

“There are some. Mas roy, non fira, tina, nina, vita and sister damar.” I smiled at the end of the sentence.

Kean tried to remember one of the names Disa mentioned. I think he remembered that name.

“Not that you said she was your sister?” his memory brings Kean to the man he met at the bus stop and looks at him with dislike.

From the way he saw Kean, it was as if he was saying not to approach Disa. And that's what makes him curious.

“True sir.” I'm Disa. “Former brother Damar was my friend since Junior High. But when I entered High School, my late uncle married his mother. Our relationship is a little stretched because maybe I have entered a position that should only be him who fills is as a favorite child aunt meri.”

“With my presence, the attention of aunt meri becomes divided and more things that must be done to take care of her family. On top of that, it seems like I can't be a good sister.” The sentence sounded full of regret.

“Do you think so?”

Disa nodded confidently. Not for Kean. In his mind as a man, not that selfish thing that exists in the mind of the long-haired man.

“It looks like you are very sad to lose that one friend of yours.”

Nodding slowly while looking at his own hands twisting each other. There was something he was thinking but then he patted with a smile. “True sir. Like something is empty. We usually laugh together. Doing crazy things together but at this time we with each other's lives are getting less and less to know each other.”

“I started not sure if I knew him as my friend because our distance was too far.”

Being bowed listlessly, it seemed like his sadness was indeed deep.

“Don't be too sad. Maybe I can add to the list to become one of your friends.” He said as he extended his hand.

Disa looked at Kean who extended his left hand while his right hand was still holding the steering wheel.

“Create sir?” his eyes were round, changing his expression rapidly.

Kean nodded with a line of smiles on his sexy lips. Disa quickly shook Kean's hand with both hands. Grasping it tightly made a warm feeling run through his blood flow.

Only a few moments their hands clasped each other but a few seconds it was enough to make Disa look happy. Kean looked ordinary, but I don't know in his heart. In his mind, it turned out to be this easy to change the facial water of Disa from sad to cheerful.

“What's the matter of you befriending someone like me?” suddenly she hesitated.

“You mean?” Kean frowned and slightly turned his head.

“Em I mean, I'm just a waiter,” points to himself. “While the master is,” looks at Kean and is unable to continue his sentence. I don't know how he should describe a man in front of him.

“Is there an equality requirement in a friendship?” changed Kean who asked as if he knew the direction of Disa's conversation.

“Em, no sir.” Quickly ideal. Luckily he realized that in a friendship should not be started with a limit. “I'm lucky to be friends with you.” Imbabnya with full of seriousness.

Kean did not respond just smiling inwardly.

The long journey has gone through. By this time they had arrived in front of the main house fence. A security guard opened the gate and greeted Kean politely. His habits are still the same, he does not respond to the words of the man who greeted him.

The car starts to stop. Both got out of the car and walked towards the main house. It's just that Kean went through the main door, while Disa went through the back door.

“Hem, “ Kean back on his old mode, cold. The change in his expression was very drastic, perhaps because he was starting to imagine when he had to face the people in this house.

He continued his steps into the main house, while Disa was still staring and only left after seeing Kean enter the house and disappear behind the door.

This was their difference, the heir through the main door and the servant through the back door. At this point Disa began to feel afraid that perhaps she should not shake Kean's hand and make him a friend. Because maybe one day they will have to give up that status because of a clear boundary that cannot be violated.

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Arriving in front of the room, the first one Disa saw was her three friends Tina, Nina and Wati. Suddenly, Disa stopped looking at the gazes of the three people who were like they were preparing to welcome her with many questions.

“Where are you from?” tina asked as she sat beside him staring hard at Disa.

“I'm from,” pointed randomly to the back.

“You're with young master huh?” Wati leaned her body closer to Disa. The words sound cynical.

“I-Yes.” Disa was sluggish.

“Where to?” ask them simultaneously.

His eyes were rounded with water his face looked tense.

“From,..” how should he explain?

“What are you guys doing?” the voice of Kinar was heard breaking the tension.

They compactly opened the ranks and lowered their crossed hands in front of the chest.

“There are young masters why are you even gathered here and not preparing drinks?” kinar continued, staring one by one at his servants.

Disa was not separated from Kinar's gaze and made him look down afraid.

“Ba-well ma'am, I have prepared.” Sahut Tina who soon broke up the road after her two friends.

Disa left who was still in her place when Kinar still looked at her without saying anything.

Passing by without saying a word makes Disa able to breathe out a while he held. Thankfully, Kinar did not scold her.

After the people died, Disa went into his room, he wanted to clean his body that felt sticky because of sweat.

“Can!” again a voice called out, making him undo the intention to enter the bathroom and clean his already sticky body with sweat.

When he turned around, his three friends were already in front of him.

“You who love.” Wati offered a tray of drinks and food to entertain their young master.

“But, my shirt,” Can see his own clothes that have started to get dirty.

“We are not ready to make mistakes again in front of young master.” Cetus Nina took off her apron and put it on Disa.

They think maybe Disa's the best tumbal.

Can only throw a rough breath and try to smile when the apron is installed and Wati re-purpose the tubin.

“Please on.” Tina said with a smile and patted Disa on the shoulder.

Approaching the same person in different places and different atmosphere. In the car earlier, this man was his friend but this time he returned to be the son of his master. Yes, this is the limit they can never break.

“Please mr.” put drinks and food on the table.

Kean just glanced and returned the henchman with his phone. His face that had been quite relaxed, this time had turned cold. It was a quick change in his mood.

“Kean,.” greet Liana who just came out of her room. They turned to the direction where the voice came from.

He went down the stairs quickly to approach Kean with a raised smile. They were compactly standing up as Liana approached Kean.

“You stopped by nak?” she was trying to hug Kean.

Kean quickly dodged, making Liana's hands hang in the air. Never mind salim let alone embrace like mother and son, the man prefers to melengos changed to approach Marwan who stood at the end of the stairs

“Please sir,.” he said welcome Kean up to his master's room.

Liana was still in her place, as was Disa. Liana was still with her startled smile yet she looked disappointed.

“Maybe she is in a hurry.” He muttered as he looked at Disa.

He was silent, I don't know how he should behave.

Liana dropped her body on the sofa, it seemed like she was still with her memories of Kean's attitude just now.

To be honest, not only was Liana surprised by Kean's attitude, but also Disa. He still remembered Kean's words when the man met his trauma again. It was clear that Kean said, if only then there was no mother and she immediately sobbed.

But no matter what now, Kean was like avoiding the woman who was now sitting on the sofa with blank stares and tears that began to drip one by one. Like there is pain in the heart.

Disa's mind wasn't that good at understanding Liana's feelings. Maybe the woman in front of him needs space and time until he has to let Liana alone first.

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